[Ty]
Tonya, whom Laura had found so
compellingly desirable that she had temporarily transgressed her rule of recent
years against getting involved with anyone from work, had only stayed at their
company a few weeks before quitting and moving to Silicon Valley with her
mother. The evening she had arrived late
for their tryst with her friend Ty, when her aunt had suffered a stroke and
Tonya had accompanied her mother to the hospital, was actually the last time
Laura had seen her. Her aunt had subsequently
taken a turn for the worse, then died, and she and her
mother had moved south to
Mountain View
to live with other relatives.
Laura did not miss her much at the
time since she was involved deeply with Makeeda while she was home, then with
Nyomi and Bonnie, but occasionally her thoughts drifted back to the golden-hued
girl with the spectacular body, the girl who admired her own nakedness in the
mirror and even asked her lover to comment on its perfection, the girl who
could also lie down while drunk and allow six men to fuck her in sequence at a
party, behavior that made Laura smile and shudder in the same instant. Tonya was a caution, and a whirlwind in
bed. And she did have a perfect, dark
golden body. Wow.
These thoughts did not come to
Laura until well after Makeeda had embarked on her latest jaunt, to a club in
Orlando
,
then one in
Atlanta
. Her reputation was growing and spreading, and
she was rarely home now for over two weeks.
And even then Laura did not think
of Tonya on her own.
She was reminded of her by a phone call from Ty, Tonya's friend, that
marvelous, sloe-eyed, alto voiced, drawling, lean, dark, svelte beauty.
"Hi, Laura," Ty drawled on the
other end of the line. "You never called
me."
In truth, Laura had about fifteen excuses
for this. But of course they all sounded
like excuses. "I thought you and Tonya
were hooking up and didn't really need me any more."
She knew there was some truth to
this. They had known each other since
high school and seen each other naked many times and probably wanted to fuck
but shied away from it. Laura had been
the catalyst. On the other hand, without
the complications of her own private life to interfere, Laura would not have
let anything stand in the way of consuming both of them often and repeatedly.
"I can see how you felt that way,"
Ty drawled on lazily, "but I thought we had something special. You know, something
we sort of made together before Tonya got there. I was sort of looking forward to the two of
us."
Laura had to acknowledge that this
too was true. By the time Tonya had
showed up late, Ty and Laura were starting to devour one another and could have
very well done without her. "I know,"
she said softly into the phone. "I
know.
Me too."
"I called to tell you I'm house-sitting
again. My Mom and Dad went to
Virginia
for two weeks so see his brother.
Just me.
Thought you might come by for a swim."
Laura remembered that Ty's parents'
magnificent, sprawling suburban house had a delicious pool in the backyard,
which the three of them had completely ignored, being so eager to indulge in
their hot little lesbian orgy. The
thought of stretching out languidly in the warm water while naked with this
marvelous slender black girl was almost too much for Laura to bear. She noticed her hand gripping the phone
receiver very tensely.
"God . . . I can't wait," she
whispered into the phone.
"When?"
She could feel Ty's lazy, sensual,
bemused smile as if it were traveling over the wires to her ear. "I'm sitting in the Jacuzzi right now. Too bad you can't drop everything and join
me. Traffic's better at this time of
day, too."
She was right. And Laura could feel her crotch moistening as
they talked. Oh god, I want her. She is so hot. But work was work. Her shoulders fell.
Duty before pleasure.
"I can't make it until about six."
Ty pouted. "Oh . . . damn."
"My sentiments
exactly.
What can I bring?"
Ty let a meaningful silence elapse,
and Laura could feel that bemused smile again at the other end. "I think that strap-on thing you brought last
time would be about perfect."
Laura swallowed, feeling her pulse
race. In her mind's eye she could still
see Ty fucking her friend Tonya with the strap-on, crouching over her
beautiful, supine body, embracing her, fucking her slowly, romantically. It had been a thrilling moment. "Okay."
"We can purloin another bottle of
my Daddy's expensive vino. He hasn't
even discovered that we drank the last one yet.
At least he hasn't mentioned it."
Laura whispered into the
phone. "Frankly, darling, I'm more
interested in drinking you."
Ty laughed softly. "I was hoping you'd say that. See you at six?"
If I had a dollar for every time
I've had to work through the afternoon knowing I was going to bury my face in a
gorgeous black pussy at the end of the day and fly to heaven, I'd be richer
than Amber Grant, Laura thought, as she gathered her papers together for yet
another meeting. At the end of the day
she wearily drove to
Lafayette
,
almost too tired even to think of the delights that awaited her.
But that fatigue vanished
swiftly at the door, where Ty greeted her wearing a shockingly tiny red bikini
that covered nearly nothing of her acutely desirable lean black body.
She saw Laura gaping.
"Eyes back in your head, girl," she
whispered, letting Laura in, then carefully locking
the door behind her. "You've seen this
skinny bod before."
"But I guess I've forgotten how
gorgeous it is," Laura breathed. Should
I kiss her now? she wondered. God, I want to just drag her to the floor and
ravish her like a platoon of the Roman army.
Ty smiled her patented smile of
faint amusement. What fools these
mortals be.
Lusting after me as if I were a hard catch.
"You are so sweet."
"You seem . . . dry. I thought you were sitting in the Jacuzzi or
swimming in the pool all day."
Ty shook her head. "I've been shaving my pussy . . . to make it
suitable for dining," she said with a straight face. Then she broke up, seeing Laura's smile. "Actually, I have to shave it a little to
wear this skimpy thing." She did a
pirouette. "I have what is known in my
circles as a bushy box."
"But you have the perfect body for
a bikini."
"Right."
Ty did another, this time more slow and
sensual, pirouette.
"Skinny.
No tits.
Some ass but not enough.
Long bony legs."
Laura smiled and ran a finger along
her bare chocolate shoulder and down her shapely arm. "You are too cruel. I think your body is wildly attractive."
Ty smiled slyly. "Mmmmm, does that mean you're ready for
dining?"
"I think I'd like a swim first,"
Laura said, hungry enough for fucking but realizing that they had hours
together, and a little unwinding and relaxing could not hurt.
She still felt her Roman army lust
for Ty's lissome, near-naked, dark body, but she was also in the habit of often
swimming after work with Makeeda, and the water beckoned. The corners of Ty's voluptuous mouth moved
upward in a slightly amused grin. She
crooked one long, black finger at Laura.
"Come with me and I'll get you a
suit. You can probably fit into one of
mine."
"Not if they're that skimpy."
Ty grinned back over her shoulder
as Laura followed her. "What does it
matter? They're not going to be on long
anyway."
Laura could not keep her eyes off
Ty's swelling black bottom. Ty might not
think it was a good one, and it certainly wasn't in the Jane or Dee Dee
category (few were), but it was still beautifully shaped, high and up-curved,
and Laura was about ready to skip the swim and beg to dig her fingers into it,
and suck and bite and kiss it ravenously.
Ty seemed oblivious to this and
took Laura into her bedroom, where she spread out several bikinis on her
bed. "Take one and join me out at the
pool. I'll get a bottle of wine.
Red or white?"
"Red."
Ty gave her an alluring smile and
disappeared. The sexual tension, already
high, seemed to have jumped up a notch as Laura stood there trying to select
which of Ty's sexy bikinis to wear. She
set her little valise containing the strap-on apparatus down on the end of the
mattress and chose a little white thing with large red dots all across the
fabric, such fabric as there was. There
was only enough cloth on top and bottom for a few colored dots, but they did
give it flare and panache.
In the mirror as she posed for
herself, Laura realized that she too looked pretty good in one of these. Good enough to fuck . . . if you like this
type, she winked at herself. Me, I
prefer the dark, slender, sultry type like the one who usually wears these
little wisps of cloth. Imagine how this
looks on her marvelous body.
She found her way back through the
house to the sliding door that led out to the pool, where Ty was waiting for
her, sitting in a deck chair by a glass table on which sat two huge wide-bodied
wine glasses each a third full with dark red wine.
She grinned slyly at Laura,
admiring Laura's now near-naked body in her bikini, and nodded to the
glasses. "Be very careful. This is Daddy's most expensive stemware, and
he forbids anyone to use it."
"Then why are we using it? I could drink
out of a peanut butter jar."
Ty shook her head slowly, her sly
grin turning sardonic. "Expensive wine
deserves expensive stemware. First law
of the yuppie wine religion. Excuse me,
buppie wine religion. Or is it the
second law? I forget. You look like Stephanie Seymour in that
bikini."
Laura blushed momentarily. "It's been years since anybody's told me
that," she said, almost demurely.
"She isn't any better looking than
you are. I didn't realize I had these
tendencies then, but I think years ago when I used to see her in the magazines
I wanted to go to bed with her."
"What's a buppie?"
"You know,
a black yuppie. That's what my Dad is."
Laura sat in the chair across from
her and they delicately clinked glasses. The wine was indeed heavenly, though Laura
knew little about expensive wines. She
could tell, however, that it was better than the wine she habitually drank, not
being able to afford anything better.
"Let's get naked and get in the
pool before we get too much of a buzz on," Ty finally drawled, smiling sly at
Laura. Her smile said: We are so going
to fuck each other senseless.
"Naked?" Laura grinned. "I just got to put this marvelous little
thing on and already you're making me take it off? Anyway, I don't look as much like Stephanie
Seymour with it off."
"I know," Ty drawled again in her
best Lauren Bacall manner. "You look
better."
"Oh god, I think I'm being
seduced."
Ty's black eyes twinkled. She stood and walked over the edge of the
pool. Then she quickly loosened the two
strings that held the top of her bikini in place. The whole thing fell away revealing the small
swellings of her delectable mini-breasts and her large, jutting, coal-black
nipples, springing up from their puffy little areolas.
God, she was breath-taking. Laura swallowed. She set her own wine glass down on the table
for fear of breaking it. True, Ty had a
lean body, not the opulent curves of a Nyomi, or even the compact but
marvelously curvaceous simplicity of a Bonnie, both of whom Laura had been
devouring lately. Her body reminded
Laura a little of darling Joy's: almost what used to be called 'boyish,' very
long-waisted, long thin thighs, pretty little high butt, chiseled collarbones,
slim hips.
Altogether
enchanting, in its way.
And of
course she was much darker than Joy, about as dark as Bonnie. Laura wanted to rush over to her and lick her
body from top to bottom.
"You better watch out," Laura
purred to her. "The neighbors are going
to be jumping the fences to get a crack at you."
Ty smiled lazily. "Nobody gets a crack at me but present
company." Her fingers began toying with
the strings that held the bottom half of the bikini in place. "Speaking of which . . . I wish she would get
on with it."
Laura rose from her chair and
approached Ty on the apron of the pool, her eyes still riveted to the girl's
fingers, which were still toying with the strings of her bikini bottom. She reached Ty before the knots came
loose. Her hand rose, skimming up Ty's
near-naked body over her long, hard stomach to one of her small breasts,
cupping it, though there wasn't much to cup.
Still, she could feel Ty's hard nipple jutting against her palm.
"Why don't you let me do that?" she
whispered against Ty's cheek.
"Only if I can do yours," Ty
breathed. "Or rather, undo it."
"Deal.
Me first."
"No . . . this
first."
Ty's wide, sensual mouth caught
Laura's, and they stood right there at the edge of the pool kissing with
increasingly scorching passion, though not touching each other except for
Laura's hand that remained covering Ty's naked breast. God, I don't think we're going to get to the
swimming part if we keep this up, Laura thought,
feeling her own and Ty's blood begin to heat up past the sexually soaring
point. But Ty, ever the half-lazy,
languid, bemused beauty, finally pulled her mouth away.
"Let's swim to the end and
back.
Naked.
Bet I can beat you."
"What," Laura laughed, "at swimming
or at getting naked fastest?"
"Both."
Quickly, without taking time to
carry out their previous deal, they stripped off their bikinis and slipped into
the warm water, side by side. Laura, as
usual besotted by the sight of a delicious naked black girl she craved, could
not take her eyes off Ty, who glimmered sleek and shiny in the water.
She figured that Ty had a little surprise in store from her. Though she might swim often in this beautiful
backyard pool, Laura herself went swimming nearly every day with Makeeda when
she was home from her travels. They went
to Olympic sized municipal pools, and frequently raced each other in the lanes,
which Makeeda said was very good for the breath control needed by a
singer. This practice had made Laura
into a formidable competitor, at least at the amateur level, and she knew
unless Ty were also one, that she herself would win any race between them.
Ty was laughing, no longer her
half-bored, languid self, but bubbling up with pleasure and excitement, as she
glanced over at Laura, leering at her naked body too, as Laura knew she was
doing at Ty's. "Ready set go," Ty said
in a happy shout, and immediately plunged forward in the water, swimming
furiously for the far edge of the pool.
But Laura was right behind her and
caught up in only seconds. From Makeeda,
an excellent and strong swimmer, Laura had learned to minimize the drag of her
body, especially her propelling arms, in the water, becoming as much of a
torpedo as she could, and in only seconds she was next to Ty in the water and
pulling ahead. The only thing that
impeded her progress was the heart-stopping thrill of looking to the side and
seeing Ty's long, sleek, shiny, dark body flexing and thrashing in the water as
she tried to keep up with Laura.
They were both naked, and somehow
the thrill of swimming, racing, naked like this next to each other was almost
as exciting as the certainty that in a few more minutes they would be eating
each other alive. Laura, very
competitive from her races with Makeeda, which she was only able to win about
one-fifth of the time, quickly pulled ahead of Ty, somersaulted underwater at
the end of the pool, pushing off strongly with her legs, and made it back to
their starting point while Ty was still in the middle of the pool behind her.
Clearly beaten, Ty ceased her
frantic effort and seconds later stood up in shallow end, walking toward Laura,
laughing and streaming water and impossibly ravishing like a black Venus rising
from the waves, except that her body was not opulent like Venus' body but
instead lean and hard and shiny and fiercely desirable to Laura at that
instant.
"No fair!" she was laughing. The pool water streamed from her lithe black
body, beading up on her shoulders, bejeweling her naked breasts and swelling
black nipples, glimmering like diamonds in the triangular patch of hair she had
left, when she shaved, above her pussy.
"No fair, Laura! You cheated!"
"Did not," Laura laughed, moving
toward.
"Did too!
You didn't tell me you were good! How was I to know you could swim like that?"
"Come here, you darling creature,
and kiss me," Laura growled, grabbing Ty when she got in range and crushing the
girl's wet, naked body against her own.
They kissed long and heatedly,
standing up in the shallow end of the pool, running their hands all over each
other's wet flesh. Their hair was
plastered in long wet ropes against their heads and necks. Laura quickly got one of Ty's pretty little
mini-breasts into her mouth, taking nearly the whole thing inside, trying to
swallow Ty's thick black nipple.
Ty whimpered and gave a few of
those little up-keening moans that Laura recalled with such fascination and
arousal. She released Ty's breast and
kissed her again, feeling Ty's hand grope in her crotch.
"We better go inside if we're going
to do this," Ty panted softly. "There's gaps in the fence where the neighbors could
see. Mr. Farrington next door is a
creeping peeping Tom. He wants to fuck
me."
"Mmmmm," Laura grinned. "So do I. He must have very good taste."
"He's a pervert," Ty said, pulling
her toward the house.
Laura giggled, having to prance
quickly to keep up with her. "How do you
know? He's not a pervert if he just
wants to fuck you. You're very . . .
fuckable."
Ty laughed over her bare wet
shoulder. "You should know." She led Laura past her own bedroom. "Here, let's use Mom and Dad's bed. It's a California King.
Plenty of room for
wrestling."
Laura realized that she had left
the strap-on in Ty's bedroom on the bed when she had changed into the
bikini. On the other hand, they probably
weren't going to use it right away.
Right now the agenda seemed to be to swarm all over each other in a hot
frenzy of passion until both of them went up in flames.
Ty quickly pulled down the heavy
bedspread and blankets, exposing the sheets.
Then she turned to Laura.
"Nobody's going to interrupt us this time," she said, almost solemnly,
as if inviting Laura to take her in any way she chose.
Laura pulled her close. She purred into her neck. "And I'm so glad. I've looked forward to this."
"Me too," Ty said, panting
again. "Oh god, that feels good. It feels so good to push against you like
this and kiss you. I can't believe I
lived most of my life without knowing how good it feels."
"You're all wet, still. We're going to get Mama's sheets wet."
"They'll dry out," Ty said, pulling
Laura down on the huge bed, her eyelids now heavy with sex.
"They won't get too wet," Laura
reassured her, "because I'm going to lick every drop off your delicious body
right now."
And she proceeded to try to do just
that, starting at the bottom with Ty's long, thin legs, running her lips up the
inside of her shapely though slender calves, licking the droplets behind her
knees, making Ty's legs hop and twitch helplessly as she tried to bear the
sweet sensations caused by Laura's skillful mouth on her body. When Laura's tongue reached her inner thighs,
she could bear it no longer. She reached
down with her long arms and grasped Laura's wet hair, dragging her gently
upward.
"No . . ." she breathed, panting
more heavily now. "Do that later. I want to kiss you and fuck like crazy. I can't wait.
I've been dying for this moment."
"But I want to lick your whole
body," Laura protested, making a faux pout.
"Later."
Their mouths collided with such a
fearful impact that Laura was afraid for her teeth. They kissed with an incredible fervor, and
Ty's very long tongue nearly slithered down Laura's throat. She had forgotten how long it was.
Her fingers dug into Ty's hard,
sleek, damp flesh. "Oh god, yes!" she
gasped against the girl's voluptuous mouth.
"Here . . . lie back . . . that's it . . . let me . . ."
She knew what they both
wanted. They wanted to come, they didn't
want to wait. They wanted to come while
holding onto each other, looking into each other's eyes, screaming
uncontrollably into each other's face, wrenched by the ecstasy that was now beckoning
them. Slow, deliberate fucking could
wait. This had to be accomplished
immediately.
Laura was all over her. Ty had no choice but to submit to this hot
swarm of lust, as Laura pushed her thighs apart and slid between them, sucking
her smooth black neck and massaging Ty's wet, swollen vulva with two fingers as
her mouth slid down the girl's shapely black shoulder to her small
breasts. She was willing to forego an
extensive tour of this marvelous girl's naked body at present, but she could
not keep her mouth away from Ty's marvelous mini-breasts, which she had
previously only tasted for a few seconds.
She easily recalled how Ty during
their first time together, before Tonya had showed up, had actually climaxed
while Laura was siphon-sucking these beauties.
It was a rare woman who could come from having her nipples sucked, but
Ty had surprised them both by doing it, and Laura
wondered if she could do it again.
"Ohhhh!
Ohhhh!
Oh god!" Ty gasped as Laura mouth-mauled the
little beauties, lashing Ty's erect black nipples with her tongue, sucking them
deep into her mouth, so deep that much of the flesh of Ty's breast went in with
the nipple. "Oh! Oh shit!
Unhh!"
She hammered the mattress with her
elbows, twisting and panting and mewling uncontrollably, which only inflamed
Laura's lust. She squeezed and sucked
one tiny breast, then the other, rubbing Ty's slippery wet pussy with her two
fingers at the same time. Ty strained
and gasped and writhed. Then her eyes
opened and she suddenly beseeched Laura with her frantic glance.
"Laura . . . I . . . I don't think
. . . I can come this time . . ." she gasped, her eyes rolling up, looking very
much like she was going to come anyway, even though she was claiming she
couldn't. "Not . . .
not that way . . ." she gasped again.
Laura immediately eased up, knowing
what she meant. The first time she had
said she felt 'that little tingle you get deep in your cunt when you're going
to come.' This time she clearly did not
feel it, and Laura was only aggravating the situation by continuing to
mouth-maul these beautiful upstanding wet nipples. Instead, she had to bring Ty off in any one
of a dozen other ways, and she quickly bent to the sweet and welcome task.
"Oh honey . . . of course . . . of
course," Laura purred to her, ravishing her beautiful face and neck again with
hot kisses and now slipping two fingers into Ty's tight, greasy cunt and
fucking her with them rapidly, lovingly, passionately, while she kissed
her. "But you are going to come. You are going to come for Mama. Mama wants you to come fast."
"Unh!
Unh!
Oh god, yes!" Ty exclaimed, her body suddenly responding
wildly to Laura's probing and rubbing.
"Yes! Unh!
Unghhhh!"
Laura realized that the time was
very ripe for a quick trib orgasm. True,
they could go on this way for another minute or so and Ty would probably
come. But she had never felt Ty's
delicious long black pussy pressing against her own, and what better time? You could never be sure of an orgasm that
way, but at this instant Ty would come from almost any additional or even
continued stimulus. Why not that?
In a second or two Laura had
twisted the lower half of her body between Ty's yawning thighs to scissor her,
and now pushed her own oozing, gooey slit directly down into Ty's open furrow,
looking at Ty's face to gauge her reaction as she began pumping and gyrating
deliberately. The raw, wet, exposed meat
of their two cunts met and slid together, and the expression of shock and delight
that passed through Ty's glazed eyes was priceless.
"Unh!' she grunted softly. "Oh!"
Laura rose up over her. This was not a mutual, rhythmic ballet of
fucking but a sweet assault. She meant
to bring the delicious girl to an orgasm in seconds. She knew Ty was that close. She pumped and twisted, panting herself, but
watching Ty quickly begin to lose it as the inevitable orgasmic swell began to
overtake her. Yes . . . yes, Laura
thought, grinding, pumping, gasping herself.
"Oh Laura!"
"Yes, honey!
Do it . . . do it!"
"Oh Laura!
Ungghh!
Ah ah ah!
Unmmmnnggg!"
She could feel the wet, slippery,
gooey mess of their aching cunts and the thick nests of their sticky crotch
hair mashing and sliding together, and thought she could feel that little
glimmer of approaching ecstasy that Ty had mentioned fluttering to life deep in
her own pussy too. But her concentration
was all on Ty, who indeed seemed to be arriving with a flourish.
Ty flexed and whinnied softly. Her charming little upward keening whoops
took over, whooping up, the pitch rising, rising.
"Ooop!
Ooop!
Ooop!"
Then her eyes closed and her back
arched, bowing her beautiful, lean body, all gleaming and black like polished
ebony, in the air, the tiny swellings of her breasts shaking and quivering back
and forth as her flesh began to shudder, followed by a loud cry of release.
"Annnmmnngghiiieeeeee!" she wailed,
suddenly wrenched by a fierce shock of coming.
"Mmmnnggghhnnniieeeee!"
"Oh yes, honey . . ." Laura gasped
to her, falling and twisting forward to embrace her as she continued coming,
though not so violently after the first shocks.
"Aaannnuunnnn . .
. aaannnuunnnnn . . ." Ty half-moaned, half-grunted, her long thin body
twitching, gleaming with a fine film of sweat that had sprung up where the pool
water had been earlier.
Laura licked her shoulder, easing
her thighs free to give Ty room to stretch, to flex, to prevent cramping. Ty quivered and moaned through the last
waning seconds of her orgasm without opening her eyes. When she finally did, a tiny, momentary expression
of shock and surprise passed through them.
"Boy . . . that's what I needed," she said to Laura in a hoarse
voice, blinking. "God, I just never get
over the way I come with you."
Laura snuggled up next to her,
kissing her tenderly, communicating her own need but not urgently, content to let the relaxed rhythm they were developing
continue at its own pace. Ty smiled and
kissed her. "I know you want to do that
too," she whispered. "Think I'm up to
it?"
"I think if you smile at me twice
like that . . . I will come in two seconds."
"I'll bet you would, if I remember
rightly," Ty purred, nuzzling Laura's neck below her ear, very affectionate
after this killer climax. "I never knew
anyone could come as fast and you and Tonya do.
Except a guy."
She giggled. "You know how many
guys have come on my stomach, before they could even get it in me?"
"How many?"
Ty raised four fingers of one
hand.
"Four different
ones."
"It's because this fantastic sexy
body makes them lose all control," Laura purred back, stroking it with her
fingertips while Ty continued to kiss her more aggressively.
"Control!"
Ty gave an explosive laugh. "They've got
about as much control as a baby does over spitting up! Umphgghh!
That's the sound they make. Then
. . . splooey . . . all over you!
Jizz!
Gobs of
it.
Sticky,
slimy stuff.
I think this is much
better." She stretched fully out next to
Laura, pressing the full length of her splendid hard body against Laura's so
that they could both feel every bit of their flesh touching.
It was so different from clutching
the more abundant flesh of Nyomi, or even of Bonnie, as Laura had recently been
doing, digging her fingers happily into their firm round asses. Ty had a beautiful little fanny, but it
certainly wasn't big, or in any way opulent; just tight little black buns that
fit almost perfectly into her palms.
Just holding and stroking her like this was fanning the flames of
Laura's lust to an intolerable degree.
And Ty could feel it. "I guess this fantastic skinny body is
driving you out of control too," she murmured with self-satire, laughing softly
in Laura's ear. She continued kissing
and fondling Laura everywhere. "I think
this is much better," she repeated. "No
gooey jizz to get all over you. Or up
inside you and cause troubles. I had to
have an abortion because of one idiot who kept coming inside of me without a
rubber."
"Poor baby," Laura kissed her shiny
high forehead. "Oh god, you are making
me so hot!"
Ty was, and Ty continued, cranking
up the heat and swarming all over Laura and finally licking and sucking Laura's
pussy until Laura was gasping and keening through a sweet delirium of an orgasm
that feathered every taut nerve and left her panting and smiling and slack with
fatigue.
Ty cuddled up with her,
beaming. "I did it! I made you come. I guess I can get good at this if I
practice."
"I guess you can," Laura agreed,
finally feeling the flush die away from her enraptured body. "You certainly can practice on me all you
want."
Ty pouted briefly. "Oh, we know that's not true. You're married."
Laura nodded.
"What's she like?
Laura smiled and kissed the tip of
her nose. "Why do you want to know?"
Ty shrugged. "I guess just to know what somebody is like
who could . . . you know, like, capture you.
Get you to wear a ring. Get you
to . . . love her, I guess.
Although you aren't exactly faithful.
Being here like this with me."
"She would understand. One look at you and she would understand."
Ty nudged Laura in the ribs with
her knuckle. "You always want to change
the subject back to me."
"I like you. I like looking at you. I like doing this with you. So sue me.
Beat me. Make me write bad
checks. I'm under your spell."
Ty smiled and melted. She almost literally melted back into Laura's
arms. Some things were hard for anyone
to resist. "You are so sweet . . . and
so funny," she purred into Laura's neck.
"I'm very jealous of her."
"You shouldn't be."
"She gets you all the time."
"If you had me all the time, you'd be wanting to drown me in that pool out there."
Ty shook her head, seriously. "I'd be wanting to
do this all the time."
They kissed deeply, a very long
kiss, with lots of body rubbing and stroking thrown in. Then Ty whispered against Laura's cheek, "Are
you going to fuck me in the ass with that thing you left in the other room?"
This brought a soft laugh promptly
up Laura's throat. "What a suggestion!"
she teased. "You are very blunt, young
lady."
"I told you I love anal sex."
Laura did remember it. In fact, during their tryst with Tonya, Ty
and her friend had sandwich-fucked Laura, with Ty expertly delivering the
rear-guard action using the same strap-on dildo that she was now referring to. But Tonya had acted so scandalized by Ty's
and Laura's easy acceptance of this perverted practice that they had not
pursued it any further then, since there were plenty of other ways for three
girls to pleasure each other.
A slow smile spread across Laura's
face. "I suppose I am . . . if that's
what you want."
Ty smiled her sly, lazy, slightly
amused, sensual smile and lapsed into her drawl. "I've dreamed about you doing it to me every
night. Somehow I think it would be
different with you than with a guy.
They're so . . . rough. It
pinches them and makes them crazy. I
think you'd be . . . gentle."
"I wouldn't be so sure," Laura said
softly, knowing how anal sex could arouse both parties, regardless of gender.
Ty drew an invisible line down
Laura's cheek with the tip of one long forefinger. "I'll go get it." She hopped off the huge king-size bed, and
Laura was again endlessly captivated by her lean, dark, gleaming naked
body. "I guess we need some oil too,
eh?"
"There's some in the bag," Laura
grinned at her.
In moments Ty returned from her
bedroom down the hall with Laura's small valise. She unzipped it and poured the contents out
on the end of the bed. Laura, watching
her, and knowing that she was now committed to some sweet, slow anal fucking
which would no doubt leave them both in smoldering cinders, nevertheless wanted
to fling herself at Ty's lovely long naked body again and overwhelm her with
frantic, unquenchable lust, leaving the rest for later but right now consuming
her in a fit of delirious sexual frenzy.
Funny that such a slender, boyish, unspectacular body (so unlike
Nyomi's, for example) could have this effect on you, and breathe a mad spark
into your slowly simmering lust, fanning it into a raging flare-up.
I really do want to fuck this
lovely creature any way she'll let me, she thought, admiring the sleek, lithe
lines of Ty's body. Ty handed her the
harness. Her face was calm and
expectant. Laura smiled at her, took it,
and quickly fitted herself out for the ensuing sweet struggle.
"You're sure you want to do this?"
Ty nodded and swallowed. "I think I will come so hard. I can already feel that little tingle I told
you about. And we haven't even started."
Laura caressed her cheek and kissed
her smooth dark forehead. "You just
ignore that little tingle for a while, okay?
I don't want you having your little climax before we get to enjoy the
ride."
"Or my big one," Ty beamed,
referring to her climax. "I have a
feeling . . ."
Laura put a forefinger to Ty's
voluptuous lips. "Quiet." She drew her down on the bed, reaching down
to the end of it for the small bottle of baby oil that had also spilled out of
the valise. "Let me make love to your
beautiful body and your beautiful little ass."
Ty pouted, but this time
playfully. "It is little, isn't it.
Do you like it, even though it's little?"
"I love every firm little inch of
it," Laura reassured her, caressing Ty's taut little round buns, wondering how
anyone could feel bad about having a lovely ass like this one, just because it
wasn't a magnificent bubble beauty, like, say, Bonnie's. Not everyone can have an ass like that one,
Laura thought. And Bonnie doesn't seem
eager for any probing of it, either; like you.
"I love your ass." She breathed
into Ty's shiny black ear and tongued it excitedly. "I want to fuck your pretty little ass."
Ty shivered. She giggled.
"Oh shit," she gasped. "That sent
shivers through me." She shivered again. "I've never felt so hot. I mean . . . you know, sexually hot."
"Honey, you are about as hot as it
gets," Laura murmured, nipping her sexy earlobe.
They paused again for a deep,
sensual kiss, during which Ty again tried to slither her very long tongue all
the way down Laura's throat. Laura
dropped her mouth to Ty's thick, rubbery black nipples, but Ty pulled her head
up again.
"Now.
I need it now."
Laura smiled. "Shall we do it missionary style so we can
kiss at the same time?"
Ty nodded, her black eyes swirling
and pulsing with sex. She spread her
thighs widely as if to invite Laura in between them, and Laura eagerly accepted
the invitation. She uncapped the small
bottle of baby oil, but Ty quickly sat up, interrupting her.
"Towels!" she said suddenly. "This is Mommy's bed. If we wreck it, I'll never be able to
explain."
Laura nodded, but Ty was already
gone, popping down the hall to the linen closet, then back to spread out
several large towels under them. Finally,
she lay back down and spread her thin black thighs
again for Laura, smiling her lazy smile up at her. "Okay . . . all ready now."
"Are you sure?" Laura teased.
"Sure." She held up her arms. "Fuck me.
Make it the best ever."
Laura smiled at her, swabbing the
dildo with baby oil "Pressure,
eh?
The best ever?"
Finished, she capped the small
bottle and placed it again down at the end of the bed, then settled back into
position, guiding the shiny, greased dildo toward Ty's open groin. Her forefinger was still oiled, and she slid
it easily between Ty's tight little buns, finding the secret aperture with no
trouble, sliding her finger into it.
"Unhhhh!"
Ty gasped, her eyes watering. But she
pulled Laura down close. "I've got a
secret for you," she whispered. "This is
already the best ever." She panted as
Laura corkscrewed her finger inside her rectum to loosen it.
"The best!"
Laura nibbled her full lips. "Mmmm, I've got a secret for you.
I think we can make it even better than that."
Having adequately prepared Ty's
tight little anus for the invasion, she removed her finger and guided the
greased head of the dildo forward, nestling it in the widened opening.
"Ah!
Ah ah!" Ty gasped.
"Get ready . . . here it comes, my
darling. Slowly now . . . slowly . . ."
Ty held her breath and clenched her
teeth. With a little difficulty, Laura
got the bulb on the head of the dildo inside, but Ty's rectum was very
tight.
"Unh!
Unh!" Ty panted
wildly. "Please . . . don't hurt me!"
"Never . . .
never, my darling," Laura purred softly to her, not moving.
"Never.
I would never hurt you."
She realized that a few seconds
would elapse and then Ty's body would yield, and she was right. Ty's asshole loosened, and most of the long
shaft slid into her, though not without a little wincing and whimpering. Laura pushed slowly to let her feel the
ridges on the dildo gliding past the sparking, totally alive nerves in her
anus.
"Oh shit!" Ty gasped softly. "Oh shit, that feels good!"
The shaft was about six inches in
when Laura stopped. She leaned down and
kissed Ty, at first slowly and tenderly, but then with increasing passion. All through the kiss she did not move her
hips, simply letting Ty feel the thick stalk embedded deep in her ass, letting
her imagine the thrills that lay in store.
"You like?" she murmured against
Ty's smooth black cheek.
"God, yes!"
Now Ty herself began to move her
own hips first, slowly undulating them so that the
dildo slid in and out of her ass, a few inches out, then a few back in, fucking
herself on it without Laura's help.
Laura had been holding the base of the dildo in her fingers, guiding it
in, but as soon as she realized that even with Ty's slow grinding it was not in
danger of slipping out, she moved her fingers up to the soupy, slippery open
furrow of Ty's inflamed pussy and began gently swirling her fingertips against
Ty's nubby little clit.
Instantly Ty became even more
excited. "Oh!
Unnhhhhh . . . nnnnnn . . .
oh!"
"Oh, I love doing it this way so I
can kiss you!" Laura panted to her, kissing her neck, her throat, her
shoulders, her collarbones, even letting her mouth dart down briefly to one
small, lovely breast, sucking Ty's erect black nipple hungrily. Still, she swirled her fingers against Ty's
clit, not thrusting, letting Ty herself do the fucking part. And Ty was eager to keep it up, now gyrating her pelvis a little more rapidly and earnestly, her
breath coming quicker, her little whoops now starting up.
"Ooooooppp!" she keened, her voice
sliding up and fading into the air above them.
"Oooooppp!"
Now Laura began to participate in
the fucking too. Still persistently
rubbing Ty's clit, she also began to thrust gently with her hips, pushing the
dildo deeper into Ty's tight rectum, which was now yielding enough to
accommodate the whole thing. Each time
it went deep, Ty shuddered.
"Ungghhh!
Oh!"
Laura pulled it out slowly. Then she pushed it in again.
"Ungghhh!
Oh . . . so deep!"
Ty winced.
"Does it hurt?"
"Oh . . . no!
It's . . . so good! Do it again!
Yes! Ungghh!
Ooooppp!"
"Unhhh . . .
unhhhh!" Laura panted softly, feeling the lust rise and crackle in her
own body as if in synchrony with Ty's rising heat.
"Ooooooppp!
Oh shit!
Oooooooppp!"
"Unhhh . . .
unhhhhh!"
"Oooooppp!
Ungghh!
Oh! Oh shit . . . Laura . . . do it harder! I think
I . . ."
"Yes, honey! Yes . . . honey! Yes!"
Then Ty fell momentarily silent,
but she was snuffling and pumping more frantically now than ever, her body
jerking and stiffening and surging up into Laura's even thrusts. Laura's fingertips on Ty's smooth flesh were
sensitive to the changes in the girl's muscle tone as her orgasm drew nearer,
and she realized that a killer climax was approaching even before Ty seemed to
know it.
"Oh Laura . . . I'm . . ."
"Yes, I know you are, darling."
Laura leaned down and clasped Ty's
lovely, long, lean body, crushing it against hers, and sliding the dildo deep
into the girl's ass now with each forward thrust. Ty was now rubbing her own clit frantically,
having pushed Laura's hand aside. She
was gasping and gurgling and pumping and gyrating and swirling her fingers
wildly in her pussy, digging her heels into the mattress, shuddering each time
the strap-on dildo slid into her ass.
"Unggghh!
Ungghhh!
Oh!"
"Yes . . . yes . . . yes!"
"Oh god!
Oh god!"
The fingernails of her other hand dug into
the backs of Laura's shoulders. She
strained and arched her back.
"Oh god!
OH GOD!"
Laura clasped her tightly, and Ty impaled
herself on the dildo that was embedded deep in her ass, her whole pelvis
shaking and quaking violently as the full force of her climax began to wrench
her. She squeaked and whinnied
helplessly in Laura's arms, completely surrendering to the involuntary
twitching and sharp convulsions of her body as a shocking orgasm pierced and
shook her.
"Auunnggghhh!
OH!
OH! Auunnngghmmnniieeeee!" she
wailed into Laura's ear, at first truly shattered by the blows, but then subsiding
into a slow, undulating rhythm as they softened and lengthened out and then
faded into lesser wavelets. Still, this
violent portion continued for a long time, Ty groaning and shuddering through
successive jolts. But then the
stiffening of her muscles faded. "Ohhnnnnn!"
she now sighed, stretching, flexing her arms and legs, then relaxing as the
last feathery sensations of her stirring climax waned.
"Ohhhhhnnnnn!"
Laura kissed her face everywhere,
and then her lips, those sensual, voluptuous miracles. No tongues, though. Ty was too blasted and stunned by the
aftershock of her stupendous orgasm to extend her tongue. But she did make an effort to kiss back.
"Laura . . . I've never come like
that in my life . . ." she said, still dazed.
"Oh . . . sure you have," Laura
scoffed quietly, always eager to put things in perspective. "Probably the first time you came was better
than that."
Ty, wide-eyed, shook her head. "No.
It was good, you're right." She
beamed. "But this was a whole-body
orgasm. I . . . I . . ."
Laura kissed her again to shut her
up. "No need to explain it. For a second I thought your ears were going
to fall off."
She
squint-smiled at Ty.
"Here . . .
hold your breath while I pull this thing out of you."
"No!" Ty grabbed her arms, holding
her close. "Not yet. I like the feel of it in me. Kiss me again and leave it in another second
or two."
Laura grinned.
"How romantic.
We kiss with my cock up your ass."
"Don't tease," Ty pouted. "It is
romantic. It's as romantic as I'll ever
get with you. I'll remember it forever,
I think."
Laura softened. "I will too.
You exploded."
Ty nodded. They kissed again, lengthily. Then, Ty smiled her typical lazy, sensual
smile. "Okay, you can take it out now."
She took Laura's advice and held
her breath while Laura slowly pulled the dildo out of her body. They both looked down at it, this obscene
machine that was capable of making one nearly pass out with pleasure.
"I think you could hire yourself
out with him," Ty teased, kissing Laura's shoulder. "I know I'd pay."
"You, my angel, do not have to
pay," Laura said, wiping it off on the edge of a towel. "You are one of the lucky few who get a free
ride whenever you request it."
Dusk was falling outside, they
could see through the expensively draped bedroom windows. "Want to go for another naked swim?" Ty asked
pertly. "Before we come back in here and
wear out Mommy and Daddy's bed?"
"What about Mr. Farrington? Won't he be peeping?"
Ty cracked a wide grin. "We'll give him a show. Anyway, I know his wife. She thinks he's a pervert too, always staring
at the skinny black girl over the fence.
If I mention it loud enough, he'll go away."
"Another race?"
Ty curled up in a sexy, kittenish
manner next to Laura's body. "What's my
punishment if I lose? Do I have to, you
know, do nasty things to you?"
Laura grinned and kissed her
forehead.
"Definitely.
Nasty.
The nastier, the better."
"Mmmmm, then I think I'm going to
lose again," Ty breathed, kissing Laura's neck and nuzzling her earlobe. "I think I haven't got a chance of winning."
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