Keywords: FF, cons, interr, bd, sm, anal
Part: Chapter 38
Author: Miranda Mars
Title: Laura's Story - an Interracial Lesbian Romance
Circumstances intervened, and it was a week before she saw
Karen again, running into her at work. Laura had not had sex
between Chanitra and this meeting, and so she felt a sharp, almost
irresistible lust for Karen when they ran across each other in the
hallway.
"God," Karen whispered to her, eyes smoky and throbbing, "you
look like you need it as much as I do."
"How long has it been?"
"I'm wet, just looking at you."
Laura felt the same. Karen wore a sweater that revealed the
outlines of her bra cups, and as usual, her bra was a size too
small, emphasizing the swelling, bursting quality of her large
breasts. Laura wanted to taste them again. She wanted the big,
soft, black nipples in her mouth. She wanted to hear Karen beg her
to bite them, as she knew Karen would.
"I can't wait," she whispered to Karen.
"We could take the afternoon off sick."
"And just fuck and fuck."
"Meet me at my place at one o'clock."
Laura nodded, trying to keep her hands from shaking with
excitement as they parted.
She was like a small child, her stomach full of butterflies,
her pulse racing, as she knocked on Karen's apartment door. Already
she was wet too, from anticipation. She loved doing it with Yvette,
with Chanitra, with Sandra and Shawn, but she and Karen shared
shared raw, unadulterated, totally depraved sex, and little else.
When they were alone and naked together, anything might happen, and
the resulting orgasms were monumental, frequent, excruciating,
sometimes even painful, but most of all unforgettable.
But, after letting her in, the first thing Karen said to her
was, "Are you screwing Yvette Farmer?"
Laura blushed and looked away. "Why, do you know her? I
didn't even know you knew her."
"Honey," Karen smiled, "the black sisters all know each other.
We may not be hot buddies, but we know each other. She's married
and has a young daughter. You lecherous old white bitch, you ought
to be ashamed."
She kissed Laura with familiarity, then with more intense
passion. Then she pulled back.
"Is she good?" she asked.
"She's very lovely," Laura said softly. "You can see that.
Why, do you want her yourself? I thought you said you like white
girls."
Karen smiled. "How do you think she'd react to both of us at
once?"
"She's very . . ."
"Square?"
Laura nodded.
"And you don't want to share her. I understand."
"Why did you bring her up? How did you know?"
"Actually, I saw her looking at you, a few days ago. She was
eating you up with her eyes. I got jealous. Can you believe that?
I thought to myself, Yvette, you go back to your husband and leave
Laura to me. She's mine."
Laura smiled, flattered. "Jealous?"
"Nobody can do what you and I do," Karen said under her
breath, her eyes fiery with sex.
Now Laura kissed her, teasingly, then aggressively. "You want
me to tie you up and fuck you," she said.
"I should be doing it to you, you cradle-robber," Karen
breathed. "You wife and mother fucker."
"If you keep insulting me like that," Laura teased, "I might
have to . . . hurt you."
Karen's eyes rolled up behind her lids, but she tried to stay
in control. "Come to the bedroom," she said, pulling Laura's arm.
As she always did, for some reason, Karen closed the door
behind them. She pulled her sweater over her head and tossed it in
a chair. Laura could feel the lust quotient in the small bedroom go
up five notches. Slowly, she removed her silk blouse. Looking
hotly at one another, they both removed their skirts.
Then, still dressed in her underwear, Karen went to the
closet. She returned with a valise. Out of it she took several
long leather thongs, each one four to five feet long. Laura's pussy
was so wet that the warm nectars were running down her thigh.
"Where do you get these things?" she asked in a weak voice.
Karen's eyes flared. "I'll show you my catalog some time."
She tossed the thongs onto the bed. Laura approached her,
walked behind her, unfastened Karen's bra clasp. She did it very
slowly, pressing her lips to Karen's naked back at the same time,
kissing the smooth dark skin. The thin shoulder straps of the bra
slid slowly down Karen's arms.
Laura's arms encircled her from behind. With her sensitive
fingertips, she caressed the firm muscles of Karen's midriff,
bringing her hands up slowly. God, I love this girl's body, she
thought. When her knuckles brushed the round undersides of Karen's
full breasts, she turned her hands over and cupped them from
beneath. Her lips had reached the nape of Karen's neck, and she
sucked the skin into her mouth and bit it gently while rolling
Karen's large, soft nipples in her fingers.
Karen's knees sagged, and she nearly fainted from the onrush
of sweet, intense sensations. But Laura held her up, then eased her
over to the bed, turning her, pushing her down onto her back. She
knew they had all afternoon, that an exhausting marathon of fucking
lay ahead of them, but she hadn't had this opportunity for a long
time, and she wanted all of Karen's body right now.
Before getting on the bed too, she skimmed Karen's panties
down her legs and off. Then she scooped up the girl's large, firm
breasts in her hands and sucked one swollen black nipple deep into
her mouth.
"Ohhnnnnnn!" Karen moaned. "Oh . . . Laura! Ohhnnnn! Nobody
does it like you, Laura. God, yes!"
Laura held both beautiful breasts in her hands, kissing them
all over and sucking Karen's nipples until Karen was quivering
uncontrollably, watching Laura suck her, writhing and whimpering
urgently.
Laura wanted to keep doing it, and she knew Karen wanted her
to, but they both also knew there would be plenty more. They would
not quit fucking until neither one could sit up any more. And so,
when she knew Karen was on the verge of coming, she quickly slid
between Karen's thighs and stabbed her tongue deep into Karen's open
pussy and sucked Karen's clit hungrily. And Karen spilled over with
hot, rapturous coming, moaning and shuddering.
"Auunnggghh! Oh! Oh . . . god oh yes unngghhhh! Oh Laura
ohhnngghhhh! Oh! Oh!"
Still groggy minutes later from her orgasm, Karen kissed Laura
and noticed that Laura was still wearing her bra and panties.
"You're cheating," she grinned.
"No, I'm not," Laura said. "I'm just teasing you." She
reached for the leather thongs Karen had brought out. "You don't
get any of me until you're . . ."
They both looked significantly at the thongs. Laura took one
from the group and looped it around Karen's left breast. She
cinched it tight, but not too tight. Karen's big glossy nipple
expanded and protruded. Laura bent her head and touched it with the
tip of her tongue, bringing a shiver to Karen, whose eyes grew
glassy with lust.
Now, slowly, Laura coiled the thong around both of Karen's
luscious breasts. Both of them had done this to one another before,
and had learned exactly how to do it: just tight enough to enhance
the excitement, to make the nipples swell, but not tight enough to
deaden the sensations. Laura knotted the thong in the deep valley
between Karen's strangled breasts.
"In the bag," Karen whispered hoarsely. "Handcuffs."
"Handcuffs?"
Laura's pluse raced wildly. They had never gone this far
before. Handcuffs. In Karen's sex goody bag, she found a pair of
fur-lined handcuffs.
"Are you sure?" she asked.
Karen nodded. "Only with you," she whispered.
Laura slipped them through a brass rail in the headboard of
Karen's bed, then snapped Karen's wrists into the fur cuffs.
Raising her arms up over her head this way made her throttled
breasts jut out provocatively, and it was all Laura could do to keep
her mind on her business.
In the bag she also found a ball gag of red rubber. She
debated putting it on right now, then decided to wait. Grabbing
more leather thongs, she tied Karen's calves to her thighs. Then,
she ran one thong alongside Karen's fat, oozing pussy, all the way
up to her shoulder and down her back, then up the other side of her
pussy, tying the thong behind Karen's neck.
"Do you want me to put in the gag now?" she asked softly.
"No, I want you to take off your underwear," Karen said, her
eyes flaming with wild sex.
"Mmmmm, I think I can get you to ask for the gag."
"Please," Karen implored her. Karen's eyes throbbed with
excitement.
Very slowly, Laura inched her panties down her thighs. She
enjoyed stripping for Karen, and did it with great skill. When her
panties came off, she wadded them into a ball and masturbated with
them, watching Karen's face. Then she took the wadded ball, damp
with her pussyjuices, and rubbed it across Karen's bulging nipples.
Karen's eyes rolled upward. "I can't stand it," she panted.
"You have to."
"Fuck me. Please."
"Mmmmm, what a greedy little tart," Laura teased. "I fucked
you a few minutes ago, and you still want more."
"Yes. Please."
Laura dipped her face to Karen's gorgeous, hard-swollen
breasts. She took one bursting nipple into her mouth, swirling her
tongue around it, digging her fingers into the taut gourd of Karen's
breast, then sucking hard, so hard that Karen cried out.
"Annggghh . . . oowwnnncchhh!"
Tears came to her eyes, but her face was torn with ecstacy.
"Do it," she begged hoarsely. "Harder. Do it. Bite it."
"Are you sure you don't want me to put the gag on?"
"Yes . . . please," Karen panted.
"Mmmmmm," Laura smiled, "but don't you want to feel my body
all over your body first?"
"Oh god . . . Laura, yes!" Karen gasped.
Now Laura had Karen where she wanted her, for this stage.
Karen was taut and quivering with need. Slowly, Laura removed her
bra, letting Karen enjoy every smallest movement, from the thin
straps sliding down her arms to the cups falling away, exposing
Laura's exquisite naked breasts.
Now she was completely naked too, and Karen's lust-glazed eyes
devoured her body. She leaned forward, dragging her breasts across
Karen's hard, bulging globes, brushing her soft, coral nipples
against Karen's bursting black plums. Karen sighed, quivering with
excitement. Next Laura raised her body and brushed Karen's face
with her naked breasts. She let Karen suck one of her nipples,
moaning wildly as Karen's lips enclosed it and drew it deep into her
warm, wet mouth.
"Ohhnnnnnn!" she moaned, throwing her head back, pushing her
breast into Karen's mouth.
Karen sucked it hard, until Laura pulled it away, teasing
Karen with her other breast but not letting the girl get her lips
around the nipple. Finally, she gave Karen a scorching kiss,
mashing their naked breasts together, then reached down for the ball
gag. She fastened it in place, feeling Karen's sexual need elevate
another two notches as the clasp locked.
Rummaging in the sexual goody bag, she came across the small
saddle-with-rubber-spike they had used in their last sexual
encounter, and then another device: a similar thing, but this time
with two thick, erect rubber cocks standing up from it, obviously
meant for one thing only. She held it up, grinning, and Karen's
contorted face showed that she enthusiastically agreed.
"Oh baby, you want me to fuck you with this and bite your big
nipples at the same time, don't you," Laura whispered as she began
greasing the rear-most rubber phallus with the K-Y jelly she had
also found in the bag.
She had a momentary pang of jealousy as she imagined Karen
taking this bag full of wonders along with her to other sexual
encounters. But then she remembered how Karen had said she would
never trust anyone to do this but Laura. Laura knew she felt the
same. She spread the slippery jelly on two of her fingers and slid
them between Karen's gorgeous buns, watching the agonizing thrill
seize Karen's face as they penetrated her tight asshole.
"We've got to get you ready," she murmured, leaning forward
and teasing Karen's swollen, bursting nipples with her tongue as she
fucked the girl's ass with her fingers to open it for the fat dildo.
Now Karen began to mewl and writhe, her hips grinding as her
ass loosened some for its next visitor. Laura knew she was about to
peak, to come in shocking convulsions, but she didn't want it to
arrive prematurely. She pulled back, letting Karen watch her
slather the dildo with slippery jelly, feeling the anticipation
build in both of them. They knew it would be good, they knew it
would be horrifically explosive, but she wouldn't let them have it
until they were both about to faint with desire.
Finally, she brought the huge dildo down to its target and
slowly introduced the greased rubber pole into Karen's waiting
asshole. Even though she must have felt it before, Laura thought,
tears immediately squirted from Karen's eyes as the monster
penetrated her.
"Unngghmmofgghh!" she groaned into the ball gag.
It really was an ass-splitter, Laura realized, and she was
very careful inching it in. The other rubber cock was attached so
closely that it went into Karen's pussy at the same time. She was
impaled on the two rubber prongs, and the sight of her ass and pussy
stuffed with them made Laura's hot blood race and throb.
Karen's glazed eyes implored her, and Karen's tightly-bound
body strained and writhed, her gorgeous, throttled breasts bursting,
her large, gleaming nipples popping. Laura knew she was going to
come, any second. She pressed top part of her thigh into the curved
back of the double-dildo, ramming it deep into Karen and falling
with her mouth on the girl's luscious, strangled breasts at the same
time.
Knowing exactly what the girl wanted, she sucked one
ballooning black nipple deep into her mouth, sinking her teeth into
it and hearing Karen's clotted cries as she squirmed and whimpered
with urgent passion. And now Laura really began to fuck Karen the
way she knew Karen craved to be fucked.
Jamming her thigh into Karen's crotch in a way that reminded
her of Brandi so acutely that her own cunt throbbed and gushed with
juice, she held the hard, swollen gourds of Karen's strangled
breasts in her hands and tore at Karen's bulging nipples with her
lips and teeth. She didn't know where the savagery in her came
from, but knowing Karen loved and needed it didn't hurt, and she
raped and sexually brutalized her lover even more viciously than she
had in the past.
In only about five seconds, as Laura's teeth sank into Karen's
other nipple, Karen exploded in a fierce, rupturing orgasm that
nearly made her faint. Her body strained, arched, then buckled into
wild, churning spasms. Strangled cries of ecstacy, muffled by the
gag, tried to get out of her chest and throat.
And Laura, insanely aroused herself, kept fucking the girl
brutally, ramming her thigh up into Karen's pussy and ass, forcing
the dildos in deep, and digging her fingers into the hard balls of
Karen's throttled breasts, and sucking and biting Karen's nipples
sharply, bringing the undulating, quivering, moaning girl to climax
after crushing climax.
She lost count of how many times Karen came before she slumped
helplessly to the bed and Laura had to unfasten the gag quickly
before she suffocated from panting into the ball. Karen's cheeks
were wet with tears. She mewled softly as the aftershocks of coming
still shook her. Laura quickly untied the thongs and kissed the
pinches they had made in Karen's deliciously smooth black skin. She
pulled the monstrous twin dildos out of Karen's groin. She was
quivering with pent-up need herself since she had not yet come,
having been overwhelmed by the fury of her attack, too busy fucking
Karen to notice her own terrible need.
But now it washed over her, and she trembled as she realized
that now it was her turn. She had treated Karen with ingenious
brutality, and knew she could expect the same. It would hurt.
Karen's eyes burned into hers. Laura couldn't wait.
"Fuck me," she whispered hoarsely. "Please."
Karen nodded, blinking back the tears. "God . . . I nearly
fainted," she said softly.
"I know."
"You never fucked me that hard."
"You just forget."
"Sex between us is as raw as it gets."
"I know."
"Not even a gangbang is this . . ."
"Hot?"
Karen nodded. "And hard."
Her eyes smoking, Karen picked up one of the thongs that Laura
had just unwound from her body. Slowly, letting them both enjoy the
implications, she tied Laura's wrists to her ankles, while Laura
leaned back on her knees. Then Karen propped two stout feather
pillows behind Laura's back to keep her in a half-reclining
position.
Next, on her own knees, she pushed her breasts into Laura's
face, brushing Laura's lips with her nipples, taunting Laura.
"You tried to bite them off," she said, her eyes glowing with
danger. "You really wanted to hurt me, didn't you."
"Yes."
"You want me to hurt you back, don't you."
"Yes!"
Picking up another long thong, Karen looped it around Laura's
exquisite young breasts, making them swell and discolor. Laura's
large coral nipples expanded and protruded. Karen knotted the
thong, then rubbed her own nipples against Laura's. Laura trembled
with excitement.
"Oh!" she sighed involuntarily.
"You're close, aren't you?"
Laura nodded wildly, panting with need.
"Fucking me made you hot. Raping me, biting my boobs, it made
you want to have it too, didn't it?"
"Yes! Please! God . . . Karen, please!"
"You can come if I just blow on your pretty little clit, can't
you. You can come if I just lick your nipples like this."
Karen didn't waste any time. She knew Laura could come in
seconds, if properly triggered. Her mouth on Laura's nipples
brought Laura to a frenzy of whimpering and pleading. Karen's hand
dropped to Laura's dripping pussy and at the same moment she let her
teeth sink deep into one of Laura's throbbing nipples. At the same
instant, her fingers scissored Laura's clit and yanked it viciously.
"Auungghhnnnggiiieeee!" Laura cried out as a sharp uprush of
coming wrenched her trussed body.
She came in blinding hot spasms, groaning and shuddering. But
it was clear that Karen was only getting started. Laura knew that
Karen loved to fuck her, and she was still recovering from her
climax as Karen maneuvered her body until she was face down on the
bed, her ass sticking high up into the air because her wrists were
tied to her ankles.
Before she knew it, Karen's tongue was fucking her asshole and
Karen's fingers were raping and tweaking her pussy. Karen fucked
her so forcefully that she was coming again in under a minute.
Still panting from her second climax, she felt the gag going
into her mouth. Karen quickly fastened it behind her head, and
Laura knew that she was in for it now. In short order, Karen fucked
Laura seven ways from Sunday, using the two dildos to brutally
induce three more orgasms, then turning Laura over again and
assaulting her strangled, bulging breasts, biting them while hand-
fucking Laura into two more orgasms.
Then she slid between Laura's thighs and fucked Laura's ass
roughly with a new dildo, which had a rubber-spiked ball on the end
of it, while passionately sucking Laura's clit at the same time.
Laura had four excruciating climaxes and would have begged her to
stop right then had she not been gagged. But Karen was not
finished.
She grabbed the old double dildo from the bag that they had
used before, on earlier occasions. All this fucking of Laura had
aroused her again too, and she pushed it into Laura's pussy and into
her own, then began raping them both, falling on Laura's tortured
nipples with her lips and teeth again at the same time. After a few
minutes of this, they both came again, three times in a row, in
stupendous, shattering climaxes that left them weeping and groaning
in the aftershocks of ecstatic bliss.
Laura had come twelve times in about thirty minutes, and her
body wouldn't take any more. She nearly passed out, going totally
limp as Karen untied her and began to kiss her weals and raw spots.
"Oh god . . . honey, did I do it too hard?" she murmured,
shocked at the expression on Laura's face.
She kissed the circles the thongs had made under Laura's
breasts, and gently brushed with her lips Laura's ravaged nipples.
Laura winced. But she didn't regret for a second what they had
done.
She kissed Karen. "I'm almost afraid to fuck with you," she
confessed. "We get so rough, and yet I almost die with coming."
But Karen was full of guilt. "I did it too hard. I can still
see my teeth in your nipples."
"They hurt," Laura nodded.
"You want to make mine hurt?"
"You mean they don't already?"
"Not enough." Karen's eyes burned. "I'll bet Yvette Farmer
wouldn't hurt you like that. Or that teenager with the great body."
"Why do you bring them up?"
Karen's eyes watered briefly, but she sucked back her tears.
"Jealousy. Plain and simple."
Laura pushed her down and kissed her, pinning her wrists to
the mattress. She dropped her mouth to Karen's breasts.
"Didn't you think I might want to get even?"
"Hoped you would."
"Want me to tie them up?"
Karen shook her head. "Just let them know how much you love
them."
"Mmmmmm," Laura hummed, licking one big nipple and then nearly
swallowing it as she sucked it so deeply into her mouth that Karen
yelped involuntarily.
Karen, of course, was already aroused again from the fearful
fucking she had just given Laura, and Laura's mouth on her nipples
quickly had her squirming and moaning. In under a minute Laura had
Karen coming again, ramming the heel of her hand into Karen's
swollen clit and biting her nipples enough to make them hurt as
Laura's did. The pain was a dangerous elixir to Karen, who came
rapturously, her screams so loud that Laura had to push a pillow
briefly over her mouth to muffle them.
Finally, they melted together into the slow, undulating,
healing fuck that always terminated the hot savagery of their
couplings. It was always so sweet and intense that Laura knew why
they endured the pain, if only to get to this. Soon they were
sharing a long, feathery, throbbing orgasm that seemed to weld their
naked flesh together so completely that each one knew she could
never forsake the other. When it was over, their cheeks were both
wet, and they were nearly speechless.
Only later, when Laura dressed to leave, did they trust
themselves to speak.
"One thing about fucking with you," Laura said, wryly. "I
can't forget it for days. It's in my body."
"Still hurt?"
"My ass feels like a cannon exploded inside it."
Karen kissed her feelingly. "I think you made one of my
nipples bleed, that last time."
"I'm sorry."
"I'm going to lick it for days," Karen said, her eyes
sparkling.
"Why do we mistreat each other so?"
"It makes me die with coming."
Laura smiled, ruefully. "Me too."
"Don't stay away."
"Only until we both heal."
Karen's eyes burned into hers, not allowing any dishonesty.
"Or until we can't stand being apart any more."
"Yes."
"Enjoy your teenager."
"Jealous again?"
"Yes. You think she'd go for both of us together?"
Laura couldn't conceal her smile. She knew Chanitra, the
little sex fiend, would probably jump at the chance to go to bed
with Laura and Karen at the same time.
"Mmmmm. She might," she tantalized Karen. "But as far as I
know, she doesn't like pain. Not the way you do."
"But she likes pussy," Karen said.
Laura winked. "Mine, at least."
"Why don't you feel her out? God . . . she's got a perfect
body."
"I'll let you know, darling." Laura kissed her. "Don't let
anybody hurt you but me."
"I won't. You know that."