They drove up nearly to the top of Mt. Tamalpais. Jane, who insisted on driving the Jeep, nearly gave Laura heart failure on the winding mountain road, and by the time they found a likely spot and parked, Laura's hand was quivering on the handgrip above the passenger-side door.

"Ain't I a good driver?" Jane beamed. "I didn't miss even one of those curves. Why you looking like that, Laura?"

"I'm imagining the drive back," Laura mumbled softly. "I don't know if I can stand it."

"Oh, you just need a little loving, that's all," Jane said, giving her an affectionate poke in the shoulder. "I know how to relax you. Let's go off over there and see if we can find a place you can't see from the road. Don't want to draw a crowd now, do we."

They had picked up some fried chicken, potato salad, and soda pop, and they carried it and the two blankets about two hundred yards down a gentle slope to the edge of a small meadow. Laura looked carefully around for vegetation that would shield them from the road and anyone else who might be hiking along the bottom of the meadow.

Jane wanted to stop at several places Laura thought inappropriate.

"I don't know what you're worried about," she said. "It's Saturday afternoon. There ain't nobody gonna be up here. They're all down there shopping and bopping and playing basketball and skating in the park. We the only ones up here. Didn't you see how empty the road was?"

"It only takes one person with eyes," Laura said.

Jane swallowed a giggle. "Give 'em a thrill, if you ask me. Beautiful white supermodel fucking skinny black teenager. Come and get it. Your eyes will pop out of your head."

They found a suitable place and spread both blankets down behind a barrier of sagebrush.

"You don't look too skinny to me," Laura said, ogling Jane. "In fact, I don't know if I've ever seen a more perfect body."

Jane sat down next to her on the blanket, smiling, mock-bashful. "Shit, I think you just want to fuck me, you old supermodel."

Although Laura was enjoying herself immensely, Jane's words also echoed Randi's in her ears: you just want to fuck me. You all want to fuck me. God, I must be so transparent to them, she thought, wondering if they thought she valued their company less just because she did, she did want to fuck them.

She pulled Jane down next to her. "Don't you want me to?" she teased.

"You bet I do. Shall we eat first or . . . you know, eat the other thing first?"

"I've been waiting a long time to kiss you."

Jane, who could one moment be a sly imp of Satan and the next moment a starry-eyed teenager in love, gazed longingly into Laura's eyes. "You better do it, then," she whispered.

For all her earlier desire to sexually assault and ravish the delectable Jane when they were down in the city, up here on the mountain Laura let their mutual meltingly sweet passion take its course, pressing her lips slowly into Jane's wide, sensual mouth and letting their bodies coil slowly together as their tongues met. The fresh air and hot sun enveloped them, and combining with the sexual warmth that filled their bodies, they grew overheated quickly. They had not kissed for months and took the opportunity to get slowly reacquainted, not rushing it, probing with their tongues, curving their lips together, running their hands slowly over one another's body.

Laura, though she was fully involved and passionately kissing Jane, could not keep out of her mind echoes of Dawn's disappointment, and Ada's confused tears, all of it swirling together in emotions of disturbing intensity as she slid her mouth down Jane's silky black cheek to her smooth neck and began to unfasten the rest of the buttons on the girl's shirt. Jane panted softly and slid her hands under Laura's sweater.

"You really think I have a perfect body?" she panted to Laura. "Really?"

"You have a perfect neck," Laura breathed, running her lips up and down the smooth flesh. "You have a perfect ear."

She slid her tongue into it. Jane shivered.

"Ooohhhh!"

"You have perfect collar bones," Laura breathed, finally opening Jane's shirt and peeling it back, pulling the sleeves down her arms, kissing the delicious cavities below Jane's clavicles.

"You don't think we could get stung by a bee, do you?" Jane asked suddenly, being the first one with flesh exposed.

Laura ignored her and kept removing her shirt until it was completely off. She kissed the smooth, dark, flawless expanse of Jane's upper chest, then dropped her lips between Jane's breasts, still enclosed in her bra, kissing the valley there.

"No . . . I am going to sting you instead of the bee," Laura murmured, unfastening her bra and sliding the thin straps down Jane's arms. "Mmmmm, you have the most perfect young breasts in creation," she purred, holding the firm, jutting, pear-shaped beauties in her hands, running her thumbs lightly over Jane's large, shiny, coal-black nipples.

Jane laughed softly. She pulled up on Laura's sweater, pulling it over Laura's head, which made her naked breasts move in Laura's hands. Laura shook her hair free of the sweater's tight collar.

"God, you gotta lot of hair, supermodel," Jane panted, excited from the way Laura was kneading and pinching her soft nipples, making them thicken and harden. "I think you got the most beautiful boobs, not me. I want to touch them too."

Laura dropped her hands and helped Jane remove her bra.

"We might as well take the rest off too, don't you think?" she suggested. "Since we have plans."

"Oooohhh, I'm so excited, I'm about to pee my pants," Jane grinned like a delighted child. "I'm gonna fuck with Laura again. I been dreaming of this moment."

 

 

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Please note: This story features Jane, a nineteen-year-old spitfire who formerly lived with her mother in the apartment above Laura's, and our regular heroine Laura, a thirtyish career girl who has a sharp predilection for bedding beautiful young black women. Laura is besotted with lust for Jane, who eagerly returns the favor. They have a picnic in the mountains together, with dangerously incendiary results.

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Naked and Horny in the Woods

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Miranda Mars