Date: Mon, 19 Nov 2007 06:50:19 -0800
From: Miranda Mars <mirandamars4@hotmail.com>
Subject: Laura's Story 13
Laura's Story -- An Interracial Lesbian Romance -- by Miranda Mars -- Chapter 13
As it turned out, Rina really was exhausted. Laura was too,
but she hungered so passionately for the girl's luscious body that
she was willing to drive herself past exhaustion in search of yet
another orgasmic seizure. But she too finally yielded to fatigue,
and reluctantly watched as Rina covered up her sleek, naked flesh
with her clothing and departed.
It's tomorrow, when she wakes up and realizes what she's done,
that I have to worry about, Laura thought. I know, because I did it
myself. She'll wonder if she's a lesbian. No matter how good we
fucked, how many times she came, or how hard, that's what she'll be
thinking. Am I a lesbian? Am I weird? Abnormal?
So Laura decided to give Rina time. Not to pressure her. She
herself was as hot to do it all over again the next day as she had
been before, but she purposely refrained from phoning Rina, and did
her best to avoid the girl at work. Let her come back to me of her
own accord, she thought. If she can remember how good it was, she'll
be back. It just may take her a while, that's all.
But after a week passed, she began to grow anxious. She had
started having fantasies about Rina again, but this time they were
based on their actual experiences together, and doubly arousing. One
day she was eating a brown bag lunch in the sun on a bench in the
office park where she worked, having a delicious fantasy of eating
Rina's succulent pussy, when someone sat down next to her on the
bench and jarred her out of it.
"Hi," said a familiar voice.
Laura squinted, trying to quite the hot racing of her blood.
It was Karen. And even though Laura felt a mixture of feelings, her
blood would not quiet down. Karen looked gorgeous, and the old hot
yearning for her started instantly.
"Oh . . . hi," Laura said, diffidently.
"You don't mind if I sit here?"
"No. I guess not."
Part of Laura hated Karen. Just a little hot pants tart, she
thought, looking at the way Karen was dressed. The black girl wore a
low-cut blouse that revealed the cleavage between her swelling
breasts. Her eyes smouldered as she gazed at Laura, and Laura
remembered how hot Karen was just below her distant, controlled
surface. The girl loved to fuck, and it hadn't taken anything like
the maneuvering Laura had gone through with Rina to get Karen to
yield. Laura hated her for that, but it excited her too.
She could still see Rick's huge, wet cock sliding deep into
Karen's ass, then into her clinging pussy, then into her ass again.
She could still hear the girl's strangled cries of passion, still see
Karen's beautiful face contorted in excruciating ecstacies as fierce
orgasms rocked her shuddering body.
The thoughts aroused her wildly, even though she wanted to seem
frosty and remote.
"I don't suppose I could ask you to forgive me, but I wish we
could still be friends," Karen said softly.
Laura was alarmed to find tears in her own eyes when she looked
up at the girl. She blinked.
"How could we?" she croaked softly.
"Oh Laura---"
"No," Laura shook her head.
"Laura, I . . ." Karen raised one finger and caressed Laura's
cheek. "I'm not seeing him any more."
Laura's tears had spilled over by now and her cheeks were slick
and wet. She felt Karen's hand grab hers and squeeze it.
"I want you," Karen said under her breath, glancing around to
see if they could be overheard.
Laura didn't know what to feel. Trying to look down, not to
look at Karen through the blur of her unexpected tears, her eyes fell
Karen's sleek, bare legs, breathtakingly beautiful. Karen wore a
miniskirt, and the upper parts of her hard, glossy thighs were
visible. Laura tried not to let lust overcome her, but she recalled
those beautiful thighs . . . and what was between them, Karen's
delicious pussy, which she had known intimately.
"I want you too," she whispered, still not looking up. "I
always have."
"I didn't mean to hurt you."
"I know."
"He put some kind of . . . spell on me. I don't know . . ."
"You don't have to explain."
"I need you."
"Oh god. Where can we go?"
"A motel?"
"Not enough time," Laura said, looking at her watch. "I have
to be back to work in twenty minutes."
"I can't wait till after work," Karen said, her eyes pulsing
wildly with sex as she gazed into Laura's.
"I can't either."
They got to their feet, looking around, as if they could hide
behind a nearby bush and quickly fuck each other, without being
discovered.
"I know," Karen said. "My car. It's in the parking garage."
"You think it's safe?"
"Of course." They were already walking. Fast. "Nobody goes
there in the middle of the day."
They reached the parking garage in three minutes and rode up
the elevator to the floor where Karen was parked. She had been
right. The garage was deserted, though it smelled of gas fumes and
motor oil. They got into the back seat of her car.
"What if somebody sees us?" Laura said. "They'll think
something's fishy if we're in the back."
"We'll get down, so they can't see us," Karen said, pulling
Laura down onto the seat and kissing her with searing, thirsting
passion. "Oh girl . . . girl," she moaned. "No one's as good as
you."
She quickly got one hand inside Laura's skirt and slipped her
fingers under Laura's panties.
"Unhh!" Laura gasped as she felt two of Karen's fingers
penetrate her wet pussy.
She kissed the black girl's neck and shoulders, pulling down
Karen's blouse and bra frantically, freeing one sculptured black
breast and devouring the puffy black nipple.
"Ohhnnnn!" Karen whimpered urgently. "God, do it hard, girl!
Yes! Ohnnn!"
"Oh! Karen, I'm going to come!" Laura panted uncontrollably.
"I want to come with you!"
"Yes, honey, oh yes!"
Even though they were cramped in the tight back seat, Laura
managed to slip her hand up under Karen's miniskirt and pull down
Karen's panties. Karen opened her hard, sleek thighs and let Laura's
fingers invade her oozing cunt, groaning softly as Laura rubbed her
clit. They were both so aroused that they couldn't hold back a
thing. They hand-fucked each other in a wild frenzy, panting and
moaning and whimpering hysterically as a quick, sharp orgasm engulfed
them together.
"Nnggmnnggiieeee!" Laura wailed into Karen's neck, coming in
hot spasms, her body churning and grinding into the black girl.
"Oh! Ungggnnhhiiieeee!" Karen cried out too, pressing her face
into the seatcover, trying to stifle her ecstatic cries.
Gasping for air, they held each other, reunited in the fierce
shocks of a shared orgasm, a climax made even more intense by their
recent separation and mistrust. Laura, as she lay half-clothed in
Karen's arms, with Karen's fingers still embedded in her throbbing
pussy, wondered how she had managed without the girl so long. And
then she thought of Rina, and again wondered how Rina would feel
knowing this was happening.
Now it was Karen's eyes that were brimming with tears. She
kissed Laura with deep emotion.
"I . . . don't mean that it's all physical," she murmured.
"It's not. But no matter how I come with him, it's never like it is
with you."
"Even when he's ramming you in both holes?" Laura asked, half-
spitefully.
Karen looked away for a moment. "Girl, for sheer brutal
bliss, you ought to try it. There's nothing like it. But with you,
it's the feelings as well as the fucking that makes it so intense.
Because I feel so strongly toward you, I really come."
Suddenly, both girls froze. They heard voices in the garage,
then a car door slamming, an ignition starting.
"Oh god!" Laura whispered. "Do you think they saw us?"
"How could they?" Karen said. "We're down here. Shhhh! Just
wait till they leave. Don't move."
"I don't want to move anyway," Laura said, kissing her. "I
want to do it again."
Finally, the car drove off. They listened carefully for a long
time. Then they sat up and adjusted their clothing.
"Feel like I been raped," Karen grinned.
"Me too. But it isn't half of what I'd like to do to you."
"Feeling's mutual, girl. You want a ride home after work?"
"Only if you promise we can spend the night together."
Karen risked giving Laura a scorching French kiss. "That's my
promise," she said.
They went to Karen's place, and by morning they could barely
walk. Laura was sure they had never fucked so much before in one
night, even at the height of their affair before Rick. They each had
about twenty orgasms apiece before losing count. Neither girl had
thought they could discover anything new about fucking together, but
they ran through their entire repetoire and then seemed to reach new
heights of ecstacy.
Their last climax together took place on the floor of the
kitchen, where they had gone to cook some breakfast. Still unable to
keep their hands off each other, they had begun kissing, and quickly
were out of their bathrobes and coiling together on the floor beside
the stove, whimpering, keening, finally sobbing and whinnying through
a last, sharp, bursting orgasm that left them both weak and
breathless.
"I can say one thing," Karen gasped as they disentangled their
throbbing bodies and slipped back into their bathrobes. "I think one
reason I went off with Rick is that you and I come close to killing
each other each time we do this. Girl, my pussy is sore. Even
being stabbed by his huge cock doesn't make it sore like it is after
you've been eating it for a whole night.
"
"Ohhhh, you know I don't want to make you sore," Laura teased,
kissing her, dropping her hand to Karen's crotch and tickling the
girl's fantastic pussy. "I just want to make you come."
"Boy, you sure know how to do that."
"I have half a mind to tie you to the bed just so you'll be
there every night when I get home."
Karen's eyes flashed excitedly, even though they had already
exhausted each other with fucking. "And what would you do then?" she
teased.
"Don't even think about it, darling," Laura teased back. "You
haven't got the strength for one more orgasm."
"Mmmmm . . . don't be so sure. You know how to stir my embers,
girl," she said, entwining her arms around Laura again, kissing her
with renewed passion.
"But how can we possibly do it again?" Laura whispered against
the girl's silky black cheek.
"Didn't you say something about tying me to the bed?" Karen
murmured back.
Laura could feel her blood rising again too. In a night full
of torrid fucking and wild, repeated climaxing, they had not yet got
really perverted, as in their previous nights.
Now Karen kissed one of Laura's ears and snaked her tongue into
it. "Don't you want to tie me up and fuck me?" she whispered. "One
last time? I might not feel like it next time."
Fortunately, it was Saturday. Neither one had to go to work.
Laura's mind began racing, and her blood was already simmering again.
She tried to remember where she had put the rope.
"Or maybe you'd rather have me tie you up and fuck you," Karen
whispered in her ear.
Laura grabbed her roughly, digging her fingers into Karen's
smooth flesh fiercely. Both of them were growing more excited by the
second.
"You first," she said softly. Her hands came up to Karen's
wonderfully firm breasts and she squeezed them sharply through the
cloth of Karen's bathrobe.
"Yes!" Karen gasped. "And don't hold anything back."
"I won't."
They went back to the bedroom. Laura remembered that she had
put the rope in a box and stored it on a shelf inside her closet.
She got it out, uncoiled it, and both girls were gripped by a sudden,
wild shudder as they saw it fall loose on the floor.
Karen's eyes burned into Laura's as she slowly removed her
robe. It was almost as if Laura had never seen the girl's beautiful
naked body before. She bent to pick up the rope.
"Are you going to tie me to the bed?" Karen teased.
Laura stepped closer. "I'm going to tie you up and fuck you,"
she whispered.
"Oh god."
"You like to be treated rough, don't you."
"It makes me wet."
"Lie down on the bed."
Karen obeyed. "On my back?"
"Yes."
Laura had a brass framed bed. Starting at the bottom, she tied
one of Karen's ankles to one corner of the foot frame, and the other
ankle to the other corner, spreading Karen's legs wide apart.
Karen's cunt was already puckered and pink and shiny in the dense
black curls of her pubic hair. Laura, who had spent the whole night
sucking and licking it, was mesmerized by the wet, inflamed cleft,
her body tensing with desire as she gazed at it.
She drew the long end of the rope up under Karen's ass, over
her shoulder, and down between the girl's luscious, naked breasts.
Carefully, lovingly, she looped the coils first around one perfect
breast three times, then around the other one three times, pulling
the coils tight, but not so tight that they pinched Karen's skin,
only tight enough to make her breasts swell and bulge. Karen's
nipples ballooned and gleamed, large satin black bulbs popping out
from her strangled breasts.
Both of them looked down at the hard, round balls, the silky
black skin pulled taut and shiny. Laura could hardly stop herself
from devouring Karen's flaring, bursting nipples immediately.
"You like them like that, don't you," Karen said softly, her
voice smoky and full of temptation.
"God, I want to swallow them," Laura confessed.
"Are you going to?"
"Yes!"
"Hurry."
Karen lay down now while Laura tied one wrist to one side of
the brass headboard, then Karen's other wrist to the other side. Now
Karen was completely vulnerable, her wrists and ankles tied to the
four corners of the bed. Her thighs were widely splayed, her wet
pussy open and inviting, her throttled, roped breasts hard and
bulging up from her body.
Laura shed her own bathrobe, enjoying Karen's hungry eyes on
her body. She straddled Karen's waist, rubbing her own wet pussy
against Karen's naked midriff, filling her hands with Karen's
engorged, roped breasts and squeezing them hard, hard enough to make
water appear in the girl's sex-murky eyes.
"You're going to make me come first," she said under her
breath, feeling her pulse pound so hard she thought it might burst
through her veins.
"Oh . . . girl, you'd better gag me," Karen panted, her face
contorted with need. "I'll scream. Please."
"Not until after you make me come."
She moved up so that her knees were straddling Karen's head,
then lowered her pussy to the girl's mouth.
"You're going to make me come first," she whispered again.
"Before you can come, you have to make me come. If it's not good,
I'll make you do it again. Understand?"
Karen nodded her head vigorously, whimpering excitedly.
Laura held her cuntlips open with her fingers and lowered her
pulsing pussy onto Karen's mouth. She shivered as Karen's tongue
slithered up into her, and Karen's lips tugged at her clit. Even
though Karen could not use her arms or legs, she passionately
attacked Laura's cunt with her mouth, sucking and mauling it until
Laura was keening and shaking with wild excitement.
"Oh! Oh!" Laura whimpered. "Oh girl!"
"Are you going to come?" Karen panted.
"Oh . . . yes!" Laura gasped, moving down Karen's body until
her splayed groin was over Karen's tightly-bound breasts.
"Oh Jesus," Karen said, her eyes glazed and swimming with lust.
Laura took one of Karen's hard, bulging breasts in both hands.
She squatted, her body quivering and tense, bringing her clit down on
the swollen black bulb of Karen's large nipple. Then she rubbed her
clit hard with Karen's nipple, back and forth, churning her hips,
gagging hysterically, almost fainting as a quick, shocking uprush of
coming suddenly gripped her body.
"Ungghh! Oh!" she cried out. "Anngghiiieee!"
The orgasm struck her so sharply that she nearly lost her
balance, falling temporarily to the side and releasing Karen's
strangled breast as wave after wave of intense bliss flowed through
her flesh.
"Unnnnhhhh! Unhhh!" Karen panted and moaned, her own lust
heightened by Laura's fierce orgasm. "Oh god, girl, do me," she
begged. "Do me, do me. Fuck me. Quick! Please!"
Still reeling from the force of her orgasm, Laura covered
Karen's sensual mouth with her own, kissing her passionatley. "Oh
honey, you made me come so hard!" Laura panted. "Just for that I'm
really going to rape you. I'm going to make you suffer."
"Ohhhh . . . please!" Karen begged, squirming excitedly. "Gag
me first. I'll scream. Do me hard, girl, do me hard! I'll scream."
Laura's eyes narrowed as she watched the voluptuous black
girl's luscious, quivering body. "I know you will," she said,
staring deeply into Karen's eyes.
Her mind was casting about for some way to make this orgasm
even more special. Still thinking, she snatched up her own panties,
wet with her cunt juices, from the floor. She knew that would excite
Karen wildly. She balled them up and stuffed them in the girl's
mouth, then fastened the ball tight with a thin belt from the closet,
tying the leather behind Karen's neck.
Now Karen's eyes were wild with crazy need and fear. She knew
Laura well enough to know that Laura would make her suffer, since she
had begged for it. And now she was totally vulnerable. And Laura
teased her, knowing how it would make Karen even hotter.
"You want me to hurt you, don't you," she murmured, kissing the
girl's marvelous flat stomach. "You want me to bite you, don't you.
And do . . . other things to you."
"Nggmmnnn!" Karen nodded, her eyes on fire.
"Mmmmmm . . . I've got an idea," she murmured again, nipping at
the taut, curved undersides of Karen's throttled breasts with her
teeth, making the girl whimper and whinny hysterically.
She took the hard globes of Karen's beautiful breasts in both
hands, squeezing them sharply again, watching again as the water
welled up in Karen's excited eyes. Then, very carefully, she bent
and kissed rings around the girl's bulbous nipples, not touching
them, only coming close, feeling Karen's body stiffen with
anticipation each time Laura's mouth came close, then veered away.
She brought her face close to Karen's. "You want me to suck
them, don't you."
"Nnggmmnn!" Karen nodded frantically.
"You want me to bite them."
"Nnnggmnnn!" Again Karen nodded, her body squirming and
shaking at the thought.
"You want me to treat you rough so you can come, right?"
Again Karen nodded, nearly faint with need.
"Well . . . you'll just have to wait a minute," Laura said,
bouncing up from the bed and running away down the hall.
She had remembered that she had bought some vegetables the day
before, specifically a couple of cucumbers, which were sitting in a
basket on the kitchen table. They were both about eight inches long,
and fairly fat, maybe an inch and a half in diameter. Instead of
grabbing one, she grabbed both, not really knowing why. And she
quickly snatched a bottle of cooking oil from the cupboard.
What she planned to do with these things was only half-formed
in her mind, but she knew she could use them somehow to make Karen
burst with ecstacy, and that was enough. And Karen seemed to know it
too as soon as she saw Laura come through the door with the cucumbers
and oil in her hands. Her body began trembling deliciously, and her
face crawled with renewed anticipation and fear.
Laura sat next to the girl on the bed, putting the bottle of
oil on the bedstand. She took one fat cucumber and began to caress
Karen's naked, trussed body with it, running the thick, hard tube
between Karen's silky thighs, tickling her buns with it, then
bringing it up to the girl's entrapped, bulging breasts. She rubbed
it between them, then tickled each of Karen's large, sensitive
nipples with the tip of it.
"Mmmmmm," she teased and tormented Karen, "you know, Rick's
cock is pretty big, certainly the biggest one I ever felt, but I
think this is even bigger, don't you? Thicker? God, wouldn't you
like to be fucked by one this big?"
She dropped the cucumber and grazed Karen's wet, puffy cuntlips
with it, making Karen gurgle and whimper excitedly.
"You want me to fuck you with it, don't you," she whispered,
bending down now and kissing Karen's neck and shoulders, then
dropping her mouth to the girl's tortured, bound breasts while still
caressing Karen's inflamed pussy with the cucumber at the same time.
Karen nodded slowly, her eyes rolling up under her eyelids, her
body trembling. Laura's tongue flicked at Karen's swollen nipples,
sending the girl into a frenzy of urgent need. Karen whimpered and
squirmed. Laura teased her some more before finally holding one
luscious breast in her hand and sucking Karen's large, bursting
nipple deep into her mouth.
A deep moan came from Karen's throat. She writhed and her face
grimaced with intense pleasure. As she sucked the girl's beautiful
breast, Laura slipped the end of the cucumber between Karen's oozing
cuntlips and began to fuck the girl with it slowly, carefully.
Karen's hips began to move, her pelvis began to churn in slow fuck-
motions, responding to Laura's movements.
Only the tip of the fat cucumber was in Karen's cunt, but Laura
forced more of it in with each thrust, until Karen's pussy was
expanding to accept it. Karen's eyes were wide and glassy with
intense sexual excitement as the huge thing slid in and out of her
pussy. She whimpered softly with each penetration. Laura fucked her
slowly, knowing how she was raising the girl's level of arousal,
careful not to let it spill over too soon.
She sucked Karen's large nipple harder too, and began to
insinuate with her teeth, letting the girl feel them, which again
sent Karen into a frenzy of excitement. Her hips began to churn
faster, and her whimpering grew louder.
Suddenly, Laura stopped. "Oh no you don't," she said, smiling,
teasing. "You want to come too quickly. I'm not going to let you."
Karen's eyes implored her, begged her pitifully. Her lovely
body quivered with need, her nipples hard and wet from Laura's mouth.
Laura continued smiling as everything became clearer to her. She
pulled a pillow down from the head of the bed and wedged it
underneath Karen's perfect ass, raising the girl's cheeks and making
the split between her round, black buns more vulnerable.
Now Laura opened the bottle of cooking oil. She poured some
onto her fingers and then smeared the second cucumber with it.
Karen's eyes grew wider as she understood what was coming.
"Oh . . . you like that, do you?" Laura teased. "Honey . . .
are you ever going to come hard."
She parted Karen's firm buns with one hand and slid two of her
oiled fingers up into Karen's asshole, rotating them to open it
further. Karen gulped, and her eyes watered. Her body stiffened and
arched.
When Laura had the girl's asshole open enough, she took the
cucumber and began to slide it into Karen's ass.
"Mnnnawwnnggg!" Karen groaned as the long, fat tube penetrated
her body. "Nggg! Mnnngg!"
Tears squirted from her eyes this time, and a horrible grimace
of pain contorted her face. But Laura forced the cucumber in deep.
Karen's body twitched and flexed, and she groaned again. Laura
leaned over her, brushing Karen's wincing face with her own naked
breasts. At the same time, she began moving the huge cucumber in and
out of Karen's ass, feeling Karen stiffen and shudder with each
thrust.
The first cucumber had fallen out of Karen's cunt, because of
all her churning and shaking. Laura picked it up and slid it back
into the girl's inflamed pussy. Karen, her cunt and ass completely
crammed, went wild, quivering and moaning and writhing. Laura began
to fuck her with both huge tubes, doing it slowly and sensually.
Karen's face was torn with blissful mixture of pain and
excruciating pleasure. She moaned and whimpered, her beautiful body
squirming and twisting as Laura picked up the pace. And now Laura
knew it was time to put on the finishing touch, the extra that always
made Karen explode with ecstacy. The girl was already on the verge
of a ferocious climax.
Both of Laura's hands were occupied in fucking Karen's pussy
and asshole with the cucumbers. But the girl's bulging, rope-
strangled breasts were standing straight up from her quivering body
like two hard balls. Laura bent her mouth to them, sucking Karen's
nipples harder and harder, and finally sinking her teeth into the
large, rubbery bulbs, biting Karen's nipples and fucking her ass and
pussy so hard at the same time that Karen nearly passed out when her
orgasm hit her.
She moaned sharply, her body stiffening, arching, then
shuddering through fierce spasms and shocks, her face torn with
excruciating paroxysms of ecstacy.
"MMMNGGGNNIEEENNMMGGHH!" she cried out, her screams muffled by
the gag in her mouth but coming from deep in her chest as she heaved
and strained through the cataclysm of her climax.
The wrenching spasms seemed to last for a full minute, and when
they began to subside, and Karen's body began to slump back to the
mattress, Laura renewed her attack. She knew she had Karen on a
plateau of arousal, and that she could make her come again with
skillful caresses.
She kissed Karen's neck and shoulders and cheeks and whispered
hot, exciting obscenities in her ear.
"Oh god, girl, I'm going to fuck you and rape you even more,
you bitch, I'm going to make you die of coming, I'm going to rape
your ass and swallow your beautiful boobs and ram it into your pussy
until you cream until you come and come and beg me to stop . . ."
"Unngghh . . . mmnngggg!" Karen moaned, writhing, her body
undulating and twisting urgently.
And Laura began to fuck her slowly again, building her up again
to a peak of unbearable need. She lowered her face between the
girl's splayed thighs and got her lips around the swollen red berry
of Karen's clit, sucking and tonguing it while rotating the cucmber
inside Karen's ass, then fucking her asshole rapidly and roughly with
it. Karen strained so hard at the ropes holding her ankles and
wrists to the bed that she seemed like she was trying to tear them
loose.
In about thirty seconds more she was straining and groaning and
coming again, wracked by a shattering climax that Laura prolonged
almost to the point of pain by continuing to suck Karen's clit and
rape her ass, jabbing every last spasm of intense pleasure out of the
girl's tortured body.
By now the poor, exhausted girl was twitching involuntarily,
grimacing from almost unendurable bliss, moaning and whimpering
hysterically, insane with sexual arousal and intense pleasure all
mixed up together. And Laura was just as insane from need. The
intense way she was fucking the girl, and the stupefying power of
Karen's orgasms, aroused Laura so much that she knew she would come
herself just from wiggling her ass on the bedspread, if she didn't
watch out.
Quickly she untied both of Karen's wrists and pulled her up
into a sitting position. Then she wriggled her own body around and
slipped one leg under one of Karen's, taking the cucumber that was
protruding from Karen's cunt and slipping the free end into her own.
Then she drove forward with her groin, jamming the huge thing deep
into both of them.
"Ungghh!" she groaned as she felt the monster penetrate her.
Oh god, so this is what she's been feeling! she thought as she
felt her body engorged with the massive hard tube.
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