[Shawn]

This time Laura needed a lengthy physical recovery from her session with Karen and the two guys. How do I get myself into these things? she wondered. It took a week for the soreness in her pussy and her breasts to recede. She met Karen once for lunch and Karen confessed that she too was still feeling the aftershocks.

Then there was the Yvette problem, and the Chanitra problem. Chanitra simply wanted to fuck all the time. And Laura didn't want to refuse. She knew Chanitra wouldn't be hers forever, and the girl's body was shockingly beautiful. Just touching her perfect round ass could nearly make Laura's heart stop. And Chanitra was eager to give Laura the several orgasms she had promised.

Yvette, of course, was true to her word. When their paths crossed at work, Yvette acted as if Laura were not even there. Aloof and cold, she passed by as if Laura were a post. But not Laura. All the things that had drawn her to the tall, beautiful black girl were still true, and they pinched Laura's heart.

After the crippling session with Karen, Rick and Jamie, she went without any sex for a week, then succumbed to Chanitra's pleadings and spent an afternoon of intense and exhausting sexual delight in bed with the teenager. True to her word, Chanitra gave Laura several increasingly powerful orgasms in a row before submitting to Laura's caresses herself.

Laura still felt guilty, and wondered if the guilt made the fucking even keener, but there was no way she could refuse Chanitra. Their sex was exuberant and wholesome and spontaneous, as well as thrillingly intense. At the end of it, she felt drained and totally satisfied, coiling together with Chanitra in an exhausted sleep of dreamy contentment.

But another part of her felt very bad for twisting the beautiful young girl's sexual instincts at such an early age. Selfishly, she wanted to fuck Chanitra as much as possible before the inevitable parting came. On the other hand, she wanted to push Chanitra away, for the girl's own good.

And so, when she got a call from Sandra Robinson inviting her to L.A. for the weekend, she was quick to accept.

Sandra met her at the airport, and Laura actually got butterflies in her stomach when she saw the gorgeous model. God, did we actually spend the night together? she asked herself. This incredible creature, in my arms?

Yes! she answered herself. I did! I slept with her! And she loved it enough to invite me here for more.

Sandra seemed equally excited. She couldn't take her eyes off Laura. They wanted to kiss each other so much that they could hardly stand it. But they didn't dare touch one another in public.

"God, I forgot how beautiful you are," Sandra said, when they got to her car.

"Me," Laura scoffed. "My heart stopped when I saw you. This girl? I thought. This incredibly beautiful girl?"

They got in the car. Sandra leaned over, looking around. They were still in the darkened parking garage.

"I want to kiss you," she whispered. "I want to eat you alive, really."

"Quick," Laura said.

Their mouths came together, groping, kissing, sucking, devouring. Their hands began to clutch each other. Then they both pulled back at once, panting uncontrollably.

Sandra's eyes were glazed, throbbing. "God, it's only been a few weeks. It feels like an eternity."

"Hurry," Laura breathed softly. "I want you."

Sandra started the car, a small sports car, and drove them through the freeways, up into the hills.

"I forgot to mention," she said coyly. "I arranged a sort of surprise for you."

"A surprise?"

"For one thing, I know this person who has this great house in the hills, with a swimming pool. He's gone for the weekend and let me have it."

"Wow."

"And the other part of the surprise you have to wait for, until we get there."

"More?"

Sandra smirked mischievously. Laura could hardly believe the house they finally arrived at. Her tight little pussy must make this guy's prick hum, Laura thought, as she took in the fantastic house and grounds.

They went inside, and Laura quickly understood what the second surprise was. There was another stunning girl by the pool. She was also black and wore a bikini that showed off her spectacular body, especially her large, round breasts, barely contained by the flimsy cloth.

"Remember that girl Shawn I told you about," Sandra said, smiling. "Shawn, this is Laura. I told Shawn about you too," she giggled.

They shook hands and smiled. "The one they wanted you to do the video with?" Laura said. "I remember. She's just as beautiful as you said."

Sandra grinned. If she were not black, she would have blushed. "We did the video," she whispered, half-guiltily. Shawn smiled more broadly. "It sort of . . . well, you know, ended up the way you might expect," she said in a husky, alluring voice.

Now Laura blushed.

"I'm sorry I forgot to tell you to bring your swim suit," Sandra said. "C'mon, I've got one you can borrow."

"You'd better give her one of mine," Shawn said. She pointed at Laura's breasts. "She's got a little more than you do up there."

Sandra laughed and took Laura back into the house. They found Shawn's suitcase, and Laura had two bikinis to choose from, while Sandra disappeared into another room to change herself.

Her stomach fluttering with sexual excitement, Laura chose a string bikini that barely existed. It was black, with a patch that just covered her glistening blonde thatch hair, and two tiny triangles to shield her nipples. Gosh, I don't know how Shawn even gets into this one, she thought as she gazed at herself in the mirror. But Laura had the body for it. As she posed, she knew the effect she would have on others . . . and on these two girls, who had obviously invited her for a party.

She rejoined them at the poolside. Sandra was wearing an orange bikini that was only slightly less abbreviated than the one Laura had chosen. Laura gazed at her body, feeling the hot, prickly, wet sensations begin inside her pussy. But her stare was quickly returned by the other two girls, who almost ate her alive with their eyes.

Shawn came over to her, her firm dark breasts jiggling under her own tiny hot pink halter as she walked. She looked down at Laura's breasts, which were almost completely naked, except for the tiny patch of cloth over her large nipples.

"Laura," she said softly, her eyes smoking. "I'm giving you that bikini right now. I could never look as good as you do in it."

Laura giggled nervously. "Think so?" She pirouetted.

Sandra came up to them. "Good enough to eat?" she asked softly.

Shawn only smiled suggestively.

All three girls were nervous. They knew what they were going to do, but how to begin was unknown territory. Only Sandra had slept with both of the others, so she seemed to feel it was up to her.

"Should we have a swim?" she asked brightly. "Or . . ."

She gave Laura a sultry glance, from under her lowered eyelids. Laura's eyes smoldered back. With Shawn as a spectator, Laura and Sandra drew closer together.

"God, baby, that little kiss at the airport wasn't near enough," Sandra whispered.

"I know," Laura breathed.

Their mouths came slowly together. They kissed without anything but their lips touching for almost a minute. Then each girl held the other's face as their kiss grew more searching and insistent. Finally, they embraced, and by this time the kiss was scorching them both. Their hands lovingly explored each other's bare skin as their tongues coiled and writhed.

Laura's fingers easily found the tie-string to Sandra's bikini top and slipped it loose. The thin patches fell away from Sandra's small, beautiful breasts, and Laura scooped them up in her hands. She teased Sandra's black nipples with her tongue, then sucked one deep into her mouth.

Sandra's breasts were small enough so that Laura could get almost the whole thing into her mouth if she wanted to, and she wanted to.

"Ohhnnnn!" Sandra moaned loudly. She held Laura's head, looking down at Laura sucking. "God, baby, let me sit down before I fall down," she panted.

She lay back on a chaise longue, and Laura devoured her naked breasts, sucking both plump nipples until they were stiff and shiny with her saliva. Then she slowly began her descent, knowing Shawn's eyes were on them both, feeling aroused even more by it. She kissed Sandra's silky, long stomach, untying the thin strings that kept her tiny crotch piece in place, pulling it away, then settling between the tall girl's long, yawning thighs.

Unwilling to be rushed, even though they both were frantic with lust for each other, she carefully pulled apart the black petals of Sandra's long, beautiful cunt and slithered her tongue into it.

"Unh . . . unh!" Sandra panted, squirming excitedly.

She was the first girl Laura had ever fucked who aggressively squeezed and twisted her own breasts and nipples while Laura was eating her pussy, and now she moaned and assaulted them with her hands, beginning to churn her hips urgently as Laura's tongue stroked her clit for the first time.

"Oh yes! Ahhhhh . . . oh yes!" she gasped. "Oh yes yes! God . . . Laura, ungghhhh!"

Laura slid both hands under the girl's churning buns, squeezing Sandra's ass and tongue-mauling her clit even more rapidly, knowing Sandra was seconds away from bursting. Then it came, without warning, and Sandra's flipping, surging body nearly fell off the chaise.

"Aunnnggghh!" she cried out, her face torn with ecstacy. "Unggmmnhhgiieee! Oh! Oh! Auungghhh!"

She came and came, then fell back gasping, her eyes glassy and dazed, looking up at Shawn, and down between her legs at Laura.

"Come on, let's go inside," Shawn said softly, taking Sandra's hand and, with Laura, pulling the naked girl to her feet. "I want some of this, and I don't want the neighbors looking over the fence at us."

"I . . . I'm sorry, did I make too much noise?" Sandra asked.

Laura grinned and caressed her naked ass as the three of them entered through the french windows and closed and locked them. "Your pussy sure sang to my tongue," she said.

Sandra smiled and led them down a long hallway to the master bedroom, a huge, luxurious place with a sunken sauna and a huge bed, big enough for six, let alone three. Again the butterflies started up in Laura's stomach. She realized that the weekend was going to be an orgy of astonishing proportions.

And it had already started. Both Shawn and Sandra drew her over to the bed, and she realized that she had temporarily derailed their plans by making love to Sandra at the side of the pool. They had planned to fuck her together, and they were going to do it now, without interruption. The only thing Laura could do was give in.

And she gave in gladly. They were kissing her eagerly, first Sandra, then Shawn, a first kiss, a searching, passionate, demanding kiss. They both pulled Laura down on the huge bed, and Sandra untied the strings of Laura's bikini bottom, while Shawn simply slipped the tiny patches covering Laura's nipples up and filled her hands with Laura's firm, naked breasts.

She began kissing Laura again, her beautiful face filled with desire and sexual excitement. "I've only done this with Sandra," she murmured. "But I've been waiting to do it with you."

"Oh Shawn."

"You're so beautiful. Your breasts are so beautiful."

"Please."

Laura had not done it with two other girls since she went to bed with Karen and Rina, long long ago. She had no choice but to surrender every inch of her naked body to them, and they worshiped it like loving slaves, kissing every inch of her flesh until Laura was trembling with need.

Shawn's mouth was all over Laura's breasts, and Sandra's was between her thighs, on her cunt, on her clit, driving her crazy with pleasure. The two black girls swarmed all over Laura, not fucking her so much as consuming her, drinking her writhing body, bringing her in only a few minutes to the brink of a fierce orgasm.

"Oh god . . . oh god!" she gasped, writhing and twisting under their demanding, insistent caresses, her body singing with ecstacy as they brought her closer . . . closer. "Ungghh! Oh!"

"Oh baby, come . . . come," Shawn murmured to her, sucking her nipples and squeezing her breasts sharply as Sandra's lips enclosed her clit and sent her over the edge.

A white-hot, blinding flash of coming engulfed Laura, seizing and throttling her quivering body with rapturous spasm after spasm. Shawn and Sandra held her tight, and Sandra, who knew Laura's body, kept toying with Laura's clit until she came abruptly a second time, whinnying uncontrollably as another lightning bolt of ecstacy ripped through her.

She lay between them, panting and sighing from the force of her two orgasms, exulting in the tenderness of their continuing caresses. Each girl kissed her and stroked her, and she realized from Shawn's glassy eyes and tense hands that Shawn was in great need too.

"Oh Shawn," she murmured, rolling the girl onto her back, embracing and kissing her along with Sandra. "Oh . . . you're so beautiful."

And it was true. Shawn was totally gorgeous. She had large, scrumptious, beautifully-shaped breasts with big, bulging nipples like Laura loved to suck, nipples like Karen's, huge and soft and pliant in her mouth, very sensitive. She and Sandra did to Shawn what Shawn and Sandra had done to Laura.

Laura held both of Shawn's naked breasts in her hands and sucked and tongued the girl's huge nipples until they were stiff and wet and pointed, and Shawn was squirming and moaning helplessly. At the same time, Sandra was performing her magic on the girl's cunt, tongue-fucking it and teasing Shawn's clit, driving Shawn around the bend.

"Uhnn . . . uhn . . . oh! Oh god!" she whimpered, writhing wildly between them.

She was already so aroused from being the last one that it took only about a minute for her to come. Her body arched and quivered, and she exploded in spasms of ecstacy, mewling and crying out as the sharp pleasure wrenched her flesh.

"Oh! Aunngghhnnggiieee!" she wailed, churning her hips, pushing her cunt up into Sandra's face. "Oh god! Unngghhiieee!"

When she finally came down from her cloud of ecstacy, the three naked girls stared at each other, then giggled softly.

"I guess that broke the ice," Sandra grinned. "Now what do we do?"

"Ummmm, I want to see this video you two made," Laura purred, realizing that the pleasure they had just given one another was only a foretaste of the weekend.

The two black girls were delighted to show her the video. On a big screen TV they were nearly life-size, and Laura watched with fascination as a real seduction occurred before her eyes.

"Neither one of us had ever done anything like this, except the night I spent with you," Sandra whispered. "So it was really up to me to . . . sort of seduce Shawn. I think that makes it just so much hotter."

"I know," Laura said, feeling her blood begin to simmer as she watched the screen.

Both girls were clothed, Angelique (Sandra) in cutoff jeans and a white sleeveless sweater, Shawn in a form-fitting jersey that emphasized her large breasts, and tight, abbreviated white shorts. They were alone together in a livingroom, sitting across from each other. Both of them had spectacular legs, and they crossed and uncrossed them, each drawing the other girl's attention, and especially Laura's attention.

Finally, Sandra stood up and came over to the sofa where Shawn was sitting. She sat down beside her, close beside her. Shawn looked uncomfortable. She inched away. But Sandra gave her a smouldering glance, then caressed Shawn's cheek with one long finger before leaning her face close. The camera caught their full lips slowly coming together.

Shawn seemed so hesitant that Laura knew what was happening was actually real. But Sandra was insistent. In a matter of seconds, their mouths melted together, opening, their tongues coiling and dancing. The kiss grew hotter. Sandra pushed Shawn back into the pillows, then slowly drew the bottom of the tight white jersey up over Shawn's bra, exposing its full-to-bursting cups.

Shawn's face seemed paralyzed by fear and lust and excitement, an expression Laura had seen before on the faces of girls who had never experienced this but didn't want it to stop. Her bra fastened between the cups, and Sandra quickly had it unclasped. She pulled the bra cups away, exposing Shawn's luscious full breasts, incredibly round, her bulging black nipples swollen and gleaming. Sandra cupped and squeezed them with her hands, not as roughly as Laura had seen her squeeze her own breasts, but more tenderly, gently rolling Shawn's large nipples between her thumbs and forefingers.

Shawn's eyes closed briefly. She watched as Sandra's mouth dropped to her breasts, watched Sandra's tongue snake out and coil around one nipple. The camera focused very closely on Sandra's lips as they enclosed the beautiful shiny wet bud and sucked it into her mouth. Laura could feel herself getting wet.

Watching the video was a new experience for her. She had done this, in fact done it to both Shawn and Sandra only a few minutes ago, but she had never watched it being done, watched it so closely, watched it unfold so slowly. The camera showed nothing but Shawn's beautiful breast and Sandra's mouth and fingers as she made love to it. Shawn's nipple was inside her mouth, but soon she released it and began to tongue it and kiss it and suck it more vigorously, her fingers biting into the resilient flesh.

Now the camera pulled back, and you could see Shawn's reaction. She was squirming, panting, her eyelids fluttering. Sandra's mouth moved to her other breast and did the same thing. Shawn's large black nipples were now wet and erect, and she was writhing with sexual excitement. Sandra held both exquisite breasts in her hands and moved her mouth back and forth, sucking Shawn's erect nipples, squeezing the firm, round globes.

"God, it almost makes me come again, just watching it," Shawn whispered.

They were all coiled together on the huge sofa in front of the tv, and it was not difficult for them to caress each other as they watched. Laura had one hand on the same breast that Sandra was sucking so passionately in the video. And now in the video Sandra began kissing Shawn's taut, sleek midriff, then unzipping her shorts, and pulling them and her panties down Shawn's spectacular legs.

In the video Shawn's eyes were full of questions, murky and hot and shy, and her eyes rolled up behind her lids as Sandra slid between her thighs and began kissing them, and her flat belly. The camera moved in and Laura could feel shivers grip her as she watched Sandra extend her long tongue and slip it up between the glistening lips of Shawn's pussy.

"Ohhhh!" Shawn gasped softly, next to her, watching it herself.

Sandra squirmed uneasily on the sofa. She slipped between Shawn and Laura and quickly became the focus of their caresses as all three continued to watch. On the screen, Sandra, with exquisite slowness, made love to Shawn's wet pussy by tonguing and kissing every inch of it. Soon Shawn's hips were churning, her thighs clenching.

And soon the girls on the sofa were unable to continue watching the TV. Laura couldn't restrain her need to slide down between Sandra's long legs and press her lips against the girl's long, sinuous black pussy, which she quickly opened with her tongue.

"Ahhhh!" Sandra gasped, her body tensing.

Shawn was fondling and kissing Sandra's breasts, and in a very few seconds they both had her keening and whimpering with wild need, squirming in the sofa cushions. Now it was as if the video were not even playing the background. They had forgotten it.

Laura was tongue-fucking Sandra passionately, and Shawn was nearly swallowing Sandra's nipples. Sandra's back arched. Her whole body quivered crazily, and she exploded in violent spasms of coming.

"Auunngghhiieeee!" she cried out, flipping and straining, her face torn with rapture. "Oh! Unhh! Annghiieee!"

Her orgasm only aroused them further. Shawn and Laura began fucking, and Sandra entangled herself with them, until all three were coiled together, panting, whimpering, sucking and probing. They ended up in a chain, Laura eating Shawn's pussy, Sandra eating Laura's, and Shawn eating Sandra's. Shawn came first, and her climax seemed to spark the others, so that Sandra came again, quickly followed by Laura.

"Unngghh!" Laura gasped, feeling the spasms wrench her writhing body. "Oh! Aungghh! Oh god! Yes! Auungghhhh!"

Dazed and still throbbing, they could now hear the sounds Shawn and Sandra were making in the video, as Shawn neared her climax. They all turned to watch it, and on the screen Shawn suddenly came, shuddering and crying out, her face contorted in ecstacy, her luscious body quivering and straining as the spasms shook her flesh.

"God, two orgasms in only ten seconds," Shawn giggled, making the other two laugh. "I'm a miracle."

"Mmmmm, want to try for three?" Laura said, pushing Shawn onto her back and sliding her leg under Shawn's thigh.

"Oh!" Shawn gasped, overwhelmed by Laura's aggressiveness. On the screen Shawn was now beginning to fuck Sandra, for the first time, and Sandra's attention went back and forth from her own image to Shawn and Laura, beside her on the bed. Laura had Shawn on her back, their groins pressed together, and was grinding her pelvis, pushing her cunt into Shawn's, fucking the girl with a gentle, swirling hip motion, their eyes locked together in a hot, murky stare.

"Ohhhnnn!" Shawn whimpered softly, her eyes rolling up, as Laura's hands caressed and squeezed her ass, then slipped one hand between their groins to manipulate her own clit and press it against Shawn's.

Now their clits mashed together each time they gyrated their hips, and both girls quickly went out of control with lust. Sandra could no longer watch the screen. Instead, her attention was absorbed by Laura and Shawn, gasping and panting, churning and straining, whimpering and mewling frantically as they approached another killer orgasm.

"Oh . . . oh Jesus!" Shawn whimpered, moaning and panting as the tempo accelerated.

She was pinned to the mattress, her pelvis and legs uptilted as Laura jammed her own cunt down into the girl's wet gash, grinding, grinding with her hips until they both were grimacing and thrusting their pussies hotly together.

"Oh yes!" Laura gasped. "Ohhh . . . oh yes! Ungghh!" "Unh . . . unh . . . unh!" Shawn grunted softly as Laura fucked her harder and harder.

The orgasm seemed to strike them both at once. They stopped thrusting and stiffened, breathless, poised on the edge of it, then dissolved into convulsions and sharp moans of ecstacy.

"Auuggnhhhh! Oh! Oh god! Aunngghhhh!" Shawn groaned, her luscious body straining and writhing under Laura.

Their flexing legs scissored each other as they squirmed and moaned, their hot throbbing pussies jammed together, their flesh quivering with aftershocks of a fierce, wrenching climax.

"Ohhhnnnn! Oh . . . god!" Laura moaned, still clutching Shawn's beautifully shaped leg, squeezing every last ounce of pleasure from the feel of their two wet pussies kissing.

They disentangled their bodies just in time to see Sandra coming on the TV screen. Shawn's mouth was on her cunt, and Sandra's beautiful lean body was arching, shuddering, her hands squeezing her small, beautiful breasts fiercely, as always, as she grimaced and groaned in the throes of an intense climax.

"God, you guys really came while you were shooting it," Laura said. "You must have been fucking each other so hard you forgot the camera."

Sandra nodded, her eyes glassy and her body quivering again from watching herself come on TV and watching and hearing Shawn and Laura fuck beside her on the bed. And the bond between the two black girls was reawakened as they watched each other on the screen. Laura understood how you felt about the first girl you ever did it with, as she felt about Karen--the way they still felt about each other.

Shawn clearly felt that way about Sandra, and Laura watched as the two girls coiled together in a love coupling that mirrored the one she had just seen parts of on the video. Only this time it was, if anything, hotter. Shawn had some experience now, and was not afraid to let her feelings go. She swarmed all over Sandra's long, beautiful naked body, sucking Sandra's small, perfect breasts completely into her mouth, making Sandra wince, and cry out. Then she sucked Sandra's pussy so urgently, so voraciously, that Sandra came in about a minute, whooping and whinnying uncontrollably.

It was just about the most erotic thing Laura had ever seen that she wasn't a part of herself, only a spectator. Next Sandra sat Shawn up on the bed so that her full, swelling breasts jutted out proudly, then cupped them in her hands and kissed every inch of the beautiful dark globes, except Shawn's round, plump, black, satiny nipples that protruded like ripe fruit.

Laura had kissed and sucked Shawn's gorgeous breasts and knew how sensitive they were. Now Sandra was toying with them, tantalizing and teasing Shawn, avoiding her nipples but making the girl want to have them sucked and mouth-mauled. Every time Sandra's lips came close to one bulging black nipple, Shawn would whimper and tremble, looking down expectantly. Finally, she began to beg softly, imploring Sandra to suck her.

"Ohhhnnnn . . . ohhh baby," she moaned, holding her own breasts in her quivering hands while Sandra kneaded and kissed them. "Suck me, please suck me. Please, Sandra! Oh god! Do it, do it hard! Suck me hard, please!"

Sandra enjoyed prolonging the agony. Her mouth came up to Shawn's gleaming shoulder, up her neck, to Shawn's mouth. She kissed her, probing with her tongue. Both of them squeezed Shawn's large breasts as they kissed, Shawn pinching and twisting her own nipples to get some relief.

Now Sandra cradled Shawn's incredible breasts in her own hands and lowered her lips to them again. Shawn watched, begging Sandra with her eyes. Laura thought Shawn would faint with pleasure as Sandra finally sucked one plump, bulging, black nipple deep into her mouth.

"Auunngggh!" Shawn gasped, gagging on her own fierce lust, grimacing as Sandra tried to swallow her breast.

Laura couldn't stand being only an observer any longer. She joined Sandra, who welcomed her by giving her Shawn's other naked breast, and Laura sucked the fat, swollen nipple deep into her mouth. The two of them pushed Shawn onto her back, their mouths stuffed with her aching nipples, and Shawn clamped her shuddering thighs around Laura's kneecap, grinding her pussy into the bone and coming in delirious, whinnying spasms.

Her orgasm was shockingly intense and long, and Laura, who had experienced things like this before, knew that she could push the moment to further extremes, that she could bring Shawn to even more shattering climaxes in only minutes, if they didn't think she was crazy.

Quickly she slid down between the girl's still-flexing thighs, encouraging Sandra to keep sucking Shawn's nipples and squeezing her breasts.

"She can come again," she said to Sandra. "Keep it up. When I tell you, do it hard. Really hard. Bite her."

"Really?"

"She'll die with coming."

Laura knew, having done it herself, several times when Karen had exercised even harsher brutality on her. She knew how fierce and harrowing a climax was in store for the mewling, writhing, beautiful girl as she licked and stroked Shawn's sinuous black pussy and fingerfucked it, liberally coating her fingers with the girl's flowing cuntslime.

Now she pulled Shawn's taut round buns apart and began to tongue-fuck the girl's asshole. The sensation of a wriggling tongue up her ass was so new to Shawn that she squealed and squirmed wildly.

"Oh god . . . oh god, ummmnneeee!" she wailed, her pelvis churning violently.

Slowly, Laura insinuated one finger beneath her tongue, sliding it up into Shawn's ass almost before the writhing girl knew what was happening. Instead of squirming more wildly, Shawn's luscious body stiffened, and a low whooping moan came from deep in her throat as she felt Laura's finger beginning to fuck her ass.

Laura knew how fast it could come, and in only seconds Shawn's body stiffened with the first hint of her arriving orgasm.

"Suck her hard, bite her," Laura panted to Sandra, who bunched up Shawn's luscious breasts in her hands and devoured the girl's popping wet nipples.

At the same moment, Laura, fucking Shawn hard in the ass with her finger, sucked Shawn's clit between her lips, pinching it sharply. The girl simply exploded with coming, her body wrenched by fierce spasms of pleasure. Helpless cries of ecstacy poured from her constricted throat as her pelvis shuddered and her whole body buckled under the force of the killing spasms.

"Auugngnniihhiieee!" she cried. "Ohnnngg . . . ahnngghiieeee!"

By the time it was over, Shawn could barely speak. Tears streaked her cheeks, and she lay between Sandra and Laura, trying to regain her breath, as they kissed and caressed her.

"God . . . I've never come like that," she panted, finally calming down. "I thought I was going to die."

"Making me envious, baby," Sandra smiled.

That was about all Laura needed to hear. The rest of this day and the next one became the single longest and most exhausting sexual event of her life. They continued to fuck on the huge bed, then fucked in the jacuzzi, on the floor, in the swimming pool. While one slept the other two fucked. They took turns with one another, but all three were for some reason insatiable.

The two black girls enjoyed making Laura into what they called an Oreo cookie, sandwiching her between their two luscious, naked bodies and then fucking her until she was whimpering with fatigue and throbbing with the aftershocks of stupendous orgasms. She completely lost count of how many, but she knew, when it finally came time for her to leave, that she had surely doubled her previous record, coming forty or fifty times easily over the two day period.

"God, I don't know how I'll ever face doing it with a man again, after this," Shawn sighed theatrically as they made their goodbyes to Laura.

"Don't forget they have cocks," Laura winked at her. "There's just something about them."

"I suppose," Sandra smiled. "But we'd both rather do this."

"Amen," Shawn said. "Can we have a rematch?"

"Maybe I should bring a friend too," Laura suggested.

They both brightened up at the thought.

"I may be able to reserve this place again in a couple of months," Sandra said.

"Then give a call," Laura said. "I should have recovered by then."

They all kissed and she drove off to the airport, unable to resist humming happily at the thought of their long, exuberant, exhausting weekend, the fuck party to end all fuck parties. At least until I get Karen there, she thought wickedly.