Keywords: M+F+F, cons, interr, anal
Part: Chapter 53
Author: Miranda Mars
Title: Laura's Story - an Interracial Lesbian Romance
Chapter 53
Laura could hardly believe the way she had come to feel about
Jonelle. She hadn't felt this way since she was a kid in school,
crazy for boys. She thought of Jonelle all the time. She wanted to
be with her, talk to her. The thought of Yvette imperilling her
relationship with Jonelle made her furious, though she understood
Yvette's point of view. She even got irritated with Jonelle's
little boy, Eric, for keeping Jonelle away from her, out of her
arms.
It's love, she told herself, resigning herself to the intense
feelings. Really love. I never felt it this hard. I never knew
I'd end up feeling it for a girl, a woman.
For her part, Jonelle was not so impetuous, but it was clear
she felt the same.
"I dreamed of you last night," she told Laura at lunch.
"Really?"
Jonelle nodded. "In fact, I dream of you every night. One
night I woke up and . . ." She leaned across the table, whispering
to Laura. "I was coming. I couldn't believe it."
They met only a intervals of several days or weeks at Laura's
apartment, whenever Jonelle could break free for a few minutes. It
was like Laura's occasional meetings with Yvette, and in fact she
worried that Yvette would want to drop over when she was already
expecting Jonelle, though she hadn't gone to bed with Yvette since
she and Jonelle had clearly fallen in love.
But what would she do if Yvette forced the issue? She
couldn't say she really didn't want to sleep with Yvette ever again.
She just crossed her fingers and hoped she would know how to deal
with it if it came up.
And then, as if her longing for Jonelle wasn't intense enough,
the company sent her on business to New York for a week.
"I can't even stand not seeing you for a day," she told
Jonelle.
"You act like you're the only one who'll be doing the
missing," Jonelle said.
They had a last, extremely passionate tryst in Laura's bed for
an hour after work on the day before Laura was to leave. Laura had
never pushed Jonelle further than five orgasms, not feeling any need
to set records, and delighted that Jonelle seemed so proud of having
five in a row now and then. Jonelle's orgasms were so deep and long
that Laura believed they probably were the equivalent of twenty of
her own.
But this night, through an excess of love or a desperate
premonition of separation, she fucked Jonelle hard, summoning eight
shattering orgasms from the girl's beautiful lean body. Afterward,
Jonelle was glowing and beaming, unable to believe it.
"Eight times," she said, eyes wide, kissing Laura. "Eight!"
"And I didn't know if I was going to get you back from that
last one," Laura said, having come eight or nine times herself.
"I didn't either," Jonelle said. "I never came that hard."
She kissed Laura with deep affection. "I don't want you to think I
love you only because you . . . fuck me like that." She winked.
"But it sure don't hurt."
"When I come back, you'll still want to see me?" Laura asked,
hating herself for her vulnerability.
Jonelle's eyes watered. "Guess you don't know how hard I am
to get rid of," she whispered. "Guess you don't know I'll be
counting every hour."
It was a wrenching moment when Laura got on the airplane,
leaving Jonelle behind her. Even though she knew they would meet
again in a week, she felt empty and desolate with loss and longing.
In New York, she had to attend a fashion show her company was
sponsoring, and there she was immediately struck by the stunning
beauty of one of the models, a tall, black, astonishingly beautiful
girl named Cassandra Perkins.
In a way she was reminded of her first sight of Sandra
Robinson, 'Angelique'. But while Sandra had average good looks,
Cassandra was shockingly gorgeous, a supermodel, truly one in a
million, and Laura, though still throbbing with love for Jonelle,
couldn't help being wildly attracted to her. She looked a little
like Naomi Campbell and was built in the currently fashionable way
for models, very tall and lean, with perfect bones, of course, and
with larger breasts that models in the past.
A few times when she came down the runway wearing stylish,
revealing clothes, showing cleavage, or a large expanse of
incredible glossy thigh, Laura would feel a hot, excited pulse beat
deep in her throat. She would squirm in her seat, feeling prickles
deep inside her pussy too, a feeling she understood completely. And
when Cassandra noticed her looking, she shot back hard, dark,
electrifying glances to Laura, as if she understood perfectly the
way Laura was feeling.
After the show they were of course introduced, since Laura was
representing the sponsor. Cassandra flirted openly, and yet she was
on the arm of a very handsome rock star, who flirted just as
shamelessly with Laura.
"Are you a model?" Cassandra asked her.
"Oh no," Laura laughed. "Not tall enough."
"But you've got the bones for it," Cassandra said, touching
Laura's face with her long, sinuous fingers, caressing Laura's
cheekbones and jaw, then dropping one finger to her throat. "You're
gorgeous. You could be one. You ought to consider it, while you
still have a few years left."
"Oh," Laura said, disarmed. "And then what would I do? I'd
be out of work."
"Nonsense. You should come over to our place and let Johnny
photograph you. We could make you a star."
Laura smiled. Cassandra was enchanting. It didn't matter
what she said. Later, when things were breaking up, she caught
Laura by the door. The rock star was gone. Cassandra's eyes were
murky.
"Are you going anywhere?"
"Just back to the hotel," Laura said.
"I'm staying in some fabulous digs at the Dakota. Why don't
you come over for a visit? They belong to a movie star, but he's in
Australia. He loaned me his place." She leaned close. "Johnny
won't be there. I was lying."
Laura felt her whole body vibrate with excitement. How could
she refuse? "Okay," she said softly. "Just a short visit."
They took a cab to the Dakota. The apartment was huge,
amazing, clearly owned by a very rich person. Cassandra said she
was going to pop into something comfortable.
She returned wearing an expensive, very abbreviated lounging
outfit that revealed a lot of her exquisitely beautiful body.
"I like the way you look at me," she said, disarmingly.
"That's why I wore this."
"Everybody looks at you like that," Laura said.
"I know. But I don't like everybody to do it. I like it when
you do it, though. Have you ever slept with a woman?"
Laura blushed. She had never expected such a question. She
looked down.
"Why do you ask?" she said softly.
Cassandra came closer to her. "If you haven't, I want to be
the first," she murmured.
"Have you?" Laura asked coyly.
Cassandra smiled, a soft, winning, friendly smile. But she
didn't answer. Instead, she went to the bar.
"Name your poison."
"I don't like to drink in the middle of the day."
Again Cassandra walked over to her, very close. Her eyes
burned with undisguised sex this time. Laura could feel her
temperature rise just from gazing into them.
"What do you like to do?" she asked.
Cassandra's full, sensual mouth was inches away. Laura was
almost afraid to kiss her, afraid that if they as much as touched
they might tear each other apart. The sexual tension in the room
was palpable. Each girl now knew that the other had some experience
of this. Neither was reluctant, or naive.
"This," Laura breathed as her lips met Cassandra's.
And she turned out to be right. It wasn't a soft, tender
kiss. In only seconds they were devouring each other.
Cassandra's lips were like flames on Laura's. Her fingers bit
into Laura's flesh through her clothes, and she drank Laura's mouth,
raping it with her tongue. But Laura was just as eager, running her
fingers all over Cassandra's skin and face and biting her tongue,
dropping her hands to Cassandra's ass, groping for the firm hard
moons through the folds of fabric, digging her fingers into each
bulging globe.
"I wanted to do this when I saw you sitting by the runway,"
Cassandra murmured against Laura's teeth. "I've never felt so
attracted to anyone."
"Really?"
"Yes. Don't you want me?"
"More than anything," Laura said, kissing her again, a rough,
demanding kiss.
Cassandra was panting and her eyes smoking when their mouths
parted. She reached behind her neck and unfastened two or three
buttons. The lounging garment simply dissolved around her limbs and
fell at her ankles. But she still wore a very brief, champagne-
colored bra, and bikini panties of the same hue.
From experience, a quick glance told Laura that the bra opened
in front, between the cups. Staring straight into Cassandra's murky
eyes, she reached out and undid the clasp. The bra cups fell away
from Cassandra's small, perfectly round breasts. Her nipples were
thick and black, gleaming. She cupped both breasts in her hands and
grinned invitingly at Laura.
Laura bent her head, opened her mouth, and took one of
Cassandra's nipples between her lips, sucking it in slowly. She
didn't stop with the large nipple but sucked half of Cassandra's
small breast into her mouth too.
"Oh!" Cassandra gasped, watching a large chunk of her breast
disappear into Laura's mouth. "God, yes, do it."
Laura let the wet breast and nipple slowly slide back out of
her mouth, catching the shiny black bulb of Cassandra's nipple
between her teeth and biting down slightly on it as it escaped.
Cassandra trembled, moaning softly.
"Ohhhh!"
"You like that," Laura whispered.
"Yes!"
Laura did the same thing with Cassandra's other breast, though
this time she held it with the fingers of both hands, guiding it
into her mouth, sucking it even harder, then letting it escape
slowly, gently clamping the delectable big wet nipple with her teeth
as it slid past. She cupped both wet breasts in her hands and
kissed Cassandra's mouth heatedly.
"God . . . I want you to fuck me," Cassandra whispered, her
eyes throbbing with need.
Laura was wearing a business suit, but between the two of them
they had it off in thirty seconds. Cassandra kissed Laura's back
and shoulders as she unclasped Laura's bra. Laura turned, and their
nipples brushed before they embraced and kissed heatedly again.
"Come in here to this great bedroom," Cassandra said, leading
Laura quickly down the hall to an enormous bedroom with a huge round
waterbed in the center, covering with expensive fur blankets.
She pulled Laura down onto the bed and had her mouth on
Laura's breasts before Laura knew what was happening. She sucked
Laura's nipples thirstily, doing the same thing Laura had done with
her teeth. She looked up at Laura from under her long eyelashes as
she held one of Laura's wet, aching nipples between her teeth,
teasing Laura, tantalizing her, watching Laura's face. Laura knew
they were in for some very raw sex together.
She pushed Cassandra onto her back on the waterbed and slid
down her body, tugging the girl's bikini panties off and slipping
between her long, silky, very shapely thighs.
"Mmmmm, I know you've got something in here I want," she
murmured, kissing Cassandra's lovely sleek thighs, bringing her lips
closer and closer to the girl's oozing, blossoming pussy.
When her lips finally found it, Cassandra's long lovely body
stiffened, then shuddered with wild excitement.
"Ohhh! Ohhnnnnn god, yessss!" she sighed, moving her hips
slowly in rhythm with Laura's tongue as it slid in and out of her
long wet pussy.
Laura tongued and sucked Cassandra's beautiful pussy until the
girl was delirious, straining and wriggling, her fingers biting into
Laura's scalp as she pushed her cunt up into Laura's mouth.
"Oh god . . . I'm going to come," she panted. "I want you to
fuck me with your pussy. Fuck me with your pussy. I want to feel
it against mine. Quick! Oh god, quick!"
Laura knew this kind of desperation. She had felt it herself,
and even felt a touch of it now, a hot, urgent hunger for this
beautiful naked girl. Quickly they both maneuvered their legs and
groins together, both gasping as they felt their hot wet pussies
kiss and mash together.
"Oh . . . Jesus!" Laura gasped, weak with lust.
She held one of Cassandra's long, shapely legs and kissed the
girl's ankle and calf as they began slowly to grind their flowing
hot pussies together. But they didn't do it slowly for long. The
sensations brought on by their pussies grinding together drove them
both crazy with lust. They began pumping aggressively, jamming
their groins together, quivering, moaning almost hysterically as
both were inundated in only a few seconds by the powerful jolts of a
shared orgasm.
"Ohhnngg! Unnmggnnneeee!" Cassandra cried out, her lovely
lean body surging and writhing as the spasms wrenched her.
"Oh Jesus . . . ! Oh! Oh! Auunggh! Yes! Oh . . .
aunnggh!" Laura groaned, wracked by a fierce jolt of ecstacy,
feeling her wet, throbbing pussy totally melded to Cassandra's as
they came together.
It was one of the most violent orgasms Laura had had in a long
time. It took nearly a minute for her and Cassandra to regain their
breath, and untangle their bodies. But from the way their blazing
eyes locked as they embraced and kissed, Laura knew that even this
shattering orgasm had only been a foretaste of what they would do
together.
"You really like to fuck, don't you," Laura murmured against
Cassandra's lips.
"I like it with you," Cassandra breathed back. "You're good.
You've done this before."
"So have you."
"Mmmmm, but not with anyone as good as you."
Cassandra was an aggressive, insatiable lover. She had Laura
on her back quickly and was all over her, then between her thighs,
her mouth on Laura's pussy, tongue-fucking it and sucking it in a
harsh, passionate way that drove Laura wild. It reminded her of the
way Yvette sometimes ate her pussy: a white-hot, blazing hunger,
really a mouth-rape, which usually made Laura come hard in under a
minute.
And this time was no different. Her body quickly went out of
control, squirming and writhing, her hands flying to her breasts and
squeezing them, her fingers pinching her nipples fiercely.
"Oh . . . oh god oh Cassan---" she gasped, her frantic words
interrupted by a shocking uprush of coming. "Auungghiieee! Oh! Oh
yes please oh god yes! Auungghhh!"
With Cassandra's mouth glued to her pussy, she came and came,
almost choking as the spasms wracked her undulating body. Finally,
exhausted, she collapsed. Cassandra slid up face to face, smiling,
obviously very aroused by what she had just done to Laura.
"Laura . . . you're so beautiful," she murmured as they kissed
and coiled together.
Without speaking, Laura dropped her lips to Cassandra's lovely
hard breasts again and began to tease them as she had earlier. This
time, as she let one of Cassandra's large black wet nipples slide
back out of her mouth, catching it gently with her teeth, as
Cassandra watched, Laura sank her teeth deeper into the soft bulb.
"Angghh!" Cassandra gasped. "Oh god . . . are you going to
bite me? Are you going to hurt me?"
Her words aroused Laura wildly, reminding her as they did of
Karen. The girl was dying for it and terrified of it at the same
time. She wanted Laura to bite her. Laura dropped her hand to
Cassandra's crotch and found the girl's flooding open pussy with her
fingers. Oh, are you going to come hard and quick, she thought as
she gently massaged Cassandra's oily cuntlips and swollen clit.
"Oh! Oh!" Cassandra panted, quivering helplessly, looking
down at her thick, bulbous nipple between Laura's teeth.
Laura sucked the stiffening nipple back deep into her mouth,
then let it slip out slowly again. This time she sank her teeth
into Cassandra's nipple while scissoring the girl's clit between two
fingers at the same time, yanking hard, biting hard.
"Unnggg! Anngghh! Oh! Auungghmmnniieeee!" Cassandra cried
out, her lovely long body rising up off the mattress as a horrific
orgasm raked her.
Squealing and whimpering, she came in torrents, arching her
back, thrusting her pelvis into Laura's hand as Laura sucked and bit
her other nipple too, bringing on a second, explosive orgasm.
Finally, her hysterical cries subsided and her body relaxed. Laura
kissed her nipples softly, almost apologetically.
"I'm sorry. Do they hurt?" she asked.
Cassandra's eyes were still glazed from the force of the two
climaxes. "You can make them hurt like that whenever you want to,"
Cassandra said, still hoarse and half-breathless. "I knew from your
eyes that you knew how to fuck. Where'd you learn to do that?"
"Did you like it?" Laura teased, knowing the answer.
"I never came that hard before."
"I can make you come that hard again."
Almost immediately they began fucking again, unable to get
enough of each other, this time doing a sixty-nine and bringing one
another along slowly. But they were so absorbed that they didn't
realize another person was in the room until he spoke.
"Cass, it's getting so I can't even leave you alone for a
minute without you dragging some beautiful lesbian up here to
screw," he said, half-drawling with amusement as he watched the two
gorgeous, naked girls untangle their bodies and look across the room
at him.
It was the guy on whose arm Cassandra had earlier been hanging
at the fashion show, the one Laura assumed was Johnny, who Cassandra
had said could photograph her. He was a handsome, square-jawed,
cocky young man with a shock of red-gold hair, wearing a flannel
shirt unbuttoned down his chest, a sexy smirk on his face.
"This is Johnny," Cassandra said solemnly. "He gets jealous."
Laura smiled calmly. She could see that no one was going to
go running off in a fit of rage or shame. Things were getting
interesting. She hadn't had any group sex, especially with two such
attractive people, for a long time, in fact since Karen and Rick.
"Not of me, I hope," she said calmly, looking up at Johnny
from beneath her long eyelashes.
Johnny walked over to the bed. "Maybe you could both make it
up to me," he said, now grinning more broadly as he realized what
was happening.
"Maybe we could," Cassandra said in her deepest, smokiest
voice.
And suddenly Laura began to suspect that the girl had planned
it all. She had given herself and Laura enough time to indulge in
some heated, voracious sex, knowing that Johnny would arrive at a
certain time with an appetite for some himself. She had gambled
that Laura would not object. And Laura didn't.
"What do you think, Laura? Do you think we should invite him
to join us?"
Laura settled back into the cushions and expensive fur
blankets, stretching out her long, spectacular legs. She knew she
had a body and face men and women would die for, and she let Johnny,
and Cassandra, examine every inch of it. She ran one long finger
provocatively up and down the moist edge of her beautiful, gaping
pussy, watching their eyes.
"I'd hate to just send him away," she murmured.
Johnny began unzipping his pants, and Cassandra helped him out
of the rest of his clothes, so that he was naked in only a few
seconds. And Laura's eyes fell immediately to his stiff cock, which
was not as big as Rob's though still plenty big. But most of all,
it was beautifully shaped, the most perfectly proportioned cock she
had ever seen.
"Johnny has a pretty one, doesn't he," Cassandra said, quickly
curling her tongue around it and licking him with practiced sexual
skill.
"Pull him down here so we can share it," Laura said, and the
two girls pulled Johnny down onto the bed with them.
They held his tall, thick, rigid cock in their fingers and
took turns licking and sucking it until Johnny was aroused to a
frantic pitch.
"Oh god . . . don't go any farther, don't touch it!" he
suddenly said, pulling away from them. Then he chuckled. "Don't
want it to go off too soon, do you?"
"Johnny's easily aroused," Cassandra explained, sarcastically.
"Especially by new beautiful girls."
Laura deliberately tantalized him, dangling her delectable
young breasts in his face, pushing her nipples against his lips,
then moaning when he quickly, passionately sucked them.
"Oh shoot, I bet you want to fuck her since you've already
fucked me and she's so beautiful," Cassandra said, pouting
playfully.
"You did it with her," Johnny said.
"Mmmmm, you bet I did, and she's good," Cassandra purred.
They pulled Laura down between them, caressing and kissing
her, more aggressively by the second. Laura was twisting and
panting in only a short time, frantically aroused by Johnny's rough
sucking of her nipples and Cassandra's mouth again on her pussy.
She knew she had surrendered to them completely, and they knew
it, but she had no idea how far it would go until she felt Johnny
behind her, probing the crack of her ass with his fingers.
"Ohhhh . . . let's both fuck her at the same time," Cassandra
said, and Laura grimaced with intense pleasure as she felt Johnny's
finger invade her asshole while Cassandra's tongue was tickling her
clit.
Both at once, she thought. God, I really need a hot, hard
screwing, and they want to give it to me.
"Wouldn't you like that, Laura?" Cassandra asked. "For us
both to fuck you? Wouldn't you like it?"
"Oh! Unhh! Yes!" Laura panted. "Yes . . . please."
"Hear that, Johnny? Get the tube."
Johnny groped in a cabinet nearby for a tube of K-Y jelly and
quickly had his cock greased and Laura's asshole primed.
"Ohunngghh oh god . . . oh shit!" Laura groaned as she felt
his large cock penetrating her ass.
For a second she thought she would black out from the pain.
And yet Rob's cock was bigger than his, bigger than anybody's, and
she had taken it. But Johnny's was an ass-splitter, and she winced
with pain as it slid deeply up into her. Tears came to her eyes.
But Cassandra kissed her and sucked her breasts and slid down
to begin eating her pussy just as Johnny began to move the giant,
greased pole of his prick in and out of her ass. As soon as she
felt him fucking her, tears poured down her cheeks, but the intense
pain quickly gave way to a familiar hot pulsing pleasure that seemed
to increase by the second, as they both picked up the tempo.
God, I must not be a lesbian, she thought, or not only one.
Because I sure go wild when this happens to me.
Cassandra slid back up to Laura's face, still fucking Laura's
pussy with her hand, but kissing away the tears from Laura's cheeks,
and squeezing Laura's breasts with her free hand.
"It's good, isn't it," she panted. "He's done it to me, and I
know how it feels. Johnny can really fuck you in the ass, he knows
how, he can make you want to die, he can make you come like a
ammunition dump going up."
"Oh! Oh! Ungghh!" Laura whimpered as the huge shaft of his
cock plunged up into her ass, making her whole body quiver and
throb.
She knew she was close to coming, and he was too, and that the
next couple of minutes would involve some pretty savage fucking.
And now Cassandra began squeezing her breasts harder and pinching
her nipples, murmuring heatedly.
"You didn't think I'd let you bite my nipples without biting
yours in return, did you?" she said, dropping her mouth to them.
At the same time she continued raping Laura's pussy with her
hand, more roughly each moment. Laura was pinned between them,
groaning as each jabbing thrust sent Johnny's huge cock deep into
her ass, then quivering and whimpering as Cassandra's fingers probed
her pussy, and mashed her clit, and Cassandra's lips and teeth tore
at her nipples.
"Aoownnngg! Unghh! Unh! Unh! Owwngghchh! Oh shit!
Unggh!" Laura groaned as the tempo accelerated, and both of them
began fucking and raping her more brutally.
"Ohhhh . . . she's going to come, Johnny," Cassandra panted,
squeezing Laura's breasts mercilessly, then sinking her teeth into
one of Laura's swollen, protruding nipples.
"Aiieeee!" Laura cried out in pain. "Oh! Ungghhoowwnngg!"
Johnny was raping her ass murderously now, jabbing his huge
cock deep into her. It felt like a baseball bat, now hard as an
iron pipe as he grunted and swore, approaching a climax. Her body
throbbed with pain, and yet she could feel the approach herself of a
horrific orgasm. Cassandra's hand clawed at her flaming pussy, and
Johnny's ramrod cock pierced deep into her ass, and she erupted in
an excruciating orgasm at nearly the same second that she felt the
jism leap out of his prick into her.
"Auungghh! Aungghh!" he groaned, spurting into her, jabbing
it deeper, deeper.
But Laura was beyond crying out. A shattering climax hit her
like a locomotive, knocking the breath completely out of her as
piercing arrows of pleasure shot through her shuddering body. It
was a fierce seizure of coming, like few she had experienced,
clamped between these two people who were fucking her violently.
She came and came and then caught her breath and moaned in a deep
fit of ecstacy for about thirty seconds before the intensity began
to wane.
"Ohhnnnnn . . . ohhnnnnn!" she moaned, still quivering from
after shocks, feeling Johnny's large stiff prick slide back out of
her asshole, feeling Cassandra's hand release her pussy.
Cassandra was kissing her feverishly, murmuring softly. "Oh
baby, oh baby, you came so hard, so hard, so long," she whispered,
as Laura gradually regained her senses.
Her eyes focused out of the blur, and the wild, frenetic
throbbing of her body seemed to dissipate. Cassandra was kissing
Laura's poor, flaming nipples, which she had moments ago been
ravaging with her mouth. Laura winced, looking down.
"You two certainly know how to make a girl feel welcome in
your home," she said.
"Oh honey," Cassandra said, now rubbing her own naked breasts
against Laura's wounded ones, clearly aroused from what she had just
taken part in. "You haven't been fucked like that in years, admit
it. If ever. I'm so envious. It looked like you almost died of
coming."
"Too bad he can't do the same to you," Laura smiled.
"Are you kidding? Johnny makes a quick recovery, don't you
Johnny? At least the first time."
Johnny grinned and nodded. They looked down at his mammoth
cock, which was already swelling again as he listened to them.
"You and Johnny get to do me next, the same way," Cassandra
said.
Even though she felt like she'd been run over by a truck and
raped by a squad of especially brutal marines, Laura could feel
herself perk up at the idea of this. After a few more minutes rest,
she and Johnny had the beautiful tall black girl between them on the
waterbed, and Cassandra was going wild with lust, even wilder than
she had when Laura had fucked her earlier.
Cassandra came easily, and Laura quickly brought her to a
climax by eating her pussy, before Johnny had finished regreasing
his cock. Then she got to watch the breath-taking sight of him
sliding it into Cassandra's lovely, upraised ass.
The sight was heart-stopping, thrilling. The girl was very
beautiful, and her body was very beautiful. She had a small,
compact, beautifully-shaped ass that reminded Laura of Yvette's or
Jonelle's, and seeing Johnny's huge greased piston of a cock slide
deep into it, watching the grimace of pain spread over Cassandra's
lovely face, followed by the ineffable expression of being stuffed
and crammed full of him, excited Laura in ways she had never
expected.
Next she watched Johnny fuck her in the most brutal way
possible, reaming her ass violently with his huge stiff cock, until
tears were streaming down Cassandra's face, and she was yelping and
whimpering with each vicious lunge. And yet there was a touch of
Karen in Cassandra, who seemed to thrive on the pain and become even
more aroused by it somehow.
In the middle of this assault, she winced and implored Laura,
her eyes streaked with red, glazed with pain.
"Oh ungghh! Oh Laura . . . I want ownnggghh! Oh! I want you
too, Laura, please . . . to auuggnh! Oh god . . . to fuck me, you
too . . . Laura owwngghhcchhh!"
Johnny rolled her onto her side to present the front of her
body to Laura, who began kissing her and sucking her nipples,
quickly bringing Cassandra to a new fevered pitch of excitement.
She groaned and yelped as Johnny's enormous stiff cock continued
stabbing her, but her body was alive with quivering, straining,
wanton sexual excitement, her hot, feverish whimpering accelerating
as the tempo of fucking increased crazily.
She was getting an even more brutal fuck-mauling than Laura
had received, since Johnny had already come and his climax was
harder and longer to achieve the second time. But she seemed to
love it, moaning and sobbing and begging Laura to fuck her as hard
as Johnny was doing.
And Laura had no trouble complying. This was the most
exciting sexual event she had been part of since her last session of
maniacal perversion with Karen, and Cassandra's beautiful face and
body aroused her wildly anyway. She threw herself into it, sucking
and squeezing the girl's hard little breasts violently, then
slipping down to her crotch and hungrily eating her pussy.
"Unhg! Ungh! Ungh! Owwnnggh! Auunngg! Ohnng! Unghh!"
Cassandra grunted as Johnny's cock ripped into her ass again and
again.
Laura fastened her lips on the girl's swollen clit, sucking
her hard as Johnny seemed on the verge of coming, fucking Cassandra
more violently than ever. Cassandra writhed and moaned deliriously,
then stiffened, shuddered, and came explosively, screaming with
ecstacy, her body convulsed in terrible spasms. Her orgasm seemed
to bring on Johnny's, who spurted into her ass, groaning and still
reaming her as the jism leapt out of his prick.
It was all wildly violent and loud and explosive, then over in
seconds. Cassandra collapsed like a rag doll as Johnny pulled his
dying cock out of her rectum. Laura pulled away to give them room.
Her own lust had been reawakened by the experience, but for the
moment no one seemed interested in her.
Then, later, she and Cassandra fucked a couple of more times,
while Johnny watched, a curiously erotic experience for Laura, who
had rarely been observed. She found that it made things even more
exciting. She and Cassandra both climaxed several more times this
way before calling it a night. They took her back to her hotel in a
limousine and made her promise to call for another night like this,
whenever she got back to New York.
"Laura," Cassandra said solemnly to her, kissing Laura
passionately in the back seat of the limousine. "I've fucked some
hot chicks, I even fucked Whitney before she got married, but I
never came close to anyone as hot as you."
"Whitney?" Laura said, astonished. "Whitney Houston?"
Cassandra winked. "Why, you want me to fix you up with her?"
"You mean those rumors about her are true?"
"Girl, that little rich girl likes to do it. But you're too
late. She gave up girls when they started saying all that shit
about her."
Laura gave Cassandra a mock pout. "Oh, too bad."
"It's been hot," Cassandra said, with another kiss. "Don't
forget me. Or Johnny."
"How could I?" Laura said, slipping out of the limousine and
trying to walk into her hotel without letting everyone know what
Johnny had been doing to her.