A Fan's Notes

(reflections while reading Laura's Story)

[used by permission]

 

Chapter 237:

This chapter starts out with some delicious angst. Laura's heart nearly comes out her throat when she gets a summons to Rhonda's office. Since this is the day after her tryst with Stevie, naturally, Laura is scared shitless. Her guilt is working her up. Her mind comes up with various unpleasant thoughts and devises defensive tactics. As you know I always felt sorry for Rhonda. She may be jealous like Laura but I always felt like she was trying to connect with Laura and felt pain when Laura rejected her overtures. While I enjoyed reading of Laura's terror I did feel for Rhonda when Laura is so cruel in her thoughts. I am smiling though as I type this thinking of how passionate Laura is. She doesn't want anyone coming between her and one of her angels. I am happy that they have pretty much buried the hatchet though I know their fiery natures will still clash some from time to time.

Instead Rhonda is floating in the clouds. Evidently, Stevie after fucking Laura heatedly, she then fucked the hell out of Rhonda. Lucky girl. I love how Laura describes Stevie. Stevie may be totally self-absorbed but she does now how to fuck with divine verve. Once more, I see another woman says that Rhonda is sweet, in this case, actually sweeter than Laura. Of course, when it comes to Rhonda, Laura gets catty and also thinks that Stevie is also attracted to her money and power. I can't really blame Stevie for this. She does strike me as a hedonist.

Once more Rhonda is trying to be nice to Laura. I kind of always felt sorry for Rhonda. I can't remember the earlier chapters with her. In the later chapters that I remember, she always seems to be trying to get closer to Laura. At this point, Laura has not yet forgiven her for her past behavior. Still Rhonda tries, first by complimenting Laura about Laura's appearance and then trying to find out if Laura got Deshona in bed. Again I am so happy that they are now able to be in each other's presence and enjoy it. I am hoping for a Laura, Rhonda and Deshona threesome in the future. Laura is able to fib her way out of answering the questions about Deshona. With Deshona's cold demeanor, it is easy to see why Rhonda's believed her. It is nice to see Deshona coming back into the story recently.

I really felt for Rhonda when she makes another attempt at camaraderie with Laura. She remarks about Ada's beauty, but all Laura can think is that maybe Rhonda is trying to trap her. She mentions that she and Stevie are together again and Laura lets her know that Randi informed her. At this, Rhonda gets misty eyed and tells Laura they could be friends, but Laura blows her off. Again Laura thinks of traps and thinks that Rhonda is a cunt. Laura's "fatal flaw" is her jealousy. If Rhonda was straight (Ughh!!) then I don't think there would be any problem between them. It is the perceived competition that gets Laura's motor running. I guess I'm attracted to the vulnerability of Rhonda. I always want to protect the underdog. I'm so happy to see they are now on friendly terms.

Even though I don't like seeing Laura like this, this is one of the reasons I like this story so much. Laura is not perfect. She has faults. Just like me. I'm known for being so nice and sweet by my co-workers and casual friends. Joann and Maria can tell you different. I can get real pissy and bitchy when I am really upset. I thank you for showing Laura's faults. You make Laura real and human. This allows me to get closer to Laura because I can sympathize with her and relate to her weaknesses. I have always admired her strengths and have noticed real growth and an ability to grow as evidenced by her newfound friendship with Rhonda.

I also like how you take so time to show how Rhonda is so smitten with Stevie. You develop Rhonda here with her love for Randi and her remorse (though light) over her dropping Randi in favor of Stevie. As vain as Randi is I can't really feel sorry for her. I like the development you did with Rhonda here. It really allows me to really like her. Thus, when they come together in chapter 249 my heart really sang with happiness.

Now Laura meets Ada and is stunned by her new hairdo. I love the fact that Laura finds new beauty in her women when they do the smallest changes to themselves. Laura can't help but gasp and comment on it. It is such a shame that we have to hide this kind of thing. Of course, the office romance is verboten, but the main reason for the nervousness is the fact of lesbianism. I am always so happy when you focus on these small things, like a change in hairstyle. Other writers keep things so basic and focused on the sex. They never show these little things that mean so much in a person's life. It is these little things in our lovers that attract us so. Sigh. I was happy to see that Ada is happier now with her new found love affair. Ada lets Laura know that she changed her hairstyle for Laura's benefit. I can understand Laura's consternation. While Laura likes Ada a lot and want s to continue their liaison, she is not in love with her. She is naturally nervous about the implications. Ada is putting too much into this relationship though I can't help but be touched by Ada doing her hair for Laura. This says so much about Ada and her sweet and pleasing ways. She wants to please the special person in her life. This is one the things that makes me adore her so much. Ada needs to accept this as a sexual relationship and enjoy it for all she can which she is slowly doing with her continued relationship with Laura. Conversely, it is also preparing the way for her to accept a new love that is appearing in her life in Dallas in Ada's latest chapter. Without these current interactions, she would not have grown enough to accept what is being offered in Dallas. I love how we get to view this woman changing and growing over time.

I like their euphemism for sex "playing tennis". That is just so cute. I like how Ada gets so flustered just thinking about sex. She is so conservative that the mere thought of raw wanton sex gets her confused. Also, this shows her innocence. I smiled great big over Ada getting all flustered and shuffling the papers on her desk trying to act calm and cool and not showing her sexual excitement and instead she is shouting it out for all to see. This innocence that Laura is slowly helping her to overcome. (I am so excited that Ada now has a woman desiring her in Dallas and Laura is helping her to accept this wonderful development.) They are both so hot for each other they would be tearing off their clothes if they were alone and safe. I smiled when Ada mentioned a man was showing interest and Laura feels her familiar arrow of jealously. I think I would have felt this too. It drives me crazy for a woman to mention a "special" man when I'm trying to get in her pants.

["Ooohhh, and I've got a new tennis outfit I'm dying for you to see," Ada bubbled, her terrible Texas twang beginning to wind up and curdle the fluids in Laura's inner ear as she grew more excited."] Had to chuckle at this. That voice must be heinous. Part of me does and doesn't want to hear this voice of dread. I like the idea that it will take them a few days before they can get together. Time for the lust to simmer and come to a slow boil of extreme desire.

Again I have to thank you for bringing so much more to these women than their tits and ass. So many authors just focus on the purely sexual. It is almost as if they forget about the rest of the body. You never forget [Ada was actually breathing more heavily than usual as she finally signed Laura's voucher. Her shapely, smooth, black hand was so beautiful that Laura wanted to grab it and kiss it while the pen was moving. And Ada's beautiful smooth dark neck, more exposed by her upswept hair, was an almost irresistible invitation to her lips. How she would be able to wait until Saturday she didn't know.] As usual, everything about women excites Laura. This is one of things I so appreciate about your writing. Your writing is always so positive and uplifting towards women and their physical beauty. Often with me I notice things other than the big three first. I almost always notice the face first and then their general lines and build and then I focus on their

endowments so to speak. They are just icing on the cake for me. Of course I can't wait to devour that icing. Hehehe.

I was happy to see Laura getting a little loving while waiting for Ada to get free from work and her trip to Dallas. First she has Yvette. I'm happy for Yvette because if I remember, Author is a control freak who tries to dominate her. She needs some good loving lesbian sex to really satisfy her. Arthur is a pig and doesn't deserve such a lovely woman. I like Laura having women in her life that she has a long connection with. Sex with women you have known for years has its own special fire. That intimate knowledge of each other bodies and how to stroke the fire to a fever pitch and the resulting devastating orgasms.

Then Laura gets an unexpected phone call from April for a date. Sounds like they totally fucked each other's brains out with the high orgasm count. In your last April chapter, Laura commented that April and Yolanda are demons for fucking, this chapter supports that. I did of course feel sorry for April. Laura reflects that April was getting "kicked back and forth" between herself and Rhonda. April only got some loving when Laura and Rhonda weren't fucking another woman. Rhonda was by far the worse of the two, with her suddenly abandoning her for Randi. I know Randi must have been flying high until she was the one kicked over for Stevie. I know Randi must have been both hurt and extremely furious over that turn of events. While April has my sympathy for her abandonment I can't really feel sorry for Randi with her cavalier ways. When one is so flippant in your dealings with people, you can't expect sympathy when life gets its revenge. I want to shout from the rooftop that I am so HAPPY for April and her finding of Yolanda.

Finally it comes time for the date and Ada shows up in a baggy sweatshirt that is quickly shed to reveal yet another "Venus" outfit. All I can say is YUM!! That outfit should be outlawed on the Williams sisters. I love Serena's new leather look. What a fucking body!!! I want her thighs wrapped around my head while she is screaming her orgasm out and I'm lapping up her love cream from her spasming cunt while Venus rides her face like Shavon pumping hard until her cunt explodes in her sister's hot sucking mouth. All three of us lust after them. We are convinced that if we could just get them for a weekend that we would fuck them so long, hard and well that they would be confirmed lesbians for life and devotees of incest to boot. We would DP them to heaven. Plus, with Ada's puffy nipples protruding from the material that would drive me insane with lust. I agree that the goldenrod color would be dynamite on her beautiful black skin.

I love the interaction between them here. Laura is gasping out her awe struck pleasure ["Oh god, I've never seen anything so beautiful as you," Laura gasped, feeling a hot, familiar throbbing deep inside her pussy.] I love the affect all this adulation has on Ada [Ada's eyelids grew heavy, drooping sexily. She had seen herself in this outfit, in the mirror, and had known the effect it would have on Laura. "Maybe we can just skip the tennis today and get right on with the rest," she breathed, almost inaudibly.] This real life interaction and flittering has started the fires burning deep in their bellies. Laura starts the love making the way I so dearly love. She knows how to do it so slow and sweet. They kiss tenderly without immediate heat. Immediately, Laura lets her fingers caress all the beautiful exposed skin. Of course Ada starts to feel like her knees and belly are turning to jelly. She is melting from within. She kisses Ada's neck and ears with such tenderness. Then Laura does something that makes my belly flutter, [Slowly, Laura dropped to her knees and pressed her lips against the taut skin of Ada's bare midriff, where the tennis outfit curved in toward the center of her stomach. She kissed the entire large dark brown crescent of skin and flesh, then moved her lips to the other side and kissed it too. Ada looked down at her, tenderly brushing the top of Laura's head with her fingers.] Reading this makes me think I need to go out and buy this outfit. It does have

such wonderful possibilities.

Ada is enjoying this but her RR upbringing starts to fuck (not in a good way either) with her again. She feels guilty for loving a woman. What fucking bullshit. I hate how society fucks with us. Laura uses the direct approach to overcome this. She asks Ada if she is wet, when the answer is affirmative she then lets her know she will soon have something a lot better to feel ashamed about. She uses their physical desire to try and put Ada at ease. I feel that Ada needs Laura to help her out from under her upbringing. Fortunately, Laura has had the opportunity to give her further lessons.

I so love how Laura is ready to fuck Ada ardently even though she has fucked heatedly the previous two nights. As usual, Laura is ready to give her current lover her all. I then love how they lock eyes while the remove their tennis outfits. I love how their eyes devour each other's sweet flesh as it becomes exposed. I love Ada looking so solemn as she pulls the top over her head exposing her awesome tits. They then comment to each other that they can see the naked lust in each other eyes. Laura thinks that Ada is more comfortable with this. I think she is, she just needs more lessons is all. With Ada's outfit she has to bend over to get if over her thighs and calves. I love how you describe Ada's breast swaying and swooping out. I can just see her breast in this position. Hot is all I can say. Laura's pulse beats faster in her throat. Laura now takes her to bed. I love this whole section of them removing their clothes. As I so often say no other author gives anything like this. They usually just say the quickly removed their clothes in a short sentence while you just gave us three plus paragraphs of disrobing. I love the heat that you show with their disrobing, heat other authors ignore to their stories detriment.

Loved this one liner ["Come over here on the bed, boss, and give me my performance review," she breathed.] Very cute. Ada feels a little uncomfortable with this. I think I would also. Fucking a person reporting to me has so many possible bad outcomes if things go wrong with the relationship. Doubt I could stop myself though if I got the opportunity. Still you show many of Ada's great personal traits with this though [Ada did as requested, but with an uncomfortable smile. The fact that she was really Laura's boss continued to bother her, given the wild, hot paroxysms of coming Laura was able to inspire in her body, and the total loss of control. Ada did not crave power or want to exercise it over her direct reports, but she was very dignified and measured, with a fine sense of corporate proportions, since she had carefully and diligently risen to a position of influence and responsibility.] It is learning these positive traits that helped me fall for Ada so hard. I love her sense of fairness and gentle ways. It is these qualities that really attract me to a woman beyond sex. This sense of fairness and innate goodness.

I have to comment on the first two paragraphs where the sweet loving gets kindled. Again it is nothing but sweet rapture to me how you bring things along. [Laura kissed her cheek, her jaw, her neck, her ear, bringing her hands up to Ada's magnificent, out-jutting, firm breasts, gently pinching the plump, thick bulbs of Ada's soft nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. "Mmmm, I love it too," she purred. "I don't want to do anything that upsets you." Her lips arrived at Ada's very sensual mouth, and they kissed emotionally for a long time, breaking off the kiss now and then to murmur sweetly to each other, or kiss each other's neck, shoulders, cheeks, but then their mouths met again, and this time the kiss grew more heated. Laura thrust her tongue deep into Ada's open mouth. Ada responded in kind, digging her fingers into Laura's naked back, raping Laura's mouth with her strong, probing tongue.] This leaves them gasping and ready for so much more. I hope you never get tired of me waxing poetic on this. It is simply only you who shows how love making between lovers occurs. This is how you make love to a woman you deeply care for or love. Other writers just have them get right into the sex with maybe one or two sentences of foreplay or slow build up. Only you show how women slowly build each other up. Your foreplay is so real and so on target. This is the real thing. I thank you so much for giving me this.

I love the emotion that you show in addition to the sweet sex. I love Laura telling Ada that she wants only what Ada wants. You show us the caring between these women. I love how you they start their kissing without devouring each other and with lots of breaks to coo to each other and tell each other how much they love each other. Only then do they open their mouths and plunge tongues in deep with much twining of tongues and stroking of each other's loving mouths. You bring things along so sweetly that you are able to show the emotion of sex and not just the physical heat.

I love Ada's vulnerability when she lets Laura know that only she makes her feel this. Laura then assaults her nipples. She doesn't show any foreplay with her nipples. They are just too perfect to delay with. She immediately devours one of plump nipples, sucking it deep into her mouth. I couldn't wait to devour that thick plumb with much tonguing and deep love sucks. I can just taste her sweet flesh in my mouth, intoxicating me. Love Ada's reaction, ["Aanngghhh!" Ada gasped, throwing her head back, her whole body briefly seizing up as the intensity of sensation shot through her.] Laura becomes sure that Ada is one of those lucky women who can come from breast stimulation alone. Lucky woman. I have had a few women like this and I can spend hours just nursing and suckling before I devour them till they come. Again you capture almost all facets of lesbian lovemaking and capture the unique qualities that each woman brings into your bed.

Sensing this, Laura immediately ups the heat ["Oh! Oh god . . . Laura! Oh god yes, oh I've never felt this way! Oh . . . bite it. Yes . . . I mean it . . . bite it, Laura! Yes! Just a little! Not hard!"] What I love about this is the fact that you don't actually describe the sex itself. You let the reader do all the imaging by listening to Ada's pleas. I also love the communication and how Ada is letting go of her inhibitions as her body speaks to her. Hopefully, with time she will learn to listen to herself and not what society tells us trying to control our desires for pleasure. I think it is so cool how you show that Ada can only let go of her inhibitions while in the throes of passions. It is these little things that make your women so unique.

With this Ada starts to writhe and twist even more. This inspires Laura to gently sink her teeth into her "swollen areola of her large nipple." With those nipples and that request I know I would go crazy with lust and love assault them. Ada's squeals of pleasure inspire Laura [Laura squeezed the firm ball of flesh with both hands and sank her teeth in further, sucking Ada's wet nipple hard at the same time.] The ending result was never in doubt ["Ummggiiee!" Ada squealed again. "Oh! Oh yes . . . oh god Laura yes! Ungghmmnnggiieeeee!" she cried out, her body suddenly thrashing in tight convulsions as a fierce, shocking orgasm wrenched her. "Ohhnnnggggg! Ungghh! Ohnnnnn!"] Sigh, so beautiful.

It just so tender and fucking hot at the same time that Laura continues to hold Ada's breast with both hands and gently laves Ada's nipple with her tongue. Through this connection she can feel Ada's aftershocks. I love doing this or gently holding a woman to my body and letting her aftershocks ripple against my tongue and or body. Makes me feel so close. Again, only you show this closeness between lovers.

Laura is inspired to go for another nipple orgasm. I really felt sad for Ada when she told Laura ["I have actually gone years without an orgasm, do you know that? I mean, certain periods."] That is so sad. Her repressed nature has denied her pleasure of her goddess like body. I know that there are real people like this (female and male). It is just so sad. Ada pleads for Laura to go down on her and uses gentle pressure with her hands on Laura's head to guide her south. Laura gladly complies with her lover's request. What woman doesn't desire to bury her face in a hot, steamy, runny cunt? Soaked with love juice just waiting to be lapped up. My cunt goes on fire when my lover is pressing my head south to her kitty. I don't know why this always makes me hot but it does. I love being directed by my lover on how she wants to be pleasured. Like when a new lover guides my fingers stroking her cunt. Showing me her secret pleasure spots.

I love the communication that your characters do here. I will never tire of the post coital murmurs of love and then Ada communicating her desire for some oral loving. I then love how you say so much with the simple description of Ada yawing her thighs open for Laura as she moves south. I love that opening up for your lover. Exposing your groin for consumption and the vulnerability that this always makes me feel. Opening myself up. I love that detail you always give of kissing the tummy on the way down and how your lover is almost always breathing heavy with anticipation. Love kissing a tummy bellowing and feeling that movement with my lips as I kiss her tummy, knowing I put that excitement in her body.

When Laura reaches her pussy she once more sees the beauty of Ada's meaty cunt [Ada had a big, juicy, meaty, fat pussy, with a large clit, not as large as Randi's but close, a swelling, purplish, shiny marble at the very top, just waiting to be licked, loved, and sucked, and nearly swallowed. Laura always did her best to oblige, and this time she attacked the beautiful distended berry with a fresh sense of purpose, wanting to capitalize on the state of arousal she knew Ada was still in.] I just love how you describe women's cunts. I can close my eyes and just see these women's pussies. Not only do you describe these women's vaginas, you do so in way that is totally hot to read. You make me salivate with desire for them. You are absolutely the only author to do this. As I keep repeating this is so damn weird. Each woman's pussy is unique and should be described though I must admit I would be befuddled if I was told to describe mine in print. I'm afraid I would get out my ruler and engineering books and give a clinical dissertation.

Now you start giving me the details that I so dearly love. Ada's fingers are fiercely gripping Laura scalp while driving her cunt up into Laura's loving mouth. I love how you describe Ada's cunt as a "gapping slit". This makes me think of it all swollen and juicy. It is descriptions like this that make me dream about Ada [Ada was beautiful, her full, voluptuous, classically gorgeous woman's body surging and twisting, her large breasts rolling and jiggling, her hips churning, her sleek thighs flexing, as Laura hungrily devoured her streaming, inflamed, open pussy.] I really want this woman. I love seeing a woman's breast swaying and jiggling. A woman with dd cup sized breast like Ada is just so wonderful as they roll around in passion.

Now Ada's upswept hair has come undone and is all disheveled. I love this when I see it, it makes my women look so sexy and wanton as evidenced by [Also, her struggling and writhing had loosened the pins that held up the stylish swirl of Ada's new hairdo behind her head, and her thick black hair came free, spilling around her neck and making her look tousled and wild and fiercely attractive to Laura, more desirable than ever, wanton and crazy with sexual need. Ada's wild, sensual appearance aroused Laura's lust to a hotter pitch, and she almost forgot the keening loudness of Ada's moans in the heat of her passion.] I always find hair that is tousled and sweaty to be so fucking slutty. It makes me absolutely hot. I love the look on myself and I think it makes all of my lovers look so hot. Then Laura swarms back up Ada's body to devour her nipples. What woman could long stay away from those nipples? I also like how Laura is able to comment on the difference between Ada's voluptuous beauty and the runway model beauty of Randi and Yvette. I always think it is so cool when you compare your women to each other. It is just so cool that you have developed them so well that you are able to do this.

Laura starts to fret about Ada's voice and her neighbors. I really am happy that Laura now has her own apartment now where she can fuck in peace and security. I also know that the fog horn like qualities really get to Laura also. I will always be curious as to how Ada sounds when she gets excited.

Now Laura spies the sport bag with the double headed dildo rushes off the bed to get it. She returns to the bed, placing kisses all over Ada's face and twisting her nipples. One thing I like about this introduction of the double dildo is the fact that it was not used the last chapter on Stevie. Stevie made it clear that her pussy is just to small for penetration for such a large cock. I always love it when you show how not all ones plan come to fruition and how Stevie communicated her needs and desires. Then you show how lesbians listen to their lover and gladly adjust their technique. Recently, I slept with a woman who didn't like penetration. Just didn't do anything for her. When I run into this I gladly adjust and prepare for a lot of oral action. Just more cunt candy for me to devour.

I love how Ada is being overcome by Laura's kisses ["Ohhhh . . . oh Laura oh god . . . it all feels so good!" Ada moaned, twisting. "I'm going to make you come so hard," Laura murmured heatedly in her ear.] I love Laura telling her woman she is going to make her come. I Love It. Now she tells Ada to look out and introduces the monster into Ada's love swollen cunt. I love how it stretches out her cunt. I love how Ada's cunt is all swollen and slicked up with juice from her previous orgasm. She is ready to be invaded. I always smile when Laura gags when introducing the other end of a monster dildo into her cunt. I'm just thankful that I love penetration and can so enjoy this form of sex. I love the shock that Ada feels when Laura starts to force that monster deeper into her body, "what is that?" Now Laura leans forward to brush her hair in Ada's face and brushing their tits. I love sweeping my hair over my lover. That would be heavenly, feeling Ada's perfect tits rubbing against mine.

I love how you describe the pain of penetration when the dildo is large [Ada grimaced, but it was not totally in pain. Again she looked up searchingly into Laura's eyes. Laura bent down and kissed her savagely, beginning slowly to grind her hips, slowly pushing the huge cocks in and out of their throbbing slits.] I love that feeling of being crammed with what sometimes feels to excess both in girth and depth. I love feeling like I might be split in two. You make clear that the pain is really pleasure. I love how Laura goads Ada on ["Tell me what you want, preacher's daughter," Laura teased her in a guttural whisper, slithering her tongue into Ada's marvelous shiny black ear.] I think Laura is helping to loosen Ada up from RR fucked up upbringing with these sweet whispers of fucking. I like finding something like this to work my love phrases around. Joann, Maria and myself all like our trash talking. I love how Laura's words reduce Ada to begging to be fucked. Ada needs a lot more of this loosening up her repressed nature.

Again with your fucking, you are alone with all the details about the actual technique [Laura smiled, gyrating her pelvis, pumping a little harder now, feeling the long, slippery, fat snake slide up into her pussy with each circular thrust, and glancing down to see the other end disappear up into Ada's crammed cunt, watching Ada's glossy cunt lips cling to it when it slid partially back out again. She moved the hand that held the shaft in the middle down closer to Ada's pussy so that she could rub the knuckle of one finger against the thick, bulging marble of Ada's clit with each thrust too, and it had the desired effect. Ada groaned and quivered each time.] I can almost guarantee that other authors would just have Laura fucking Ada with the dildo with absolutely no details. With other authors it is "please wake me up when something hot occurs." The reads are okay; they just don't produce any heat. I really love that little detail of Laura using her knuckle to graze Ada's clit. You are the only writer to talk of using some digital stimulation to make the dildo sex all the hotter.

I love it when they get into unison in their fucking rhythm and finally Ada begs for it ["Oh! Oh . . . god . . . fuck me, Laura!" Ada gave in, whimpering and panting in an uncontrollable frenzy now, more out of control than Laura had ever seen her. "God, please . . . oh please, fuck me! Fuck me, Laura! Oh yes! Oh yes!"] Yes! Pumping my fist. I love making a shy or repressed woman beg to be fucked. I hate society doing this to women. Women should never feel embarrassed to demand what they want in bed. I love Laura crying out that she is about to come. I never shy away from crying out my approaching orgasm. I really can't control my cries of passion, except for my first come. I must try and mute them by screaming into my lover's flesh or hot hungry mouth.

Orgasm time ["Me too!" Ada gasped, suddenly clutching Laura's naked back and digging her fingers deeply into Laura's flesh. "Oh god, fuck me, yes!" she growled, with a fierce violence Laura had never heard from her before either, jamming her pussy hard up into the dildo. "Auungghhhhh!"] I love how Laura has gotten her to get aggressive in her wanton pursuit of pleasure. I love how they continue the rhythm of fucking and bring themselves to several more scalding orgasms. I love how you show them almost melting into one another with their mated fucking [As explosive as the first ones were, these were even better, since they cooed and kissed their way through them, gazing deeply at each other as the throbbing, aching waves filled their mated bodies and squeezed helpless, sighing moans of deep rapture from their lungs.] I love fucking like this, looking into my lover's eyes and cooing to her while rapture rips our bodies. Some women's clits can't take this continued fucking, but mine can and I love trying to coax another orgasm out of my clit by continuing to fuck after the first one. Got to be careful to not get too greedy though, sometimes I blow my clit out with to much stimulation too quickly. Laura always keeps things in balance.

I love how you describe them becoming almost one. Both are lost in their simultaneous orgasms, melting into each other's arms. As always I love the sounds your women make and the way describe their faces almost appearing to be in pain when actually it is exctacy.

Now the frustrating neighbors with the odious requirements for quiet rears its ugly. I hate the idea of Ada having to hide her groans of rapture and scalding pleasure that requires screams of pleasure to be vocalized. I so dearly love to hear my lover's vocalizations of pleasure that I couldn't take this constant having to worry about noise. Sometimes I am in this situation, which I can handle, but not constantly worrying like Laura here. Thank goodness she has her own place now to fuck in sweet peace and privacy.

Now this is an all-star description [But Ada in her current state was enchanting. She and Laura had been 'playing tennis' now for almost a month, but she had never experienced anything like this yet. She looked like a tornado had given her a three-mile ride, all disheveled and wasted, her eyes still glassy, her mouth slack, her hair wonderfully messy, her expression both bewildered and mighty pleased with herself at the same time.] I love making my women look like this. I know I have done my job when they look like this. Ada is ecstatic with joy. Laura has finally got her comfortable enough to joke about the monster dildo. If Ada would have let her, Laura could have taught her to fully enjoy her body at this time. I think her last lesson in Dallas has really helped her get closer to shucking her fucked up upbringing.

Obviously, it seems that Ada is becoming aroused again [Laura gave her a sexy smile, letting her eyes drop briefly to Ada's magnificent, full, jutting breasts. Her large, black, protruding nipples were soft and swollen again, gleaming and round, rising nearly an inch off the surface of her breasts.] I would die to devour these beauties. Women with these protruding nipples are such precious jewels. I could and have suck and knead beauties like these for hours. I love how they swell with blood as I perform my ministrations upon them. I so love feeling them stiffening up in my loving mouth and then love tugging them deeper and deeper into my mouth, trying to swallow them down my throat. You capture what I wrote so divinely here [As explosive as the first ones were, these were even better, since they cooed and kissed their way through them, gazing deeply at each other as the throbbing, aching waves filled their mated bodies and squeezed helpless, sighing moans of deep rapture from their lungs.]

I love how Ada comments that Laura never gets enough and realizes that she can't either when she is with Laura. Hopefully, Ada will learn to grab all the pleasure her body can give her. Now it is time for some more breast worship [This time, Ada was not reluctant. She held her breast in both hands, offering the huge, bulging nipple to Laura's lips.] This image just drives me nuts with lust. That is such a beautiful picture. Laura devours them, ["Oh god . . . I can't believe you make me so wet," Ada panted. "So soon. Ohhhh . . . Laura . . . don't you know I just came?"] Laura knows what she is doing. Geez, Laura gets to make a total pig of herself (lucky girl) [Effortlessly, Laura scooped up Ada's other breast in one hand, cradling both large melons now in her palms, and shifted her attention to Ada's other nipple, the one she had given Ada an orgasm by sucking earlier. By sucking both of them, first one, then the other while twirling and pinching the first one between her thumb and forefinger, Laura soon reduced Ada to helpless quivering and moaning.] You really, really make me desire Ada greatly. I think she should visit us; we would totally fuck her brains out. You also have the great detail of Ada looking down and watching Laura devouring her nipples. I always love to see my lover propping herself up to look down at my loving ministrations. Just makes me love her all the more focused and harder.

Laura's ever-present jealousy appears at the mention of the guy from Phoenix. The thought of a man touching Ada makes me grrrrrrrrr. I think this only makes Laura more passionate. I know it would me. Love the dialog between them ["I love it when your hair is all messed up like this, and your big nipples are wet and throbbing, and you're begging me to fuck you," Laura said, smacking her lips playfully, squeezing Ada's breasts, then sucking one of her nipples hard again. Ada giggled through her feverish lust, unable to ignore Laura's outrageous boldness. "I haven't begged you . . . for five minutes," she panted.] This is Laura at her "fucking best". I love the idea of Ada's hair all mused up and those big nipples all engorged with blood begging for still more attention.

I love how Laura is totally besotted with passion for Ada and just swarms her body. I get like that; I total fog of lust and just attacking my lover's body. I love how Laura gets between Ada's thighs and [She wanted to devour and consume Ada. What they had done up to now paled in comparison to what Laura now gave in to, swarming all over Ada's body, kissing, sucking, biting her smooth, delicious flesh, sliding down once more to her dripping, oozing pussy and sliding two fingers up into the snug, soupy channel before unleashing a rapid flurry of tongue-strokes on Ada's throbbing clit.] Love how you describe Ada's cunt; I can just see it all swollen and full of fuck juice as my fingers plunge into her grasping and clutching cunt. Then tongue mauling that grape of a clit before I suck it deep into my loving mouth. Only you capture a woman being overwhelmed with sensation and love as her lover attacks her cunt with love and passion [Ada could not withstand the onslaught of Laura's flood of passion for very long. Squirming and whimpering, she began to buck her hips into Laura's thrusts, swirling her pussy up into Laura's busy tongue, her fingers fluttering over her still-damp, erect nipples, tweaking them, then pulling them harder as Laura brought her up to a shocking finish. "Oh god . . . not again!" she groaned, her body jerking involuntarily as fresh hot spasms wracked her. "Unngghh! Unngghmmnnggiiieeee!" she suddenly cried out.] I love how Ada reacts to this new orgasm with "not again". That had to make me smile. Laura is totally overwhelming her. I so dearly love how you so accurately capture the physical as well as the emotional essence of lesbian lovemaking. Thank You!!!!!!!!

Of course Ada screams during orgasm and Laura has to worry about the volume and the quality of it. Love how Laura brings her down ["Yes . . . yes," Laura panted, still probing Ada's sweet pussy, still flicking the now-flaring, shiny marble of her large clit.] That swollen clit would be drawing my mouth for some additional stimulation and hoped for additional orgasms in my loving mouth. More love cream to swallow greedily.

I had totally forgotten that Laura now goes and finds Ada's g-spot orgasm. Needless to say, I simply love how you are able to catch the sight and essence of a woman being torn apart by these strings of orgasms. I often don't find the g-spot (don't seem to have the touch) but when I'm successful, I love this total loss of control of my lover. I love how their bodies are just ripped apart when I find that miracle spot in their pussy [Suddenly Ada's whole luscious, voluptuous, sex-goddess's body went stiff as a board in a sharp spasm that quickly dissolved into wild tossing and flipping. Cawing and gurgling deep in her throat, she began to have orgasms that each struck her like an ocean wave, crashing into her surging body, knocking her back to the bed, then lifting her up once more for another shattering impact, pummeling her, crushing her again, shaking her in a fierce, clenching grip, then dropping her again to the bed, until she lay mewling and half-weeping, almost pulverized by four or five climaxes in a row. They had all blended together in such a continuous cataclysm of excruciating pleasure that it was hard to know how many she had actually had.] I so love giving pleasure and this just puts me in heaven. I love watching a woman going through the throes of orgasm. I love the sounds, sight, smell, the taste of my lover and the feeling of a body jerking in exctacy.

Wow, this is one whirlwind fuck session. Now Laura grabs the monster dildo and inserts into Ada's tight cunt, once more stretching it out and then inserting the other end in her hungry pussy. Once more Ada is startled by this passion. I love how Laura coaxes her to "fuck her". I love her gasping to Ada that she needs her to help her come. She gets Ada started into the rhythm and gets her get on top. I love how Laura coaxes Ada to get in the dominant position and to fuck her. To make Ada the aggressor. This is training that Ada needs. I always love it when you describe a woman "yawning" her thighs open for her lover. Ada has learned to hold the dildo in place I see. I see her the hunger and fear that eventually drove Ada to run away. I really want to maul Ada's tits [But this was a new, exciting perspective for Laura, who had never experienced Ada on top before, her full, gourd-shaped breasts and swollen black nipples dangling first over Laura's torso, then, as she reached up to grab them, over her face as she pulled Ada down to suck them.] Tits like this were created to be love mauled during sex. I can just feel their weight and their softness as I guide them to my starving mouth. I love hearing Laura grunting out with each thrust [wincing as she felt the dildo drive deep into her pussy with each thrust Ada made. "Unghh! Ohnngg! Yes! Unghhh! Yes, fuck me, honey . . . fuck me, honey!"]

I love how they totally consume each other. I see her again that Ada is shocking herself with this raw hunger. I can only blame her upbringing that prevents herself from totally enjoying the rapture that our bodies are clearly designed to give. How can she fear this [But as soon as she got Ada's large, bulging nipple into her mouth, it was all over for both of them. She sucked it hard, pulling Ada down, mashing Ada's whole firm breast right into her face, against her mouth, even sinking her teeth gingerly into the erect areola surrounding the springy center bud. At the same time, both of them were jabbing their groins into each other at a frantic pace, whimpering and squealing, impaling themselves on the thick dildo, surging and groaning, and then suddenly coming in great, shrieking jolts.] Of course they come in great shrieking screams of exctacy. Hopefully, Ada will learn to give into this hunger. Hopefully, only with women. Hehehe.

You deliver to the reader a crushing orgasm and then you make it divine by giving us the vocalizations that a cunt wrenching orgasm produces ["Annngghhiiieeeee!

Ohnnggmmnnggeeeeee! Oh god! Oh . . . Ada!" Laura cried out, releasing Ada's nipple as the screams of ecstacy poured out of her lungs. "Ungghh! Oh! Unh unh

auunnggghhhhh! Ohhnggghhhhhiieeee!" Ada howled at nearly the same moment, her lunging body wrenched by a fierce explosion of coming.] I always love that detail of losing ones grip on a nipple when an orgasm pulverizes you. I have had this happen to me often. I love to suckle and love maul a tit if the position allows it. I love that final lunge that Ada drives deep into Laura's cunt with her own wrenching orgasm. I love how they embrace each other feeling the aftershocks ripple through their spent flesh and then how Laura coaxes yet one more orgasm out of Ada by sucking those oh so sensitive nipples. I think women always try to give their partners the utmost pleasure they can. Putting the needs of their lover before theirs. Of course the other lover is doing the same thing. Thus, both are the big winners.

Ada confesses that Laura has pulled a hunger out of her that she never knew she had. She also surprised at the number of orgasms [Ada looked suddenly solemn. "I never had sex that . . . I don't know, violent." She looked down bashfully. "Never came that many times, either. Even with you."]. Laura begs for a little more head action. One thing about Ada, she may be confused and a little appalled at her lust, but she never hesitates to give pleasure to Laura. Again this shows Ada's great soul, she may be confused, but she always tries to please as much as possible. I am so happy that Laura is awakening Ada to this passion she is capable of. I am just sorry that it made her run away. Fortunately for Ada, the fates have allowed Laura to meet her again several times to continue her education and now Ada is hopefully ready to accept the love of this woman in Dallas.

Geez, they make love again. This time tenderly to make up for their "violent" couplings. Here they comment on all the noisy they make. I am so happy that Laura has gotten away from this restriction. Of course, with Ada, she may say they need to keep the noisy down because of her "fog horn" qualities when excited. I both want and fear hearing that voice.

It sure is a shame that Laura and Ada can't kiss at the car. Society can be such a bummer. I see this is where the "hay-ah" quote comes from [At Ada's car, Laura leaned close. "I'd love to kiss yuh, but I just washed my hay-ah," she quoted Bette Davis, making a droll face.] I always love it when they use this line back and forth. Also, again we see that Ada is unsettled by all this passion. She jokes that Laura is oversexed, but her tone conveys that she really wonders if this might not be so. Girl, get a GRIP!!! When a guy gets a lot of action, he is just being a "man", when a woman does she is being a "whore and un-lady like". I HATE that. Fuck the paternal society and their fucking rules. Whew, feel better getting that off my chest.

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Chapter 239:

This chapter starts with Laura recovering from a night with Karen. It is a little shocking to see Laura like this, all haggard. You are able to bring this out by your vivid descriptions of Laura's face. Geez!, I don't like seeing my role model looking like this. It seems that sex with Karen is getting to be draining. It must be tough to recover from such machostic kinds of sex. I might like it rough, but the kind of sex that Karen likes is just to much for me. To much raw pain. It is just not fun for me. The idea of a whip biting into my pussy is simply hein-oouuussss.

I plan to gloss all the later chapters but I'm going to save chapter 238 and similar ones for last. I enjoy the ones with Marshall and that other guy (can't remember his name) more believe it or not. While I normally avoid het stuff, your great talent still makes the penetration and raw fucking hot and I love giving head to a dildo but I do miss the ejaculation. I wish someone would develop one that could do this, with microelectronics I would think this would be possible. I think they would sell well.

This is the chapter where we get to meet Shontay. What I really find cool is that Laura is not totally blown away by Shontay. She likes her look, but she is not overwhelmed by her. She is attracted to her but finds her to be 'shockingly' skinny. I love the fact that her attraction gradually increases over future chapters. Each time she sees her, her attraction increases and thus her lust. Again, it is a nice to see the differences. Sometimes she is immediately in deep love, and then we have situations like this where it slowly simmers until it starts to boil.

I like how Laura looks at Shontay the person. Not just at her tits, ass and her mound. She looks at her style of clothes, her hairstyle and nature of her hair, the style of eyeglasses, and her height in general. Laura always looks at the whole person [but Laura could see that her face was very lovely behind the huge lenses of her glasses, her eyes quick and intelligent, her mouth expressive. Very even white teeth. High forehead.] Like the reference to a Masia princess. Also like the allusion to her obvious ability and her aloofness reminds her of Deshona. Again Laura is looking at things other than physical here, since these women couldn't be more dissimilar in physical attributes. I fear I laugh every time that Randi calls Deshona "that dwarf"

Already Laura is wondering about trying to get underneath this woman's ice like exterior. She knows she is a sucker for these women but realizes the danger they pose. These kind of women can rip your soul to shreds with their icy demeanor. I once say a het woman like this tear a man apart in front of us. The guy was a jerk but to see him so humiliated still makes me shiver. You never know if their is warmth underneath just waiting for someone to stroke and make it light. I am happy Laura has the fortitude to make the discovery.

Then we have the bombshell about Ada. Laura was devastated and so was I. To learn this way, setting in for her at a meeting. First, I would have been sick like Laura and then filled with extreme anger. To run away like this without a word. I would see this as her being a total coward. She ran away from ME is how I would have felt. As you know, Ada is one of my three immortals. I was very disheartened to see her run away. Of course, now I now that Laura has gotten to have her again, and hopefully again in the not to distant future. Ada needed Laura to free her from all the strictures that her RR upbringing has saddled her with.

I can totally understand Laura's confusion. As Laura reminisces, not 72 hours earlier, they had fucked wonderfully. How could Ada run away from such thrilling and soul satisfying sex. They don't seem to go together, this total loving and then running away. I love how Laura stews and tries to come to some understanding as to why Tamara and now Ada would run away from her. She has not had enough time to come to terms with these devastating events and understand fully why.

Of course she gets a little sidetracked with her lamenting when she starts to contemplate all the women she is sleeping with. She gets a little chastened thinking about them. She feels a little guilty for having so many women. I love the fact that she cares for them all. To varying degrees to be sure, but she respects and desires them all. She doesn't want to take advantage of any of them; she only wants to love them.

I think I would have tried to get some information about Ada also. I would have to try to understand why. Not knowing can drive one crazy. I hate surprises and boy is this a big surprise. Then her anger surfaces at all this. This too I can understand. You share wonderful sexual events with a person and the next thing she does is run away and leaving you in the lurch. The worse part is no communication. No chance to try to reach an understanding. Try and get Ada to see nothing is wrong. Ada never gave Laura the chance and that is extremely unfair. When I think about it, it is unfair to both. It hurts Laura and Ada is left with her own festering fear and doubts.

Then she is given a reprieve from her dark thoughts from a call to come and see a 'Ms Cunningham'. I loved the fact that she went downstairs with no idea as to who it is. Laura was also feeling so blue with the crushing news about Ada. I can just feel her joy at seeing Shavon. Laura as usual sees so much in her current woman [The instant she turned, and Laura saw the enchanting smile, the sexy gap between her two front teeth, the wildly fetching silky bangs across her forehead.] The joy of seeing an old lover is just wonderful. I understand her joy in seeing her and the immediate desire that ignites in her loins. I can also understand their tentativeness with each other. They need to make sure they can still reconnect.

I'm glad that you brought her back after a year's absence. I love them complementing each other. It is a bummer, that two women so often have to worry about showing their affection in public. Sometimes being gay sucks. It is so easy to loose touch. Each thought the other should have made the effort, though Laura is more right since Shavon is (was) married. We get our premonition about Shavon's current situation. Hopefully, this time they will keep in touch.

Of course, Laura starts to feel the familiar 'noticeable little trickle begin inside her pussy.' The lust is starting to build and the sweet sex is soon to come. I like how you again have them a little unsure of the situation. They obliviously want each other, but as of yet, they are not a 100% comfortable with each other. They still have to work on the mechanics of the desired coupling. They go out to lunch, but we all know what is really going to be on the menu. I love this "the game is afoot" and I have no idea where it going on my first read. All I know that great fucking is going to ensue. Shavon says they should go back to her apartment for lunch. Yum!!!

As usual, Laura basks in her lover's visual beauty. In walking back to Shavon's new apartment, Laura falls back a little to just gaze at Shavon's beauty. I'm like that a lot. I can never get enough of just gazing at women. I love looking at their individual beauty. I am really looking at Shavon through Laura's eyes [she realized that Shavon was not dressed for business but wore casual clothes, tight white pants that hugged her curvy hips and luscious bottom, and a colorfully-patterned midriff top that showed off the bare skin of her back and stomach. In fact, Shavon had largish breasts, and the midriff top stuck out almost enough to be unflattering, if you were not, like Laura, completely infatuated with the smooth dark skin and taut stomach muscles being revealed.] I can never get over the fact that you are the only author to actually describe her women. Only you show the attention and love they deserve.

Then we get the bombshell that Shavon has divorced her husband for sleeping with her sister. I'm sorry for the pain that it caused Shavon, because betrayal is never fun, but I'm so happy that it brought them together again. I can completely understand Laura keeping mum during Shavon's revelations. One has to be very careful in situations like this. The emotions are so raw and liable to change in the future, that discretion is the better part of valor. Plus, Laura is thrown off as usual when she realizes yet again that every woman involved in the scenario she has slept with. I always love how this makes Laura nervous and a "little off kilter". What I really love though is Laura's realization that she would do it exactly the same way again. She can't deny herself these lovely angels of hot sexual desires.

I see during this time, Laura has had time to theorize about Ada running away to Texas. [Not only was she living under the shadow today of having caused the darling Ada to flee back to Texas after a scorching Saturday afternoon of intense and exhaustive fucking in Laura's bed, which clearly, in retrospect, had convinced Ada that she was deep down a wanton and sinful fuck-fiend who needed to be protected from herself by putting a large distance between her and Laura.] I happen to agree 100%. Ada was totally overwhelmed by her own depravity. Her own lust totally frightened her. But, with each sexual encounter, it seems Laura is slowly getting Ada more comfortable with sexuality in general and her own body's sexuality in particular. I always long for another coupling. Ada is just simply fucking hot.

I could still kick her in the butt for running away though.

I am always happy when Laura's women finally or fully realize that they can't live without Laura and need her desperately to fulfill their sexual needs and desires. Shavon has waited to end her old relationships to start anew with Laura. Of course Laura feels the same but realizes that she must remain free to service all her ladies needs. I love the details about the various women Laura is currently involved with and how she longs for each specific woman mentioned. Thank goodness for each of these angels. Hehehe.

Now they are in Shavon's new apartment and ready to start the sex. Yeah! I liked Shavon's comment about being horny as a tick. That I know. Then you initiate the physical contact with [She slowly dropped to her knees, right there by the door, laying her jacket and her handbag on the floor, and then pressing her face right into the wonderful bare flesh of Shavon's exposed stomach.] I guess you know that is simply beautiful. It is touching. This is lovers in love. Then she kisses and runs her hands all over Shavon's beautiful skin. Of course, Shavon's pussy is flooding with love nectars and they immediately head for the bedroom.

Of course, I'm totally happy that Shavon has totally overcome her inhibitions about lesbian love. Now she fully accepts her desires for Sapphic love. This comes just at the right time for Laura, now she try and bury her hurt over Ada and her stupid moving away.

I always love the way that Laura focuses on what she loves about her women. Here it is Shavon's ass [It was about the same size as Karen's, not small, but better shaped, somehow tighter and rounder, really an enlarged version of the taut, round asses that made Laura quiver, like Chanitra's or Jane's.] How can a woman not desire to ram her tongue into that tight masterpiece. She lovingly rubs and runs her finger down the crack and asks about Shavon wanting anal sex. It is hot how Shavon takes Laura's finger kisses it and then raps her tongue around it, telling Laura only that has been in her ass. Here again, this is both hot and touching. A providing of subtle heat before the coming conflagration.

They then kiss passionately, knocking teeth in their desperation, running their hands over each other, gripping each other in hunger, giving each other love bites on each others necks and shoulders and ramming their tongues down each other throats. You are the only author to really give us details before the main sex. This is what makes women totally insane for the main sex acts. Without foreplay, sex is downright boring. This is one of the main things that makes your erotica so special and appealing. I love the desperation this ignites ["I want you . . . I need you, Laura!" Shavon panted, hurriedly trying to unbutton Laura's blouse, while Laura tried to find the zipper on Shavon's tight pants. "Quick . . . get this off! It's been so long!"]

Then you give us plenty of details of them undressing. You always give details of how your lover's take their clothes off. Again, other authors just give the reader a sentence about their characters undressing. Only you make each episode unique with its own flow filled with loving detail. The way your lovers often help each other and kissing and grope as the sweet flesh becomes exposed. I love how Laura can't wait to get her hands on Shavon's ass [Her fingers had found the zipper, and she quickly pulled it down, making the pants gape open at the side so that she could thrust both hands under the elastic band of Shavon's panties. She filled her palms with the girl's large, firm, round buns, squeezing excitedly. Shavon unfastened her own bra—raspberry lace, her dark, bulging moons rising over the tops of the cups—and shed it quickly, pushing her naked breasts against Laura's, kissing Laura again while Laura continued to squeeze her asscheeks passionately.] I really love this little bit [She skimmed her white pants and thin panties down her glossy black thighs, while Laura quickly shed her skirt and kicked off her shoes. Shavon, naked first, knelt and pulled Laura's black lace panties down her legs. She brushed her erect black nipples against Laura shins, against her thighs, looking up at

Laura watching her.] That was fucking hot.

Thought this was a very moving line ["This is my new bed," Shavon said brightly, then lowered her voice to a sultry purr. "Nobody has fucked me on this bed." She caressed Laura's cheek. "You're the first one. Make it good."] Of course, we know Laura will come through.

I love it when you give a little detail like Laura burying her face between Shavon's breast and kissing the inner sides of her tits. As usual I love how you describe Shavon's breast, drawing the reader into the story with glorious details [Shavon had gorgeous breasts, though they were not the jutting, out-thrusting kind like Karen's, or Trina's, or round and pillowy like Ada's, but instead full, firm, slightly drooping mounds, more like Randi's, though bigger, altogether very beautiful and desirable. Her nipples were flat on the wide, spreading edges but stubby in the center, and Laura, scooping Shavon's breasts up in her hands, began immediately to lick and suck them passionately.] Then you show that a lot of women are always wishing for another woman's breast. Women with small want large and vice versa. Laura is exactly like me. She loves all breast, doesn't matter. Each woman's breast are unique and worthy of worship. I love how Laura just attacks

Shavon's breast and Shavon grabs Laura's head to hold her close to her tits as Laura feasts.

I love how you describe a woman's excited cunt, all wet and swollen and your lovers run their fingers over and in it. Then Shavon describes her dream to Laura, riding her cunt hard on Laura's face as Laura lies on her back. I love this. I just love feeling a woman's cunt pressing hard into my mouth, this way I can just attack it. I love having their thighs pressing on each side of my face. It feels so intimate. I especially love it when they just grind their cunt down into my mouth. This is close to paradise for me. I like how Laura quickly agrees to satisfy Shavon's dream. Laura has never experienced this kind of sex before, but she doesn't hesitate to satisfy Shavon's desire. Women are always able and willingness to satisfy each other.

Nice touch of Shavon having a brass bed and thus something to hold onto, to help her grind down. I love the extra leverage this gives Shavon. If my lover is going to grind her cunt into my face I like for them to try and get this leverage. Joann will place her hands on my forehand and grip my head/hair with her fingers and ride away.

You give especially good detail of the heavenly smell of aroused pussy. I can never get enough of this kind of description, [The thick odors of her redolent, oozing pussy wafted into Laura's nostrils, making Laura's whole body seem to tingle excitedly in response.] I can just see this beautiful pussy just above my waiting tongue, all swollen and dripping with fresh precome, just waiting for me to drive my tongue deep.

I want to highlight this paragraph because you caresses all of Shavon's body and make it so clear that she is totally, fucking beautiful. [Laura was in heaven, looking up Shavon's marvelous body, watching her large breasts bob and sway, running her hands up and across Shavon's sleek belly, then down her black satin thighs, digging her fingertips into the firm, resilient muscles. Her gaze came to rest on the open, puckering mouth of Shavon's inflamed pussy, a smallish pussy but just now swollen and gaping and glimmering, all salmon-pink and wet and warm inside, the inner lips black and shiny. Oh god, yes, push this beautiful cunt into my face everywhere! Laura suddenly thought wildly. Everywhere! Fuck my face with your lovely cunt, honey!] This is what keeps me so enraptured with your stories. This is just such great stuff. You give a wonderful paragraph of nothing but descriptions of a beautiful pussy. I simply LOVE this. I love for a woman to hold her cunt just out of reach of my hungry mouth and making beg and strain to devour it. Making me admit I must have it and plead for it. I love for them to hold my head back and then to just release the pressure where I can rocket my mouth deep into that waiting treasure. I can almost feel the tension in Laura's body waiting for this feast to reach her drooling mouth. Love Laura's little giggle here [Laura giggled at her softly, encouragingly. "Then we can do it again. Go ahead and come fast, girl. Fast

fast." ]

I always love your first contact of mouth to pussy. In this instance we see Laura gazing raptly as Shavon's lowers her cunt to her mouth and then Laura extends her tongue up into Shavon's steamy cunt. Then we have Shavon's shocked response. ["Unhhh!" Shavon gasped.] Now beautiful prose that so captures that moment of mouth to cunt contact [To Laura it seemed as if a hot, scintillating current of electricity shot through them both at once, rising from her toes up through her body, through her tongue into Shavon's pussy, then filling Shavon's quivering body with waves of sexual fire. Laura slid her hands from Shavon's buns to her hips, holding the girl's pelvis steady and pushing her face up, stabbing her tongue deep into the warm, tangy, flowing slit, feeling Shavon's body quake above her as the sensations grew more intense.] Here I want to comment on how you go so beyond the physical. Other authors just don't go into any other details other than the actual raw sex. This is okay, but I can't really get excited over this. Only you describe how raw lust makes that initial penetration so special. You give such vivid descriptions of the thoughts that go through our head while we love our partners. Of course, it is only in retrospect that I add this poetry. But, in reading your writings, this is so right on target.

With actual feast you give the details of Laura thrusting her head up to bury her tongue in Shavon's cunt. Laura holding onto her hips to guide Shavon. Shavon squealing in pleasure. Shavon making the bed creak and her using the rail more and more desperately. Others writes would just say Shavon rode Laura's face without any details to make it hot.

You turn the heat up to unbearable levels [Then she began to move her pelvis forward and backward, helped by Laura's steadying hands on her hips, pushing her wet, slimy pussy directly down into Laura's mouth and groaning as Laura's tongue rapidly licked all the exposed, slippery flesh that slid over her lips. It was wildly, fiercely exciting, more exciting than anything she had ever done, and she realized that Shavon felt that way too. Tiny squeals of urgent sexual arousal came from Shavon's throat as she rubbed her wet, aching pussy up and down on Laura's face, looking down past her bobbing and swaying breasts to see Laura hungrily devouring the inflamed blossom.] This is a whole paragraph of details and there is more that follow. Other writers maybe give the reader a sentence or two.

You escalate the heat. Shavon continues to grind her cunt down more and more forcefully into Laura's mouth. I love how it starts a little gentle but quickly it escalates. The sheer passion demands more urgency. You give great details of Laura flaying Shavon's cunt with her tongue and mouth. I love how you describe Shavon's cunt mashing into Laura's chin and nose and her cunt cream flowing all over Laura's face. You captured that perfectly. I love how Laura urges Shavon on until Shavon comes [ "AUUNGGHHHHH!" Shavon suddenly cried out, a sharp, loud growl of shock and piercing ecstasy.] I love all your orgasms, but his is one of the all star word pictures. You just capture so beautifully the rapture of a sudden pussy wrenching orgasm that feels like your cunt is being turned inside out and you womb is just exploding with pleasure. It is always cool that Laura knows the moment their orgasms hit because she is so in tune with their bodies. Again, something that only lesbians excel at in my humble opinion.

I thought you were right on when Shavon toppled to the side after a savage orgasm nearly ripped her in two. With her thighs flanking Laura's face, Laura continues to feast, prolonging Shavon's orgasm as long as possible and getting some tasty cunt cream for her effort. I like how Laura slowly brings them down [Immeasurably their rhythm slowed as the shockwaves of Shavon's successive orgasms began to weaken, until her hips stopped churning, and Laura's tongue tenderly licked the petals of her swollen pussy. Finally, their motions came to a stop, and Shavon sighed, opening her thighs and rolling to the side, then sliding down a little to face Laura.] This whole sequence was a masterpiece. Of course, all your sex is like this.

Even though no details were given, I feel the tenderness that Shavon lavishes on Laura's cunt now to return the heavenly pleasure she just received. Then Shavon gives a second using those beautiful nipples of her's. As usual, your women are so tender and caring of each other. You seem to know when to give details and when to leave it to the reader's imagination. By letting me supply the images her of Shavon devouring Laura's aching cunt here, I see Shavon using my techniques and my wanton hunger. You don't flood the reader with too much detail. Again, the concept of balance is what comes to mind.

Another thing you do is have your lovers jack each other off while they gaze in each other eyes. I love how Shavon says yes to Laura's request [Shavon kissed her romantically. "Anybody who lets me sit on her face and have a gusher of a climax can have anything she wants," she purred back.] I have to agree completely. I love how you detail their initial motions and how they adjust to get things perfect (things other author's do) [She threw her head back, moaning. Because they were lying on their sides, it was difficult for Laura to get her hand between Shavon's full, shapely thighs, or for Shavon to touch Laura's pussy too, for the same reason. Clearly, she was soon going to come again, they were both going to come again, and Laura realized she could make it easier by rolling on top of Shavon, which she easily did, staring down at her, now rubbing Shavon's clit more rapidly as Shavon's thighs yawned open further.] I love how Shavon opens her thighs inviting Laura to feast.

I absolutely love that, seeing a woman's face destroyed with pleasure and seeing her body ripped apart with pleasure and seeing in her eyes her soul being flayed alive with pleasure. Oh yeah, I like this a whole lot. I love how you describe Laura being suddenly hit and destroyed with her orgasm [Somehow the whole panting, gasping, churning, stroking experience engulfed her, she was swirling in it, swimming in it, and a deep throbbing, upwelling wave of honeyfire overwhelmed her. Shavon's wet, erect nipple slid from her mouth, and she fell forward onto the girl, pushing her face into Shavon's beautiful dark neck and whinnying uncontrollably as sharp spasms of burning rapture began to wrack her body.] Love how you have your lover's release the tit they are nursing on when they are overcome by their orgasm.

Yet, even though you show us a shocking, devastating orgasm, you still show two women showing love and caring ["Unnnmmgghhmmnnghiieeee!" she wailed into Shavon's neck, her whole body quivering in violent shocks as Shavon's fingers continued massaging her wet pussy. "Oh! Ungghhhiieeemmmnnneeee! Oh Shavon!" Shavon's free hand stroked Laura's naked back tenderly as Laura writhed and moaned into her neck, coming fiercely. "Oh baby . . . oh baby, yes!" she murmured to Laura, slowing her swirling fingers in Laura's crotch as the most intense spasms of Laura's orgasm began to subside.] This is perfect hot fucking blissful balance.

Then Shavon finds Laura's thigh between her thighs and rubbing up against her cunt. She immediately falls under this spell. I love as usual your details. You describe flexing the muscle up and down the splayed cunt. You start soft but gradually increase the pace and force. You do feel like your being raped. Having that muscle forced into your tender flesh. Oh yeah, I come real hard from this. I love humping legs, hips, torsos in general and love that pressure and friction when I'm raped like Shavon is. During this sweet rape you show Shavon's face with all the sweet torment she is enduring and her vocalization of pleasure. Other writes in effect just have their women lying there like a lump on a log. Your women REACT to what is being done to them.

More beautiful breast worship and you show your lovers taking matters in their hands when impatient with something [Laura continued to lick her big black nipples, pressing the flat of her tongue against one nubby center stub, loving the feel of the hard nipple pushing up into the wet flesh. Shavon, impatient, took Laura's head in both of her hands, pulling Laura's mouth hard into her breast, keening and whimpering frantically.] Other author's speak of this impatience, but without the details you provide, it has no impact. They don't show the reason for any impatience. I love it for a woman to take matters in her hands and force my face where she wants it. I love her feeling free and aggressive to go for her pleasure, knowing I'm willing and waiting to be led.

Again you give me the grasping of your lover and the beauty of being ravaged with pleasure [Her hands came up to clutch Laura's arms, Laura's back, and her fingernails dug hard into Laura's flesh as she pumped her pussy forward into each thrust of Laura's thigh, groaning and tossing her head as the pleasure became almost too much to bear.] This is just so sweet and loving. It is like trying to merge your flesh with your lover's.

I like how Laura gets frustrated because she can't delay Shavon's orgasm. Even if she could, her desire to give Shavon pleasure overcomes any selfish aims she might have. Her lover's needs always come first, and I do mean 'come'. Here again I feel this is so true. Women want to pleasure their woman first and foremost. You are always showing your lovers focusing so strongly on their partner's pleasure. Other writers talk about women getting wound tight and them trying to prolong it, but, only you show this being based on emotion. This makes it so much stronger. Of course I'm trying to grab as much erotic pleasure out of my sex as possible, but it is the emotion underlying everything that makes the pleasure so sweet. Only you capture this feeling.

With this orgasm, Shavon falls into a deep swoon. Again, (as I so often say) you are the only author to write the obvious fact that not all orgasms are the same or created equal. You actually describe them. Other authors usually just write they came hard, with, if you are lucky an adjective or two. You make each one unique. I never know how you are going to describe them, thus, it is almost like real life. Each one is a creation unto itself. On top of that, your depiction's are so visual that I can close my eyes have all five senses fully engaged [Shavon's lovely body shook and flexed, her toes curled, her eyes fluttered, her fingers trembled, and she swooned in the grip of a stupendous, all-pervading bliss, whimpering and cawing deep in her throat but unable to cry out at all. By this time, Laura was not fucking her any more but holding her, kissing her, cooing love words to her, half-praying that she would not sink deeper, as Jonelle sometimes did, to the point where Laura wondered if she would survive it.] Needless to say, my cunt is usually a soupy mess after reading one of your story's. I really loved the cooing of love words. Just

having these whispered in my ear as I'm coming down can cause the most pleasant aftershocks.

The story ends with wonderful after glow and Shavon's declarations of wanting only Laura. With orgasms like that I can understand her feelings and I understand Laura thinking she must keep her freedom. She must be available to fuck all these beautiful women to paradise and back. Liked the little detail of eating out for lunch. Just something else to make them real and human.

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Chapter 240:

This chapter starts off with some reflection. First Laura reflects on the hot tryst with

Shavon. This is totally understandable with the hot animalistic fucking that the two of them shared. Quickly, though, her thoughts turn to Ada. This is a festering wound that needs to be lanced. Laura is still deeply hurt, like I know I would have been. I have had women cut me off, freak out because of RR upbringing and societal pressure or go back to their current girlfriend/boyfriend. These situations all suck royally; let me tell you. But, I never had one just run away like this when I thought we were really connecting. Ada, really, really pissed me off with this behavior. At least Tamara left because she was following that loser of a boyfriend. I always want to have the ability to have good ole bitchfest with a woman I think has wronged me.

I think Laura hit it on the head [But the thought of Ada would not leave her, or the pain she felt at having scared her so completely that she could think of no way out but to flee back to Texas.] Ada was scared of herself. I myself don't think her being Laura's boss had that much to do with it. Of course, only Ada knows this for sure. You are right; these women do take a life of their own. With my anger dissipating, I feel more sorrow for Ada. I know that she loved her "tennis lessons". Too suddenly find such soul satisfying sex after so many of years of life must have been so wonderful. I just feel so sorry for her that she can't accept this kind of love yet. Hopefully, she will make peace with the wanton nature she keeps hidden away even from herself. She deserves to find the kind of love that Laura was able to provide. I just hope she finds it. I prefer a woman of course, but anyone to give her happiness. Kind of like her Dallas mate, Jonelle. Only Laura can truly sexually satisfy Jonelle, but she has found happiness with her husband. I am writing this after chapter 261, so I have to say that I hope Ada finds her "Sara", and not "Samuel".

I think it is so telling that Laura wants to talk to Ada, not bitch at her but reassure her. Laura's first thought is to take away Ada's pain that she must be feeling. Only pain could make her run away like this. When Laura gets home and checks her phone mail she has a surprise waiting for her.

WOW! I was really surprised by this confessional speech. I had totally forgotten it. I like how she immediately states she is in the wrong. I had to smile when Laura has to comment to herself that Ada is calm and thus her voice doesn't have any of the qualities that drive Laura crazy. Having grown up some in east Texas, twang is one thing I don't mind. I see that simple fear of the physical part of their sexual relationship is nowhere near the total answer. Ada was probably more overcome by the emotions that this soul searing sex was producing. Because of her past failed relationships, she has never been able to truly connect with another person. Now that she is experiencing it, she runs away from it. I think she was starting to fall in love with Laura. Maybe now that Laura has shown her the way, maybe she can connect with a woman. One can hope. I kind of think of Laura as a liberator, she opens the women to themselves. She shows them how to open themselves to great sex and love. The love only a woman can provide. One has to wait and hope.

Actually, I can agree with Ada on one thing. It is scary when one thinks of themselves as self-sufficient and then suddenly starts to feel stronger emotions. When Joann and Maria first came into my life my first instinct was to run. I just wanted them to be a total mind blowing fuck and nothing else. But we connected on some level immediately. They are fire to my ice and we balance each other. I didn't run away. That is the reason I'm angry at Ada. Laura isn't the woman for Ada, but she could have helped Ada grow and be ready for the right person (woman). I guess to be fair to Ada I had several women in my past that built up my understanding of myself and those around me and made me ready for something more meaningful and deeper. Oh well, enough introspection.

The phone call brings on the tears. Laura realizes she doesn't love Ada but she can't help but be depressed. She has shared intimately with this woman and this is a very distressful phone call. To hear the pain in Ada's voice. It would have made me cry. I was very happy to see that she bypassed going to see Karen in moment of pain and instead settled for some alcohol. I for one am happy to see Laura growing beyond her need for SM sex.

Laura is right, sometimes you get some song lyrics or a melody in your head and you just keep it going over and over in your head. She consumes some more alcohol and goes to bed. She only tosses and turns. She is too restless to sleep. Fortunately I can always clear my head and sleep like a baby. Unless Maria or Joann are on the warpath. Needless to say, we won't go there.

I can just see Laura being so listless and tired at work. Her soul has been numbed. I am not used to seeing Laura like this. It is distressful to see her hurting so. I like the fact that she sees Shontay again for the second time. Again, she is not consumed with any lust. She merely observes Shontay and speculates. She notices her extreme height and the way she dresses so severely and with clothes that are basically the same. This adds to Shontay's air of cold aloofness. At present, Laura still finds here basically skinny. The fire of lust has not yet been ignited. She only wonders about the cracking of ice and what might lie beneath.

After work, Laura drives around feeling lost and alone. She drives to Tamara's old place. Tamara has run away and Shayla is up in New York. Then she remembers the new tenant, Dawn. Her deeply black skin, her beauty and her friendly demeanor. She worries if this is racist, this love of a black woman's skin. I can understand her thinking, in this mixed up world of ours. I have always accepted my love of women of color. On looks alone I would pick "white" women last. I love all the women of color, but my tastes seem run for "brown". Geez, just typing that makes me cringe, but it is true. I love Latinas, dark Italians, women from Greece, and from Asia, especially India and Pakistan area, but Chinese and Japanese and Vietnamese also. Geez, did I miss any area. A very close second are black women. All these women are just so beautiful to me. I get starry-eyed just thinking about them.

Like Laura, when I mention my love for their skin color, I find them to be highly pleased. They can tell I only feel love for them and their essence. Laura's women can instinctively understand the love and lust that drives her desire. Her emotions are pure and right with no dross to mare its perfection.

We see here that Laura responded immediately to Dawn' beauty. Laura knew from the start that Dawn has a boyfriend, which she learned when she meets her the one time when Shayla was the occupant of the apartment. Now Dawn and her boyfriend are the occupants. Though Laura knows she has almost no chance at anything happening, she finds herself compelled to go up to the apartment. I know her feelings must have sunk some when Robert, the boyfriend, opens the door. This is not looking good. Fortunately, Robert is a nice enough guy and doesn't rebuff Laura and gives Dawn a chance to see what is happening and invite Laura in. We can see the confusion in Dawn's eyes here. Laura has said she was looking for Shayla, but Dawn knows that Laura knows she is now up in New York. This was my first hint that Dawn was open to persuasion. She has seen through Laura's excuse for coming to the apartment and yet she acts like nothing is unusual and doesn't clue Robert in. I think this is very telling. She is being polite but she is also letting a woman in whom Shayla and Tamara has already told her is a lesbian. She is letting Laura get to first base. Robert is late for somewhere and has to leave. Leaving Dawn alone with a lesbian and she doesn't say the first word.

Laura came to the apartment to fight her feelings of loss and depression. She had no I idea what she would do there. Now opportunity is knocking at the door to her heart and pussy. Hehehe. She doesn't even see Robert as a competitor yet. This is rare for Laura. She only knows that she found Dawn wildly desirable there one and only meeting. She has not had time to form a true impression or lust. Of course, now that they're alone it immediately starts to build. Laura immediately starts to scope Dawn out, trying to be surreptious about it. As usual, Laura sees the total woman before her [The girl might not be conventionally beautiful, but to Laura she was thrillingly lovely. She had dark, intelligent eyes, an amused, sensual mouth, a high forehead, and her smooth very black skin was every bit as dark as Laura had remembered.] She longs to touch her and run her fingers through Dawn's kinky hair.

Dawn immediately gives Laura an out and says Laura must have forgot about Shayla going to New York. I think Dawn is observant enough to know Laura is not the type to forget. I love how completely comfortable Dawn is around Laura. I love watching her putter around the kitchen preparing them a meal. This gives Laura another chance to gaze upon Dawn. She is quickly becoming enthralled by Dawn's innate beauty. Personally speaking, Dawn has an absolutely killer body. Laura doesn't know this yet because of the baggy clothes she is wearing. Again Dawn is totally cool. Laura is dressed to the nines and she is dressed in sweats and is totally comfortable with it. This calmness pervades into Laura and keeps the situation totally comfortable and friendly. The situation is developing nicely I think.

Dawn proceeds to cook them a meal. She brushes off Laura's comment about inviting herself. While talking she discovers that Robert is off to work and won't be back until 2:00 a.m. This makes Laura heart flutter as it would mine. Dawn now asks Laura why she really came over. Laura as is her usual way immediately starts to flush. This gets worse as she realizes that Dawn is sitting on the sofa where she and Shayla fucked so gloriously.

They make some small talk with awkward breaks. Finally, Dawn asks the question that is most on her mind [Dawn smiled and let it pass. "Did you come over to see me?" she asked, her dark eyes holding Laura's. Now Laura was unable to contain her hot blush, which suffused her face like a red cloud. "I guess . . . I did," she stammered, almost choking on her words.] I will never tire of Laura getting all flustered and confused. To me, it is Dawn leading the seduction, not our heroine.

Dawn continues to pour it on. She asks knowing the answer, that Laura was not here to see Robert. She then tells Laura that she knows about her trysts with Shayla and Tamara. Shayla had told her about them. I really love of course Laura's reaction [Laura gulped and tried to make the blood in her face fall by will power alone. "I guess there aren't any more secrets left in the world these days, are there," she half-croaked.] I have to chuckle and smile at this.

Now Dawn makes my heart flutter. I know I would have been swooning if I had been Laura's place ["Don't worry, I wouldn't tell anybody. Certainly not Robert. Ain't none of his business anyway." She smiled broadly. "But I am a little envious. After all, I didn't get none of what they both got . . . and they both seemed to like it a lot." Now Dawn's lovely face dipped, and she was looking up at Laura from under her eyelids, across the room, a dangerous and exciting glance, full of unspoken—but fairly clear—meaning.] Yes, Dawn is the seducer, not Laura. I love to be the one seduced.

Laura makes the comment that Dawn is the most beautiful of the three involved here. While not technically true, it is spiritually. It is true that Tamara is movie star good looking, but I will always take more average beauty and smarts any time. Dawn knows that Tamara is more beautiful, she is honest. Dawn comments that Tamara got the guys, Shayla the awards and all she got was the grades. She lets Laura know that she wants everything. She says this looking Laura right in the eye. Nothing subtle here. ["I want everything," Dawn said, forthrightly. "Everything."] Of course, Laura becomes flustered again. I notice this always happens when she is the pursuee.

Dawn breaks her stalking with an offer of bottled water and then it's on the attack again ["You know," Dawn said, returning from the refrigerator with a plastic bottle of Evian for Laura, "if you had me, then you will have had the whole rainbow." She smiled sweetly at Laura, as if she had said nothing unusual. "As my uncle used to say, we are a rainbow race. Tamara is almost white enough to pass, except for her face has a little hint of the African in it. Shayla is just plain normal chocolate. And I'm as black as an old rubber tire."] Laura tries to compare her to obsidian, but Dawn will have nothing to do with it. She says she is round in places like a tire. I think Dawn is so down to Earth that she doesn't want to be compared to something priceless. She is practical and thinks in those terms and wants to be complimented in those terms. I can definitely understand Laura preferring to think of Dawn as obsidian instead of a tire. That would throw me for a loop. Hard to get excited over a tire, even if it is a class C racing radial.

I know Laura was stunned by Dawn's open invitation. This had to be the last reaction she was expecting. To have Dawn so receptive, actually, leading the way. It is also that tire analogy. It would have thrown me. I don't get excited when I think "Goodyear" or "Michelin". Finally, Laura asks to feel her "round places". That is just such a novel come on. Of course Dawn is so quick to respond in the affirmative.

Dawn really knows how to play the seductress [Dawn turned her face to Laura. Her dark eyes were murky and questioning. Her mouth, Laura now realized, staring at it with undisguised hunger for the first time, was a marvel of sensuality. She raised a finger and ran the tip along the surface of Dawn's full lower lip. Dawn's eyes dropped to the finger as Laura moved it. She let her tongue emerge just long enough to tickle the tip of Laura's finger with the tip of it, looking up at Laura at the same time.] Also, more beautiful descriptive prose of Dawn. You almost force the reader to become infatuated with these women.

Oh geez, I'm starting to get wet here. First Dawn presents her hip for caresses, and then rolls over to present her ass which Laura can't keep from caressing, then she takes Laura's hand and rests against yet another "round" area. Her perfect breast. I just can't get over how Dawn takes so control of the situation. It is almost as if she is Laura with her skill of seduction. She must really want Laura.

As you have probably learned by now, I love your descriptions of raw wanton lesbian sex, but it would lose much of its punch it you didn't surround it with such sweet tender moments such as Dawn's and Laura's first kiss [The point where their lips actually met was imperceptible, but Laura slid her tongue effortlessly between Dawn's open teeth, her hand still gently, but insistently, squeezing the full globe of Dawn's breast through the bra cup. Dawn kissed her back, but neither one rushed the other with unseemly haste. Instead, they kissed as if it were planned long ago for them to arrive at this moment, and they would take it calmly and deliberately, enjoying each micro-instant of their mouths blending, and searching, and exploring.] You are the only author in lesbian erotica (or any other that I have read over the years) that has mastered the balance between the romantic and the X rated erotica. It is the showing of this tender first kiss, with its deep emotional overtures that makes the eventual sex so scorching. You really are the only author that has me with my hands in my panties. I have flopped out of my reading chair a few times I must admit.

I smile when Dawn remarks that Laura can feel her curves better if she was to remove her sweatshirt. When Laura asks if she would, I just love Dawn's "Sure". She is just down to Earth and straightforward. There is no beguile in her. She's honest, just like Sara. These are the only two women who are completely worthy of Laura in my opinion. I think only these two have the calmness, intelligence and depth of feeling that Laura would need in a long-term relationship. (Having said that, I really hope that is a long way off).

Now Dawn removes her sweatshirt. Here you describe why Laura and myself find Dawn to be so beautiful. The word that comes to mind is symmetry. She is perfectly proportioned. Each part of her body is a masterpiece. That huge great ass that is up their with Chanitra's, awesome tits, killer waist and perfect thighs. Not only this, see has real meat on her bones. There is nothing fragile about her. This is a woman that you can love hard and deep. She is built for lesbian love. Plus, you have the added benefit that she is so deeply black. She has a sheen about her. I would love to put my blond complexion against hers while partaking in exquisite foreplay and then to some hard nasty fucking. Which I know she loves.

I tell you, Dawn is full of herself ["Guess you like it so far," she said softly.] Of course she is right. Laura and I both want to ravish and love her. This erotic foreplay almost makes me whimper with desire [Dawn's eyes twinkled. Laura bent her head forward, inhaling the fresh fragrance of Dawn's half-naked body as her nose moved closer to the girl's flesh, letting her lips come to rest in the valley between Dawn's breasts. They were bigger than she had thought, not enormous but large, full, round globes, as firm as any she had ever seen, and just as black as the rest of Dawn. They were also warm and springy, and Laura kissed the bottom of the valley, then the bulging side of each breast where the bra dipped enough to reveal it.] Only you actually make love to women's breast in your stories. Other writers only think they are. They just give the reader the usual squeezes in the normal places and the normal sucks on the nipples and nothing else. You are the only writer that shows how to really do it. Doing it with wit and imagination. I hope you know you that you are treasure. Lesbian erotica would be a much, much duller place without your writing to light the way. Other writers are just wanting when compared against your skills and as important, imagination.

I'm telling you, Dawn is just making me chuckle. She compliments Laura on her foreplay abilities. Laura asks to take it off, but Dawn says "to hell with that" and pulls her straps down and pushes her cups down and off her tits. Laura marvels at their sheer beauty and perfection [Laura grinned up at her, filling her hands with the warm, resilient, black globes, running her thumbs over Dawn's even blacker nipples, not puffies, but big, shiny areolas and thick, nubby centers. God, if she had real puffies, I'd die of lust for sure, Laura thought, already nearly dying of it anyway, now pinching Dawn's nipples more aggressively, watching her face, watching a new intensity of sexual heat seem to spread over it and flicker in the girl's sparkling, dark eyes.] I know I keep saying this, but I've been sitting her thinking for a few minutes and I can't really think of any other in my recent memory that goes beyond describing breast in anything more than cup size, being full, and maybe size of nipple. Other authors just have that generic "perfect" breast description. Sort of like your description of the new models in Victoria Secretes that you mention in chapter 261. They are air brushed, perfect lit perfection, but in the end they have no soul or warmth. That is how must breast descriptions touch me. While I will always look with hunger on these models, they do seem so remote and almost not real in some way. I would still fuck them in a heart beat though. Sigh, what can I say.

The fire has been lit; it is obvious that Dawn is ready to lose her lesbian cherry. Still,

Dawn puts a stop to their burgeoning lovemaking. She can't bring herself to have sex in the apartment she shares with Robert. If I was in that situation I would be very, very frustrated, but I would have to respect that. I could understand her reasoning, though I feel a man and his persona should never prevent women from lovemaking. Laura suggests her place and Dawn immediately accepts with the admonition that it better not take long. She is ready for hot lesbian love. Love how Dawn continues to make Laura blush ["I hate to leave all that lovely beans and rice on the stove. I was looking forward to eating it." "I don't think that's all you were looking forward to eating," Dawn cracked, giving Laura a salacious, saucy glance. Laura, as usual, blushed beet red.] They pack up some beans and head out. I just so love Dawn's easy banter. I guess my number one Laura fantasy would now be, for her and Sara to fuck Laura blind. Don't know if it will ever happen, I don't know if Laura could stand the intense emotions of a twofer with them. Plus, I fear her jealousy factor. Would be a swoon to read though.

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Chapter 241:

Laura and Dawn have now arrived at Laura's apartment. Here she meets the Gibson's evidently for one of the first times. We learn that they are black (I was floored when I later discovered that they were Shontay's parents). I like how they and Laura keep their neighborly distance from each other. You smile at your neighbor and be pleasant, but it is all-superficial. Laura and the Gibson's will never really communicate. That is life in the city in 21st century. They smile at each other and try to avoid each other while doing their own business.

I like how Laura can at least know that the Gibson's know she likes black women. I wonder what the Gibson's think of Laura's taste. First they see Ada, who is style and sophistication personified and now Dawn who looks all frumpy with sweats on. What a contrast. Laura reflects that ALL her girlfriends ARE black.

As usual, Laura has to worry about noise and what the neighbors might hear and think. I really feel for Laura here, having to worry over this. I thought Dawn's response was sweet too when she said she was "quiet". I think we discover that she is a screamer, at least when she feels she can. I kind of wonder if she could keep it in. I can keep from making noise but I feel like my eyes are going to pop out of their sockets when I do. It does provide a different kind of dynamic to the orgasm keeping quiet; it kind of intensifies the feeling. Doesn't matter, I want to make all the noise I deserve while I come.

I really got a kick out of Laura's thoughts on Dawn keeping quiet [Laura looked at her, into her eyes. What a marvelous thing to say. Honey, I'm going to make you scream so loud, she thought. I'm going to make you think you're dying, when you come. Old Robert has never come close to what I'm going to do to you.] As I always say, I got to love that girl. That is pretty much my thought process.

I love how Laura is so human. You show her thoughts going from one zenith to another. Now Laura haunts herself with her lust to ravish Dawn. Laura worries about her lust and its strength. Being so sexual can seem a little frightening sometimes. Now her thoughts are a little glum. Fortunately, a new Dawn is rising. Hehehe. These thoughts and meeting the Gibson's actually restrains Laura at this point. I love how Laura is so human and can be affected by her environment, just like a real person.

I always love it when Laura notices the small things about her women [Laura put her hand on Dawn's, which was warm and supple and graceful, with long, tapering fingers, very smooth and black in the way that made a tiny pulse beat inside Laura's pussy just to touch it.] I love to look at the total package and so does Laura. I always crave these details. You make these women so beautiful to me. Laura just wants to consume Dawn. Each moment in her presence causes the fever in Laura to rise. Sitting next to that woman, knowing she wants me would drive me crazy with lust also.

While sitting on the sofa and looking out the window together, Dawn quickly picks up on the fact that Laura has become gloom. She comments on this. Laura informs Dawn that she "wants her so bad" but fears the Gibson's upstairs hearing them. Dawn now captivates Laura even more [Dawn smiled broadly, her beautiful even white teeth gleaming, her eyes dancing with deep sexual fires that made Laura yearn for her even more.] Dawn promises to be quiet, but Laura informs her that she doubts she will able to keep that promise. Laura knows her abilities. I love how Dawn informs Laura that she wants it and then urges Laura on [There was a long, very meaningful pause while they simply fell into each other's eyes. "Try me," Dawn whispered.] I love how Dawn can say so much with just a few words. She makes so much happen with such a judicious use of words and looks. She is the siren in this seduction.

In Laura's desire for privacy she urges that they eat the dinner they brought from Dawn's place. Laura knows the Gibson's go out a lot to eat. I love how Dawn's face just falls. She wants to make love now. I think Dawn is now really starting to fear the Gibson's might not leave and the effect this will have on Laura. I think Dawn is wondering if her initiation into lesbian sex is going to occur. She walks to the window to gaze out in melancholy. Then she sees something wonderful. She calls Laura over. They both observe the Gibson's leaving in their car. I can just feel the joy blooming in Dawn's heart here.

You then start things slowly with lots of emotion, where other authors know nothing except full speed ahead (interesting aside, recently on nifty (which seems to be down – gasp) I have been reading some writers from India. They have the opposite problem. They spend forever with just fondling breast, but once they get to the main sex, same old, same old). Love how they initiate their kissing [Laura took her hand again, drawing her back to the sofa, only a few steps. They sat down as before, but this time Laura took Dawn's face in her hands. Even though they were both quivering inside expectantly, they kissed with painstaking slowness and warm, romantic emotion, both agreeing implicitly that there was now no rush, that they could enjoy the build-up and the soft tenderness of this moment thoroughly.] This is women connecting, not just mindless rutting.

You then have Laura worship Dawn's face. She kisses every square inch of her beautiful face. I love how, as she is doing it, she comments about and why she finds each feature of Dawn's face to be a treasure. Now that I think about it, you are the only author that writes about woman's face in detail. Other authors just give the basic details they must teach in Basic Erotica Writing 101. The details that you might find on a driver's license or military ID. I love Dawn's comment that she has never felt "like this" with her clothes on. She kisses Laura's face now to reciprocate and comments that they both need to remove their clothes.

I have noticed that Dawn almost demands that when disrobing that their be a reciprocity. She will stop removing her clothes if she doesn't feel that Laura is keeping up. That is a cute personality quirk. I love it. You are able to give each of these women unique traits and qualities. Love the contrast in the bras that Laura and Dawn wear. I can understand why Dawn wows over Laura's bra. I'm like Dawn. I go for the white utilitarian bra, and thus, I tend to marvel at frilly expensive bras myself. The only frilly ones I have, I got from others. I think Dawn's bra compliments her personality. Simple and down to earth. I just can't see Dawn in something more ostentatious, unless she was wearing it specifically for a lover. Laura on the other hand, loves the frilly stuff. I feel Laura loves the look and feel and wants to look as good and sexy as she can all the time.

I love it when one of Laura's lovers comment that they love the fact that she is white and they love the contrast between their skin color ["I love your skin," Dawn said, again dipping her finger between Laura's breasts. "So smooth . . . and creamy."] I love to see Dawn doing some breast worship [Now she leaned even farther forward and pressed her full, sensual lips into the valley where her finger had been. Laura thought she was going to come on the spot. The sexual tension was almost too sweet to bear. The brush of soft, wiry filaments that sprayed up from the white cloth Dawn had tied around her hair caressed Laura's face, and she found it wildly erotic.] Love how you show the emotions behind this kissing and foreplay.

When Laura recommends that they move to the bedroom, Dawn request they make love on the sofa. I love her reasoning [Dawn smirked sexily. "Why don't we just go ahead right here . . . in the moonlight? It's kind of . . . you know, extra sexy? I love the way your skin looks on mine in the moonlight. Look."] I can just see Dawn's lovely smile in that half-light.

I think it is cute that though Dawn has kind of led events forward she is initially surprised at Laura's passion [Laura couldn't restrain herself. She embraced Dawn and kissed her ravenously, and after the initial shock Dawn quickly returned the heat. Laura ran her hands all over the girl's nearly naked upper body, finally finding Dawn's bra clasp with her fingers and undoing it. Dawn's bra went limp and slid down her arms.] We see again, Dawn making sure that Laura's clothes come off at the same rate as her own. Laura gets her first glance at the wonder of Dawn's breast [so black and plump and firm, with large, gleaming nipples, thicker, puffier nipples]. Wow. Love how they embrace and rub their tits together. You again are the only author I have ever seen that focuses on this and gives beautiful details of it.

Love how you describe Dawn's gleaming white straight teeth. I think it is sexy how she breathes threw her teeth as they kiss and tells Laura she getting very hot and wet. Again, Laura attacks all of Dawn's body [Now they kissed again, with their naked warm breasts mashing together. "I think I'm starting to melt inside," Dawn panted into Laura's teeth. Laura barely heard her, being half-delirious with desire, stroking Dawn's long, naked back with her fingers, rubbing her breasts into Dawn's, feeling the thick, hard nubs of Dawn's nipples rasp against hers. She lowered her mouth to the girl's smooth black neck, kissing it hungrily, bringing her hands around Dawn's body to her breasts, filling her palms with them, squeezing the firm globes urgently.] You really do show the entire package of sexual intercourse. You cover all the facets and all the emotions. That is part of the reason I put your writing on such a pedestal.

One thing I love about your writing is when one of your lover's announces that they are about to do some breast worship; it is always so much more than that. Once is this said in other stories it is straight to the nipple like a heat seeking missile. It is almost like the rest of the breast and upper body is made of ice and thus, the missile can only find the nipple. On top of this, they don't describe the breast at all except for cup size and if the nipples are like erasers, they mention that. You on the other hand [Laura did not want to deprive herself of any inch of Dawn's lovely body. She kissed her way slowly down to one large breast, exploring the smooth skin of Dawn's upper chest and her perfectly straight clavicles, roaming with her lips over one gleaming round shoulder, cupping the plump globe of Dawn's breast in her palm and running her wet tongue all over the wide areola. It turned out that Dawn had semi-puffy nipples after all, not the huge bulbous beauties that drove Laura so crazy with lust, but more the consistency of Karen's, or Camille's, thick buds that rose ever so slightly off the surface of her breasts. And Dawn's were indeed as black as obsidian, and almost as shiny]. This must be tough to do, because you are the only author who gives such vivid, real and loving details. Details that always leave my panties soaked through.

I'm moaning and letting my head loll to the side as you describe Laura sucking the bulb of Dawn's nipple into her mouth and leaving it all wet and shiny with salvia. Fuck! That is so hot. My pussy is starting to burble here. Laura does everything you are supposed to do to a tit. She love sucks, lashes with her tongue both in and out of her mouth, lots of squeezing and stroking. This is how it is done. Of course Dawn is really starting to moan now in pleasure and probably a little bit of surprise also. Now she pinches and twirls the nipple she just mouthed love as she prepares her assault on her other breast. No need to ignore the first as you work on the second. I love Laura declaring her love of Dawn's skin color ["Dawn . . . I love your black nipples," Laura panted to her, slurping and sucking the first one more vigorously, hungrily, then switching to the other one.]

One of the things that captivated me about Dawn from the very start was her easygoing nature and seeming common sense and her love of hard, rough sex. Of all the women, I most closely identify with Dawn ["Oh yes . . . oh yes!" Dawn moaned, her fingers feathering Laura's hair spastically as Laura sucked harder. "Yes . . . do it hard! Yes, I like it like that . . . ohhhh Laura! Oh Laura, yes! Unhhhh!"] She is always asking Laura for harder and deeper.

This is something that I absolutely love doing [Now Laura was holding both breasts in her hands and moving with her mouth from one wet nipple to the other, devouring them more wildly, squeezing the full round globes. Dawn writhed and squirmed, out of control now, whimpering and keening deep in her chest, her hips even churning helplessly as Laura heatedly devoured her wet, erect black nipples.] I love to slurp and leave spittle behind as my head moves back and forth. I love to suck the nipple extra hard, pull it up a little as I abandon it for its mate.

I like the teasing of Laura suddenly stopping her breast worship. Of course this makes Dawn wonder what the heck is going on. Laura announces her plans to go south for some nooky. Again Dawn shows her love for equality and demands and then delivers some great tit mauling herself, not that Laura is complaining. I love how Dawn immediately demonstrates that she will be a rough lover herself. She roughly feasts on Laura's tits. Got to love that girl. [Dawn's mouth was rough and hungry. Laura could feel her teeth and didn't know whether she was a rough lover by nature, or if she was just fiercely aroused by the way Laura had been sucking her breasts. But the way she nearly swallowed Laura's nipple made the hot blood leap in Laura's body.] I think Laura has discovered by now Dawn IS a rough lover. A woman who wants to ridden hard and love rapped. Yum!!

I see that while Dawn has been feasting that Laura was lying on top of Dawn. I love that. That way I can easily guide those treats to my hungry mouth. Also, this allows my partner to cram my mouth with their tit flesh if they desire.it. Also, this allows me to grasp and stroke my lover and help her cram my mouth with her tit flesh. Now they rip off their remaining clothes. It seems that these two together just throw their clothes wherever they may land. I love that total cavalier attitude. They then lie down on the sofa and Dawn doesn't hesitate to penetrate Laura's cunt with her fingers while Laura again inhales her nipples.

I love the raw passion that you are able to convey in your dialog ["I want you . . . I've got to have you now . . . I can't wait!" Laura panted, mouth-mauling Dawn's luscious breasts, then sliding lower, kissing her hard, rippling stomach, her flat sleek belly. "Yes Laura . . . yes Laura!" Dawn panted in reply, unable to contain her own lust either, her thighs yawning to receive Laura's descending body.] You are the only writer that has honest to goodness foreplay. We have paragraphs of foreplay and we are just now starting the main course. I am so thankful that you give me the real deal.

Laura works her way south and I always love how you describe her lover (or Laura herself) parting their thighs for their lover. You always make it so special. Other writers don't have this moment. This flower opening its petals for the newborn morning sun. Now time for nirvana [Moving her face only a few inches lower, she came to the delicious wet gash, the shiny black puckering cunt lips, the fat surrounding outer lips, and the glistening hot pink runny pit of Dawn's beautiful, aromatic pussy. It was everything she had dreamed. Lovingly, she ran the tip of her tongue down the crease between the thick outer lips and the slick, wet inner petals of Dawn's blossoming cunt, feeling Dawn's body twitch and quiver in response.] I LOVE your descriptions of a woman's vagina. We see that Dawn shaves her twat, which will gain special meaning in a later chapter.

I almost swoon over this ["Oh Dawn, it's such a beautiful pussy!" Laura murmured, gently pulling the warm, soupy wet trench open with her thumbs and licking the copious cunt juices, swallowing greedily, then stabbing her tongue in deep for more.] I love descriptions of lapping up cunt cream. I am now given such glorious, beautiful details of cunninglus. Only you give these details. What is amazing beyond this is that you keep it fresh all the time. With other authors after a few stories I've pretty much exhausted an author's uniqueness when it comes to descriptions. After 261 chapters, I have yet to find your descriptions to be boring or predictable. How do you do it? No, don't tell me. I would rather that your skill stay one of the great mysteries of the universe. Such glorious details. This is the end of a beautiful paragraph [stroking Dawn's little purplish berry of a clit with her tongue, watching it swell and protrude further, hearing Dawn's increasingly desperate moans.] This is the stuff of perfection.

I love Laura's observation that it doesn't matter if Dawn is a fast or slow comer. Laura will merely adjust her skills to bring her off at the right time. I love her confidence and the fact that she has developed this skill. I feel the same way. Even though we can bring off quick, we don't. We always want to prolong our feast and lovemaking. We love to give and give to our lovers. We want to love them forever and overwhelm with the pleasure we are able to provide. Of course Dawn is soon being overwhelmed by Laura's attack. [Dawn propped herself up briefly on her elbows, peering down at Laura's busy mouth in her crotch, but the sensations were so acutely intense that she fell onto her back again almost immediately, her large, beautiful breasts jiggling and rolling, her pelvis gyrating as Laura brought her closer and closer to a sharp climax but then pulled back just enough to cause a brief dip in the tension, sweetly tormenting Dawn until the girl was sunk in a vulnerable delirium of wild sexual need.] I always love it when one of your lovers prop themselves up on their elbows to see the action and then collapse when the sensations become too much. Love those breast of Dawn rolling around and rocking of her pelvis to ram her cunt into Laura's mouth. Laura is taking her closer to heaven all the time.

Laura continues t0 work her magic and I really loved this detail [Dawn's festering quim and pushing her fingers against the edges so that the swollen cunt lips bulged and gaped open even more for her stabbing tongue.] As Austin Powers would say "Yeah, Baby, Yeah!". I smiled when Laura decides it is time to bring Dawn off. It would be cruel to prolong it. [At this point she hardly had to do anything else. Dawn was almost coming already by the time Laura lip-pinched her taut little clit and lashed it savagely with her tongue. There was a split-second pause in the thrashing and churning of Dawn's lovely body, and then an orgasm hit her like a truck and she was wrenched by a sharp, horrific spasm.] You are the only author to really capture that split moment in time when you can feel the orgasm getting closer and closer, feel it right on the edge and then BAM!!!! It hits almost like a suddenly exploding star and consumes you. I love falling over that razor knife's edge into pussy wrenching bliss. You capture this so well.

One of the other things I like about Dawn so much is her complete surrender to her orgasms. All of the women in Laura's life and Laura herself do, but it just seems more so with Dawn. This is probably because I identify with her so much. I can close my eyes right now and see her body convulsing in seizures of hot bliss. The way her body flexes, her head lulls, her breast sway and the full throated screams of rapture. ["Ungghh! Annngghiiieeeee!" she cried out, her body buckling, then arching, quivering, her pelvis shuddering in the air about six inches above the sofa. "Ohnnggg! AUUNNNGGHHHHHH! Oh god! Ungghhhh . . . oh Laur—" she groaned, screaming so hard that Laura, though she knew the Gibson's were gone, was briefly worried about her other neighbors.] Love your judicious use of all caps. When I see it, I think this is 9 on the Richter scale of orgasms.

Again I love Laura stroking Dawn's body as she comes down from her orgasm high. That gentle connection that so strengthens a relationship. Dawn honestly admits she never comes like that when doing het. Of course she can't. Nothing can compare to lesbian sex. That was great dialog between Laura and Dawn. Dawn wants to see Laura come like she just did. She just wonders if she has the talent for oral sex. Laura really took the high road, telling Dawn she can just rub her if she is not ready. That was touching. Some women are like Tamara. They need to take things by stages. Some women just can't go down on a woman the first time. Heck, some chicken out and never get there. Some more of that brain washing again. Dawn tells Laura that no, she wants to try some of that pussy licking. When Laura murmurs she needs relief, Dawn replies ["Then I'm sure gonna do it," Dawn giggled softly. "Let me at it."] Love that can do attitude.

Dawn starts with tentative strokes. She isn't the slightest put off with this new experience I think, she is merely unsure. Once Laura gives her encouragement, she immediately gets more aggressive and shows a natural ability. Most women take a while to build up their skill, unless, they have been thinking about it for a while, daydreaming and fantasizing about it. Some are naturals and Dawn seems to be. She quickly brings Laura off to a lengthy and strong climax. I am always anxious to see how you will describe an orgasm I love them all, each is so unique [For another full minute Laura lay quivering and moaning softly, her body filled with warm, pulsating tremors, her pussy throbbing—even deep inside her belly there were feathery rumblings of molten hot bliss—from a series of wonderful aftershocks ] This is just the aftershocks and not the wonderful description of the actual main part of the orgasm. Sigh. I think Dawn has the confidence to know she did a good job. Can't blame her for asking. One always wants to be complimented.

Here Laura confesses to Dawn her love for her. I am writing this after reading chapter 261. To me, Dawn and Sara are very similar in their basic make-ups. They are both so down to earth, have common sense and are gentle loving women and being extremely pretty doesn't hurt either. The main difference is the "Robert" factor. I think Dawn is only sticking with him out of a feeling of loyalty. I don't sense any love when she is talking about him. Robert has never made Dawn feel the way Laura has and he never will. I think Dawn is already starting to feel deep emotions for Laura. Like Sara and Laura, Laura and Dawn just fit together. These two women are of a type that just seems to dovetail so well with Laura and her traits.

While lying on the couch, just holding each other, Dawn starts to relate a story from her past. She mentions that she made it with a white guy once. This didn't seem like a big deal at first. The story continues. I am happy, and I think it is telling, that Dawn wants to share this story with Laura. She feels comfortable and safe with Laura. She has not shared this story for three years. Robert whom she has lived with is not close enough to her. The story might seem a little shocking, though rape is a staple of erotica. The only thing, this is not a rape story to me. You don't have any violence here. Dawn was not really forced here. She obviously wanted this event to happen on some level. It is almost tender on some levels. I enjoyed reading it. Other authors, especially at Greyarchive, revel in the violence. You don't show that here. I am not condoning what happened, but like Laura, I was totally drawn into the story. I hate the stories where the violence is brought out front and center. Having said that, I did enjoy the early Laura chapters where she got raped. That was very non consensual and violent, but it really fit the story at the time. It was logical and made sense. You set up a logical reason for it to happen. Plus, you are just a great writer, who made it enjoyable to read, I must admit. It is a staple of the genre to have the woman orgasm during the rape and I think you were exploring all facets of the genre in the beginning. I would have killed the men or at least made them sing soprano. Can you say ambush?

Now that I am done with my dissertation, on to the story. Dawn walks through a bad area of town, where there isn't much traffic. She comes to a place where a good looking white and black men are working. They are sweaty and muscular and pleasing to look at and Dawn's body responds to them. I notice that she is led into the area where the men were working. What is telling is that it is almost a stroll into the area, no urgency or fear. The men almost seem to saunter out to her and invite her in. I love the fact that Dawn was only sixteen at the time. They led her to a dirty mattress and precede to fuck her. I guess Dawn felt overwhelmed at the situation. She didn't scream because she felt it would have made no difference. The reality though is that she enjoyed being taken this way. This love of rough sex again.

For an hour the men proceed to double fuck her. As you know I love double penetration so I got into it. They switched off and pretty much fucked her continuously. Dawn enjoyed it on a purely physical level and came six times. It wasn't right; the part about being forced into it, but her body couldn't help but respond to that rough stimulus. I can see her conflicted emotions, enjoying it so much, but having it marred by the rape aspects.

She relates how the white guy showed some remorse as she is putting her clothes on. Yeah right, he was worried about the police. Still, I can see why he said she was too beautiful to resist. She then relates how the white guy pulled her hair hard while fucking her from behind, yanking her head back. To add to it, the black gently chocked her at the same time. If you like it rough, this is heaven, and Dawn went multiple in her orgasms. This sex has resonated with her ever since. Now she is sharing this story with Laura. The first person to tell it to. I think Dawn feels some remorse that she has never achieved that high since. She hasn't tried to achieve it with Robert.

I think Dawn knew the affect telling this story would cause [By now, Laura was so aroused that she could barely keep her breath even and measured. She could feel her blood racing, and trickling warm juices running in her pussy. She could see from Dawn's eyes that Dawn too was aroused just from reliving the event, telling the story to Laura.] I wonder if Dawn was setting Laura up to fulfill this desire to be taken in this way again. Bingo ["I'll bet you could make me come like that," she whispered, her whisper so faint that Laura could barely hear it and wondered if she had imagined it.]

Of course Laura wants to try. She leads Dawn to the bedroom and lights two candles. Laura's blood is boiling with desire. She produces the quadruple bowed dildo. She is reluctant to show this, but Dawn only grins and asks where Laura "got this wonderful thing." I love that she is immediately ready to proceed, no hesitation what so ever. I have to love Dawn's exuberance ["Turn over on your stomach," she coached, nuzzling her ear, her neck. "I am going to take you to heaven." Dawn obeyed with a smile. "Or hell," she chuckled softly. "Either way, I want it."]

As usual, you take our time developing the situation. You know how to serve an entrée to prepare for the main course [For the next five minutes or so she squandered all her sexual skills lavishly on Dawn's beautiful naked body, beginning with a back massage, luxuriating in the feel of Dawn's smooth, resilient flesh under her fingers, kissing the hollows under her shoulderblades, licking her way down the wonderful groove that ran from the top to the curve of her sacrum, deepening as it sank toward her slender waist. Especially when Dawn wriggled and twisted her back in response to Laura's clever, passionate caresses, Laura found herself almost paralyzed with desire.] You proceed to have some love bites on the back and having Laura rub her titties on Dawn's back per her request. Some foreplay to really turn up the heat. I really, really love how you are able to balance the need for foreplay versus sex and details versus imagination. You are the master, bar none.

With your foreplay, (which is so on target and believable) you show what other author's fail to show. True desperation ["Do you want me to fuck you?" Laura teased, frenching her ear, massaging her back more forcefully, letting one hand run down it to Dawn's shapely ass. "Do you want me to fuck you in the ass? And the pussy? Both at the same time?" "Ohhhhnnnn . . . oh god, yes! Yesssss!" Dawn twisted, grimacing as the sensations Laura was arousing grew more and more intense. "Laura . . . rub your titties up and down my back. Ohhhhh, I love the feel of it! Do it more . . . yes! Yessss! Mash them into my back and bite me like that . . . oh yes, like that! Ungghhh!"] This is true heat that skillful foreplay creates.

Laura just doesn't stop. She proceeds to worship Dawn's exquisite back some. Finally, she works her way down to Dawn's perfect ass. I love how she kisses and stokes the whole sphere. She works form the swelling starting at the small of Dawn's back, over the hump and down to where her ass tapers into the back of her thighs. This is how you truly worship a woman's ass. Everyone else just squeezes them a little and kiss a little. Come on authors, I do hope you spend more than thirty seconds on this in real life. That is all they write, so they leave me wondering. You devote the time and skill that is done by real lesbian lovers. Laura is not finished yet [Wasting no time, Laura bent her face down and, pulling Dawn's tight little asshole open with her thumbs, slipped her tongue inside it, pushing it in about an inch deep.] Reading that put a spasm through my pussy. I love how you pry open the butt checks to get to that little puckered treasure. Other authors just say their character rams their tongues in, makes me wonder if their women actually have butt cheeks.

Love Dawn's violent jerk that expels Laura's tongue. Laura then makes sure Dawn's vagina is nice and lubricated with some finger penetration and clit rubbing. Dawn is now ready for the penetration. I smiled at the pillow under the tummy to raise the cunt/asshole for proper attacking. Now Laura gets the monster ready. Since it is designed for face to face fucking one partner will getting the bigger dildo up the ass. Laura like I, volunteers to take it up the ass. Dawn might not be ready for big penetration up the ass yet. I love how Laura always has her baby oil ready. All this lubing and deciding how to deploy is taking to long ["Ohhhhhnnnnn! Dawn moaned, looking back over her shoulder, her eyes streaked by frantic, urgent lust. "Laura . . . you're taking too long! Hurry."]

Again you show reality with Laura using one hand to part her cheeks to insert the dildo up her rectum. I always love the sound of penetration ["Ugh!" she grunted softly as she felt the bulbous head of it slip past the tight ring of her anus. "Ahnnnn!" she gasped as she inched the thick shaft slowly into her ass.] My pussy is twitching again with Laura's ass penetration [For a brief second, she swirled the knobby end of the dildo around just over Dawn's asshole, just to smear some of the lubricant there and make the entry easier. Then she pushed slowly forward, looking down to see the greased end of the dildo push into Dawn's ass. "Ohhngggg!" Dawn groaned, suddenly wincing and burrowing her face into the sheet.] I can feel the flaming pain of that initial penetration. But oh, the sweet bliss of that first feathery touch of sheer wanton pleasure that starts to flicker and then radiate from my impaled ass. Only you capture this.

I love how you describe the slow penetration. Slowly allowing the sphincter to relax, letting the body adjust to that impaling. Laura is such a considerate lover. Yip, you capture this impaling thrill perfectly [She pushed very slowly but did not stop, sinking both thick prongs into Dawn's body with infinitesimal patience, letting the tight flesh expand to receive them, watching the expression on the half of Dawn's face she could see turn from agony into a shocking mixture of fierce pleasure mingled with intense discomfort.]

I love how Laura slowly works it in until their groins are mated. Another thing I love about your writing is that you lovers have hands. What I mean by that is that other authors when they describe dildo sex, that is it. They just describe the actual penetration (and not to well at that). The lovers never do anything with their hands. They just fuck like a Venus DeMilo. You have Laura stroking her lover's body. She leans forward to rub her tits on her lover's body, stroke with her hands and to kiss as much sweet flesh as possible. I just revel in reading real sex and not just a rough facsimile.

I just love this visual you give of Dawn responding to all this stimulation ["Ohhhnnnn!"

Dawn moaned, turning her head back and forth in the wrinkled, wadded sheet, the smooth, sleek muscles of her back tensing under Laura's moving lips.]

Here is another paragraph that just have everything [For a long time Laura fucked her slowly, fucking herself slowly at the same time, intentionally not accelerating the tempo, lavishing her caresses on Dawn's amazing back, cooing to her, murmuring love words and sweet sexual threats, enraptured and wildly aroused by the stark contrast of Dawn's deeply blue-black body against the whiteness of the sheets. The dildo in Laura's ass was about a third bigger than the one in Dawn's, and she could feel every gnarled and rubbery inch of it cramming her asshole, sliding along the smooth walls, filling her, over-filling her, making her gag softly as it rode up into the depths of her body. By comparison, the one in her pussy was barely noticeable, except that it scraped along the surface of her swollen clit as it slid in and out of her, making her quiver and mewl helplessly.] You have the imagination to start the fucking out slow and romantic. You show her deliberating keeping the pace slow. Then you describe the continued caressing of Dawn's body. Like I say, other authors just forget this completely once dildo sex commences. Sigh, so little skill and or imagination. Then you show Laura making cooing sounds and voicing threats since Dawn likes this. The verbal can raise the heat so much. I want to hear my lover talking to me. Since it is a black and white woman loving each other, I love you showing them loving the contrast. Lastly, I love how you describe the thrill of feeling of those dildos riding up into the Laura's body. The feel of them filling her, how they cram her and feel one of them pushing up into her ass and the other rubbing her clit. Only you give the details that allow me to go "yeah, that is exactly how it feels" and then I am off from there.

Only you make sex seem so supreme. I love how Dawn is going through such sweet torment [But she knew the one in Dawn's ass was plenty big enough, and she could see from the expression on Dawn's face that it was having the desired effect. When Laura pushed forward, Dawn's brow would furrow, her closed eyes tighten, her wide, sensual mouth grimace slightly, and a faraway clotted whimper would be half-choked off in her throat. But then, even before Laura drew back slowly for another thrust, she would see a look of deep sexual rapture spread over Dawn's face, wiping away the grimace.] That is exactly what I want to see in the woman I am loving, supreme bliss with some mild pain when appropriate. The pain is necessary sometimes so I can replace it with soul searing rapture. The rapture only a loving lesbian can provide, in my humble biased opinion.

I love how the fucking continues with many cries of piercing ecstasy. Laura continues to plunge the cocks into both of their bodies. Laura continues to stroke Dawn's body, causing Dawn much pleasure. Laura always knows how to use her voice to increase pleasure ["I love to fuck you!" Laura growled into Dawn's ear, slithering her tongue into it and stabbing the two cocks deep into Dawn once more, feeling them jam in to the hilt in her own body as well. "Unh! Unh! Unh!" she grunted, still thrusting wildly, her small breasts jiggling and swirling as she lunged back and forth.] Love that visual of swirling breast, set in motion by intense fucking.

Now they are fucking so hard that the bed is creaking loudly and slamming against the wall. I love how Dawn is asked if she wants it harder, her moaned answer is YES! Dawn it seems always wants it hard and deep. Laura increases the violence of her thrusting. Laura seems to have such power coupled in that beautiful body of hers. I would gladly volunteer to let her fuck me as HARD as she wants. I think Dawn agrees with me ["Yes . . . ungghmmpphhh! Fuck me, Laura . . . yes . . . yeah oh yeah . . . oh fuck me hard yes ungghhh! Harder yes! Deeper! Aungghhh!"]

It is now fantasy fulfillment time. Dawn is on the precipice of a monster orgasm. Laura releases the monster and grabs a fistful of hair and gets Dawn's neck in the crook of an elbow. Having hands around my throat or like what Laura is doing to Dawn really shakes me up. I'm like Randi and her being handcuffed. It makes me come and scream like a banshee, only I can't because my throat is all constricted. You capture it perfectly [Dawn's eyes fluttered open, streaked with terror as she realized what Laura was doing, but there was no time for either of them to stop it. Laura yanked up on her hair viciously, grappling Dawn's neck in her other arm at the same time, wrenching her whole upper body upwards off the bed, and thrusting hard with her hips at the same time to drive the two dildos deep into Dawn's body again. "Aunnnrrnngghhuumpphhh!" Dawn tried to cry out, a strangled, desperate cry of fear and wild sexual excitement, but as Laura kept yanking and pulling her hair and wrenching her neck up and back, her cries died in her throat.] I always love how your lovers keep thrusting the dildo deep in the cunt and or ass while the woman is coming. This really keeps the orgasm going, feeling those stalks continuing to drill you while you cunt and ass are spasming and dying of pleasure. Dawn is one lucky woman having Laura as a lover [as Dawn seemed to dissolve into shuddering spasms of choking, spluttering, cawing, whinnying climaxes each time Laura again yanked back on her hair, and roughly throttled her neck with her arm.] Laura is not afraid to keep pouring it on.

Laura joins Dawn in a crushing orgasm. They both continue to shriek, or in Dawn's case, cawing for lack of breath through multiple orgasms. Finally, they are spent [By this time, Dawn's streak had run out, and she lay under Laura, completely stunned and stupefied by the experience, still glassy-eyed, her toes still curling, panting and whimpering in amazement. But Laura was still twitching and groaning, still wracked by spasms and aftershocks. She had come twice and knew Dawn had come at least three times. It had been a crushing experience for them both.] As I keep saying, only you do female orgasms credit. I bet het writers could take lessons from you for their writings.

Now this is visual picture [It was still embedded in Dawn, the two wet dildos Laura had just extracted from her own body waving obscenely in the air above Dawn's peerless naked ass, the others sunk deep in the girl's ass and pussy.] I have to chuckle and say wow at the same time. That is an obscene device. I want one.

I am so happy that Laura has moved out of her apartment now and doesn't have to worry about the neighbors anymore. Dawn has that look I know I have after I have been DP fucked hard [Dawn appeared to be thinking the same thing as she dragged herself up off the sheet, blinking, still half-stupefied by the horrific swarm of violent fucking and more violent orgasms she had just endured. She squinted playfully at Laura.] I really feel good after such a fucking. Dawn comments that she has never been fucked so hard. Dawn is like me though, the rougher the better. [The beautiful half-smile that enchanted Laura so much tugged at the corners of Dawn's sensual mouth. "I'm trying to make you feel good," she said. "You really did it right." She shook her head again. "Shit, I hate liking that so much. I came three times. Thought you were trying to kill me."] I love that gentle easygoing way Dawn's. She doesn't expound at great length. She just simply states her emotions and desires.

Dawn comments about being choked and Laura's strength. I like to do that. Tell my lover that you really roughed me up. That you slammed the shit out of me. That you nearly yanked my hair out. You really choked me. Translation, please do that again and maybe do it a little harder. I think Dawn feels the same [Dawn kissed her. "I never been fucked so beautiful in all my life," she said softly into Laura's lips as she kissed her. "Never came so hard, either. Even when those guys were doing me."] Having said that, I love gentle also. I love the last time that Laura and Dawn fucked, it was sweet and loving without any violence. You need the gentle loving to make the rough seem so special.

I love how the chapter with them looking at the clock and it say eight o'clock. Dawn notes that Robert won't be home till two thirty in the a.m. They have hours of fucking left to them. They need to refuel though. They decide to tuck into the food Dawn brought. I like Laura's final comment. They need to eat quickly. Laura already hungers for another dose of Dawn.

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Chapter 242:

I really like how this story started with Laura feeling warm and drowsy. This is another example of your "starting in the middle of things." I agree with you that this allows you to look at Laura's life from a different slant. This is something that is not done by other authors and this make it all the more special with you. It is so special how Laura awakes with Randi's breast cupped in her hand. This is just so gentle. This shows such love.

I like how Laura reflects that she still feels deeply for Randi. The pain from past conflicts has been buried. Randi likes to yank Laura's chain, but she went too far last time and she knew it. I think they are both thankful that the past has been overcome. Laura is coming to terms that she loves both Dawn and Randi. That she can't live without either of them. I can see why Laura wonders about her feelings after fucking Dawn for the first time. Dawn is such a special person. Despite this special love they share, she can't deny herself the special ways of women like Randi. I can't. Laura proves that love will overcome all. It has with Randi and now Deshona. I love the idea, love conquers all. I'm just thankful that Laura can't keep herself to one woman, that would be a total disaster. My pussy would be most upset. Hehehe.

Again you are the only author who shows her lovers just enjoying each others company. Like lovers who are not exploring new flesh. They have come to know each other and like what they have discovered. I love how Randi wakes up to Laura gently squeezing her tit and Randi's voice thick with sleep. They flirt with each other and actually talk to each other. They love what they see and constantly compliment each others beauty. This is how lovers bond beyond the initial heat of the first couplings.

I love all that love talk about the ankh. I guess I like it so much because I know it and its history. I'm happy you introduced it into the story. I love all the sass that Randi has about it. ["You were way too busy trying to eat up every other part of my body," Randi giggled softly. "But I don't mind if you want to kiss it now. I always allow my grateful subjects a crack at the ankh, you know. Worship me, worship my tattoo, I always say to them."] I really love this easy banter between them and Randi's sass. It makes her so alluring. While talking about her tattoo, Randi mentions that she has several girlfriends with more tattoos. Now I want Laura to have Randi whenever she can, but I do hope that Randi is fucking other women. Give her the opportunity to learn and experience other techniques to bring back to Laura in their fucking trysts.

Leave it to Randi to tell Nate about Laura. Personally, I would kill her, but it really makes the story kick. It is a hoot to see Laura get all flustered but quickly allows Randi to seduce her back again. Randi knows Laura is hooked and uses that for all its worth. Laura loves her, thus, her anger never lasts and the love quickly resurfaces. Randi is totally unshakable in her self-confidence and belief of her total control of the situation. I'm thinking she gets a kick out making Laura and Nate react with shock and anger. She sees nothing wrong with having 'a little fun' with the main woman and man in her life.

I can feel for Laura. I don't hide my orientation but i don't flaunt it either. Having a woman being so cavalier with my feelings would be very exasperating. The last thing any woman needs is a man gunning for her. She has a right to be upset and a little afraid. But her love for Randi quickly makes her putty in Randi's hands. All Randi has to do is stretch out her beautiful body before Laura and tell Laura to get over it and start loving her. Laura's body starts to throb with desire for her. I always love it when Laura's pussy starts to melt and run with cunt juices.

I really really love their sex scene. I love all your sex scenes but this one has always hit me with a little jolt of excitement. It's the little details like Laura sucking her inner lips and sucking, releasing, sucking her clit. Your judicious use all caps when Randi comes and the coup de grace is when Laura loops her arms under and around Randi's thighs when she comes. All those little details make this coupling just so special. For some reason, this scene is just so loving. They fuck intensely, but the intensity comes from their deep feeling for each other.

[It was a Friday night, and they spent the rest of it coiled together in Randi's bed, sleeping and fucking and watching TV and eating pizza. To Laura's relief, they did not try, as they might have done in the past, to exhaust one another with relentless screwing. Instead, they totally enjoyed one another's company, making love once more, with astonishing sensitivity and tenderness, before going to sleep, and once again in the morning. ] I love how they end their night together. This is how lovers love.

Before I move onto Jane, I want to comment a little more about this scene. I might be repeating myself, but this beginning is so special. Other authors only write about 'first time' stories. You yourself started this saga the same way. You have moved way beyond this. By developing these women and their relationships you are able to move beyond rutting and show real emotion and love. Other writers talk about the love of first sight and falling in love after the initial sex. This is good but I want more. I love the introduction of Yolanda and hunger for Sara and her seduction, but I desire more. I yearn for this interaction between women who have come to really know each other through years of interaction. This provides a heat of a totally different quality that is just as hot as a first time story.

Nice easy, natural segue to Jane. Masterful as always.

I love the easy banter with Jane calling Laura "old lady". It's actually a little endearing, They then banter back and forth. I can just hear their voices and the fun and strong feelings they have for each other. They again genuinely like each other. Jane as usual shows her fire and aggressive nature. A nature Laura can't resist.

Like how Laura can be flagging a little, but when one of beautiful lovelies shows up, she always perks up. Jane is a very beautiful young woman and has the fire that makes one just want to fuck her blind. She has a look in her eyes that fits her personality perfectly.

I love all the nuances that you give Jane. How she brazenly teases Laura about other women (cunt hairs in teeth) then sulks when chastised and mournfully confesses to her jealousy. This makes her such a complex and believable character and very desirable. Most other writers make their characters so one dimensional and not very developed. You have made Jane into a character who is like the wind, you never know which direction she will be blowing in next.

Jane made good on her promise to not let her mother keep them apart. This would not be possible if not for the past chapters featuring Jane and then her appearances in others. This has given her a history that Laura reflects on now. I thank you for creating this epic. The past allows you to build the future chapters with these women.

Laura takes her upstairs to get ready for their picnic. Wowee, a girl after my own heart, [Jane smirked. "I know. Do it anyway. Stick your tongue right down my throat. I'll be quiet."] I just love that fire. Like Jane's attitude, let's just fuck, doesn't matter where.

Loved the two phone calls. First, Dawn with all the positive connotations and the then Ada's phone message with the downer. I love how Dawn is so open with new found desire for Laura. She is so sweet. Ada starts sweet and flirting but quickly breaks down in tears. Ada is torn up over her desires. Such sweet emotion in both. This really tears up Laura but fortunately one look at Jane's young hard body makes her forget her turmoil at least temporally.

Jane is her usual unrepentant self about going in Laura's bedroom to get the 'big dick'. The girl has no shame. This is all right because she is just so cute about it. She has a natural happiness about life. She may exasperate a person but you can't help but smirk about it and be attracted to her. I love how laura gets all jealous and bothered by Jane's boyfriends. Laura is so cute with getting sick just thinking about them shoving their cocks up her tight pussy. I know how she feels. I would love for Laura to plow her strap-on into her cunt and ass and show her no one can fuck like Laura (and me through her).

Love the little touch about jane being a crazy driver. This just matches her personality to the max. I can just picture that jeep going around those turns with the wheels almost off the ground. I wish I could have seen Laura's face. It must have been priceless.

Ah, sex in the great outdoors. It can be such a nice change of pace. I agree with Laura wanting to find just the perfect place to have sex. Don't won't any interference when things are getting exciting. Love the smells of nature and the feel of the breeze on my skin.

Love how Laura finds each woman she is with to be perfection at the time. I find this to be such a positive trait of Laura. She doesn't play favorites with her women. The woman she is with at the time gets all that Laura has to give. She makes each of her women feel like they are the center of Laura's universe. Which they are at that time.

You are able to take the edge off of Jane's fiery personality by the little things. She gets all starry eyed with innocent love for Laura. She then asks with almost a little girl wonder if Laura truly finds her body "perfect". Then she gets a afraid of a bee sting. By doing these things you are able to make Jane cute and very special. You don't have to do this to make the story go forward, but by doing it, you make this story so special and such a pleasure to read.

I really like all the attention Laura pays to her women's upper torso; her neck, collar bones and expanse above her breast.. No one else does this. They only concentrate on the usual lips, tits and ass. You constantly remind the reader of a woman's entire body. This is not to say that you don't make kissing hot and breast worship wonderful. I love how Laura and Jane start slow with their kissing and then it heats up into a mouth rape.

I love the way that Laura just consumes her women's breast. I love how she starts slow. She starts by kissing the skin between the breast before she removes Jane's bra. I love kissing all around a woman's breast. She then plays with her nipples with her fingers. Again a slow increasing of heat. You show foreplay way more than any other writer. This is how women make love to each other. With an all consuming passion. Okay, I'm biased. I admit it.

I'm impressed by the way that Laura finds new wonders about her lovers bodies. She again finds Jane's dark skin to be such a treasure. She tickles and licks her ribs and then moves to her belly button to play with it. She observes her wonderful abs. Laura is so in tune with her women and their bodies. This is how you make your lover feel super special. Learn their body as if it is your own.

I had forgotten about the foot worship. Very nice change of pace. It's something I do from time to time as a change of pace and it always has the desired affect. I love it myself, though, you have to careful because I'm so ticklish on my feet. I like how Laura just does it. You never know how Laura will love her women. It keeps everything so fresh and original. Plus, you spend enough time describing this to make it very visual. Other authors would just have the women do it and spend a paragraph to explain it. This is no where enough time to get the reader really involved. You do and thus you make it exciting. I love how Laura and Jane talk through out the event. I love how your women are always talking to each other, communicating their feelings and desires.

Love how Laura transitions from her foot worship [Still feverishly kissing and caressing Jane's other foot, sucking her toes sharply, Laura ran her fingers up Jane's leg, stroking it, then moving her lips up Jane's calf, her flexing thigh, finally pushing Jane's thighs open and pressing her hot, hungry mouth directly into Jane's streaming pussy. "Oh god, Laura . . . oh shit . . . unhhh . . . unnhhh!" Jane groaned, jerking her pelvis and pushing her cunt frantically up into Laura's face.] Of course she has a screaming, pelvis bucking orgasm.

I love how Jane as soon as she recovers she immediately rolls Laura over and love assaults her. I love Jane's aggressive manner [Not expecting such a heated fuck-assault, Laura felt her body almost leap up to meet Jane's fiercely passionate, groping, hungry embrace, kissing her wildly, gulping and groaning as she felt Jane's fingers in her pussy, backed up by Jane's thigh, jamming up behind Jane's hand. Jane straddled one of Laura's thighs, and Laura could feel the girl's wet pussy sliding up and down her thigh muscle as Jane fucked Laura's throbbing cunt rapidly and forcefully with her two fingers, every now and then slamming her thigh forward too so that her whole hand splayed into Laura's aching crack, making Laura groan in pleasure.] I love being taken like this and giving it like this. Jane is a pure creature of passion. I love Laura's repeated all caps screams of rapture. Very, very hot I must say.

I love how Jane brings herself off to orgasm by rubbing Laura's thigh and the resulting sticky mess she leaves when her orgasm finishes. I love how Laura even while receiving such pleasure remembers to give when she gets the opportunity to feast and love maul one of Jane's tits when it comes into range of her hungry mouth.

Love Laura's on again off again self-flogging of herself about Jane's age. Makes for nice angst. For me, Jane is old enough and knows what she wants. She is no innocent. It is nice though, shows that Laura will never be a sexual predator. She is really only attracted to girls who are mature enough to know what they are doing and are not innocents. These girls know what they want, and that is Laura. Can't say I blame them, actually.

Had some nice post coital time and then what a cute ending, Jane asking for the monster dick. Again, it is these nice touches that add so much to Laura's story.

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Chapter 243:

I like how the chapter started with Laura and Jane all warm and drowsy from sex. Of course, they quickly heat each other up. I then like the little battle between Laura and Jane and the desire for "natural" sex and sex with the "dick". Jane is always wanting to go extreme in her sexual pursuits. She is such a wild child. I just have to love her girlish enthusiasm for sex. She may still be a child technically, but she has the body and mind of sexually mature woman who has discovered the wonders of her body and wants to experience it to its fullest.

I'll have to read some Kendra chapters again in the not to distant future. I guess I'm assuming that I won't be seeing again. I do know she had a fire all her own and that she came with great joy and exuberance.

Loved the whole use of baby oil on Jane's beautiful body. I can just imagine how beautiful that must have been. I can just see that delightful hard body all gleaming, especially in the sunlight. I like how Jane presents her body to be messaged by Laura, since she knows she is hot [Provocatively, Jane gave Laura a smoking, seductive smile and slowly removed her sweater again, letting Laura's eyes devour her body. No matter how much Laura got of it, she could never get enough, and Jane knew it. Laura peeled off her sweater again too as Jane stretched out on her stomach, the round, high moons of her thrilling ass rising above the small of her back, so smooth, black, beautifully sculptured, and gleaming that Laura was hard pressed not to fall on them with her hands and mouth immediately.] Again, you don't have start everything off with a bang. You allow the situation to slowly simmer and the boil over into devastating sex.

I love how Laura's hands are shaking with excitement while lovingly rubbing the oil into Jane's black skin. I like the fact that you make it clear that Laura never tires of her women's beauty. I love how Laura does not give into Jane's demands for immediate satisfaction and instead prolongs her loving with some more massaging and then rubbing her own tits into her oiled slicked back and ass.

I thought this was cool how Jane's beauty totally overcomes laura with hot lust [One of her delectable, up swooping, hard young breasts with its round, shiny black nipple came into view, dangling toward the blanket, and triggered the last remaining spark of crazy rapist in Laura, who flung her body forward across Jane's back, pushing Jane to the blanket again, but grabbing the exposed naked breast at the same time in one hand, squeezing it hungrily and sucking the back of Jane's neck again at the same time. She slid the fingers of her other hand into Jane's ass crack, rubbing her little anus suggestively, then dropping her fingers to the soupy, runny gash and sliding them inside.] I can totally understand this reaction.

Finally, Laura gives in and gives her the 'dick' (I think she would be a natural for the double penetrator). I love all the whimpering Jane did to get it. I love how you describe the penetration and sliding in and the way Jane's face grimaces at the feelings being caused. Then as usual I love how you describe the physical [Already Jane was twisting and quivering, eyes rolling up, toes curling—those delicious brown toes Laura had been caressing with her tongue only minutes earlier—her legs flexing, her face desperate with need.] no one but no one gives me these kind of beautiful details.

Laura instead of pleasuring herself with the other end concentrates on pleasuring Jane who is close to orgasm [Laura had begun to fuck her harder, and faster. She leaned forward again and began to bite Jane's smooth ass cheeks as she relentlessly drove the huge dildo deep into Jane's pussy again and again, twisting it now, rotating it like a corkscrew as she plunged it into Jane's crammed slit, so wildly aroused by their grunting and moaning and Jane's writhing, oiled, black body that she wondered if she might come too just in a sympathetic orgasm of her own, without even being helped to it.] Other authors would just say they were fucking Jane with it. Only you talk about plunging it in deep and rotating it to increase the stimulation. Then you also have Laura biting her ass for that little extra jolt of electricity. Then as the orgasm crushes Jane, Laura continues to thrust and rotate to prolong the ecstasy. Oh yeah.

To bad about the hikers interrupting the hot sex about to occur but it was cute to watch it happening. I love Jane's attitude. I would have been tempted to continue once the gawkers moved on. I love Jane's fire. Still, I understand Laura. It is not her personality to continue. I love all the repressed lust she has driving home from the mountain. She didn't get to come and Jane is not helping by being provocative and telling Laura that she is going to fuck her again. Doesn't matter what Laura says or thinks, she, Jane will rape her and make her scream. Again, that fire I love so much.

I chuckled with her thoughts about a wreck and the ensuing autopsy. Would it show their rutting. Probably.

Gosh, I love Jane seducing Laura the instant they are in her apartment. Jane knows all of Laura's weak spots and has no shame in using them. She immediately starts to remove her clothes and plays matador with her shirt, using it to hide and reveal her tits to Laura. I just find this extra cute. I love how she taunts Laura. She knows what Laura wants and will eventually succumb to her advances. She could care less about the Gibson's. She probably would go up and say she was handing out 'Watchtower' to check them out. She is wild enough.

I think one of my favorite scenes is when Jane beckons Laura with 'ohh Lauuuuuuraa.' And the Laura bites her knuckle and responds with a croaked "yes". I just smile when I read this. This goes way beyond cute.

I really loved how you lovingly describe Jane's body in shower, how the water caressed her body and made it seem ethereal. [Jane slid the door a little farther open, knowing the effect the sight of her naked body usually had on Laura. The fact that they had been vigorously fucking already that day seemed to make little difference. Laura could not keep her eyes from devouring the girl's wet, sparkling black flesh.]

I just love how Jane immediately attacks Laura the instant she is in the shower. She completely devours her. I love her unbridled lust and how she totally ignores pleas to not make Laura scream. Jane could care less. She WILL make Laura scream. No question. ["Now's my turn," she growled, kissing Laura's neck, pinching both of Laura's nipples, then kissing Laura's mouth hungrily. "I told you, Laura, I'm gonna make you squeal."]

Again we get the extreme passion these women feel for each other. They absolutely want to devour each other's sweet flesh. They hunger for each other. I love it. I love how she rubs Laura all over and attacks her her tits and nipples. Quickly she starts to frig Laura off. I love how Laura's knees get weak and breath short. Jane is fucking her good. I love when Laura and her lover's bite each other nipples. Not too hard, but enough to get the juices going. You are so right about it sending bolts of hot pleasure straight to your cunt. I then really love Jane ramming her fingers up into Laura's cunt so hard that Laura is nearly lifted off her feet. I love hard ramming sex. It is just so fucking hot.

I love it when you describe one of these women jackknifing and in the standing position slapping the wall behind them if one is there. I feel so helpless and totally overwhelmed in this position. It makes my orgasms so much stronger. I love how Jane supports her in her moments of weakness. As usual, you continue the orgasm ["Mmmnnggggeeeeeee!" she screamed into the wash cloth, trying to pump her hips into Jane's thrusting hand though the cramped quarters made it impossible. "Unnmmnnggeeeee! Ungghh! Mmmggnneeeee!"] Other authors stop the moment right after the orgasm. Only you continue trying to draw out the pleasure like considerate lovers do for each other. I love how Jane continues to pump Laura's spasming cunt to prolong the pleasure. I love how Laura kisses Jane's upper body in gratitude. Then some sweet after play.

Now Laura returns the favor. It is just fucking hot that Jane makes an immediate request to be finger fucked up the ass. Wow. I love Laura using shampoo to lubricate her fingers to ram them up Jane's ready asshole. I especially liked Jane [Smiling in her sexiest, most lubricious manner]. She is totally receptive and ready for hot fucking. That was fucking hot. I can feel the shampoo on my fingers and just image how they must feel going up my lover's rectum. Yumm. It is so nice how you describe Jane on the shower floor spreading her thighs for the invasion and asking for two fingers. I love how you describe Jane's eyes getting glassy once her asshole is penetrated. My pussy is clenching here just typing this. I love how you have Laura twisting her fingers up Jane's ass. Other authors just thrust, only you give the variations that everyone uses to increase the pleasure.

Then you ratchet up the heat by having Laura devour her young cunt. Love the details of Laura smelling Jane's excited cunt even in the shower and their drenched hair and how erotica that is. Then some nice details ["Oh Jane . . . oh Jane . . . what am I going to do with you . . . I love fucking you so much!" Laura chanted as she hungrily devoured Jane's streaming, tangy pussy, plunging her lubricated fingers up into Jane's ass at the same time, rotating them, feeling the girl's wet, flexing body quiver with each thrust.] This is what fucking is all about.

Loved the comparison between Jane and Ada and their shower fucking. Even though Jane is only seventeen, she is completely open and natural to this sex. She is ready for any kind of sex. Ada is more like the sweet innocent who is totally shocked and overwhelmed by these new discoveries.

Another line that kills me, [Overwhelmed by Laura's passion attack, Jane dropped her hands from Laura's shoulders to the floor, planting them flat and lifting her ass up off the tiles, gyrating it forward into Laura's mouth and plunging fingers.] Again, that is just so fucking hot. Then next they intensify the fucking to make it truly animalistic. They become consumed by their lust. [Whimpering and keening into the wash cloth, Jane threw her head back, grinding her cunt into Laura's face and squeezing the fingers inside her ass with her clenching ass cheeks. Something fiercely animalistic entered their hot fucking at this moment, both of them grunting and snuffling, Laura parting the outer lips of Jane's pussy with her fingers and sucking the glossy black inner lips, driving Jane nearly up the wall. She jammed her ass down on Laura's hand, so hard that only Laura's upward thrust had kept her wrist from being snapped by Jane's fiery urgency.] Sigh. This is what I so look forward too when I get to the sex scenes in your stories. They are just perfection.

I love this description of oral action, [Laura released her slippery, glistening black pussy lips and moved her mouth up to Jane's clit. She gave it four or five deep throat-sucks,]. Simply divine. I can just feel that being done to my clit and the way my mouth and throat work when I am giving throat sucks myself. Thank you for using this imagery in your writings.

I love Laura's concern because of her roughness with Jane. Jane on the other hand doesn't want it any other way. She has fucked Jane so hard that Jane can't take anymore. Laura has totally satisfied her with the pounding she just gave Jane. Jane loves to have her pussy and asshole pounded with rough sex. Got to love that girl. She loves to have her body lovingly abused by Laura to bring on the highest level of pleasure.

I love how Jane says that Laura is better than Keeshon and Donnell. That is the way it should be. Hehehe. Sorry, but is just the way I feel. No man can out fuck Laura. Laura is the champ, no questions asked.

Then they have a romantic fuck and then Jane tells her point blank that Laura is the best. They just makes me want to squeal with happiness. Of course Jane can't leave without giving some jealous comments about Charise, again so in character. She wants Laura for herself. Thank goodness she doesn't succeed in her desires.

In parting I just want to comment again on your handling of Jane's character. She is probably the roughest edged character in Laura's life. She can be so demanding and even a little scary in her jealousy. But you are able to leaven this by having her show at the most shocking times just how vulnerable she is. Much of her actions are to hide this. She then can be so playful and show such girlish behavior like going on about the bee. You make Jane a complex young woman who is a little dangerous but ultimately very desirable and likable. You just have to get by the rough exterior to get to the real inside. Thank you for giving us such a complex individual.

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Chapter 244:

I really like how this chapter starts out with Laura gazing upon Shontay. What I find fascinating about this is the fact that Laura doesn't find her to die for physically. Of all the women Laura has made love to, this is the only one I can remember where she was so ambivalent in her initial reactions to her. Other women she feels that immediate pussy itching tingle. This is not the case with Shontay. Again we find Laura not really being attracted to her. This confuses Laura as to why she is stopping in the first place to gaze upon her. Unknown to Shontay, Laura is gazing into a room at her while she is having a meeting with her division. Laura finds Shontay to be very skinny. She wears clothes that are baggy and don't flatter her slender frame at all. Her glasses are almost too big for her face. Her hair is pulled back into a sever bun. Despite all of this, Laura finds little things. She loves the up tilt to Shontay's ass. Behind those glasses she has a pretty face. Though she acts imperious, it does have a regal air about her.

Of course she gets caught. Shontay senses she is being looked and gives Laura a cold stare. Laura runs for cover. Laura berates herself for getting caught. Why would she stare when she was developing a litany of why she shouldn't even be attracted to her? I think it so cute how she spends the next few days trying to avoid her. I think it so cool how this dynamic is totally opposite from all the other women that Laura has loved.

When Laura gets home she replays the phone mail message that Dawn left recently. I love Dawn's message. It is so artless and honest. She speaks of longing and desire. She dearly wants another night of Laura's love. Unfortunately, Laura can't call her because of Robert. He is a great guy, but he really should bow out of the picture. Hehehe. Just the lesbian in me again. Dawn says she will call back. It takes a week. I think I would be climbing the walls waiting for such a lovely creature to call me back.

I always love it when I read that Laura is sleeping with other women while waiting for the current object of her desires. I am so happy that Randi, Shavon and Tiffany got to grace her bed. Love the comment that she was happy for the workweek to begin so she could get some rest.

One has to love the raw passion that Laura speaks to Dawn with over the phone. I think Dawn is a little overwhelmed initially, but she quickly responds that she loves Laura also. Robert will not be back until Monday because he is in training out of town. Dawn invites Laura over for dinner. I think everyone knows what the main course will be. For the one and only time so far, Laura buys red roses for her lady love. While walking to Dawn's place she hums one of her favorite melodies to herself. This usually occurs in her happier and content states, though, sometimes she has that one song she thinks of in times of distress.

I can understand why Dawn is genuinely touched when Laura presents them to her at the door. Laura takes advantage of a thorn prick to ask Dawn to kiss and make it feel better. Of course, Dawn finds this to be a little amusing. After putting the roses in a vase, she asks to see the finger. I like how you capture taking something so innocuous and making it erotica [Laura extended her forefinger. She actually had nicked it a little on a thorn, and there was a small bead of dark red blood on the tip. Dawn held Laura's hand in both of her lovely, graceful black hands and raised it to her lips. She kissed Laura's finger, letting the blood smear her lips, looking into Laura's eyes the whole time, letting her lips move slowly over Laura's fingertip.]

I think my pussy would be turning to butter just like Laura's does. She croaks to Dawn that she has to kiss her. Dawn smiles but tells her she must remove her white shirt, which happens to belong to Robert. Can't be getting blood on it. It wouldn't do to have Robert wonder where it came from if Dawn has no cuts on her. I like how Laura notices the all white clothes that Dawn is wearing and how this contrasts so beautifully with her very black skin. I like the descriptions of Dawns hair. How it is kinky but still very soft to the touch and how she has it tied back again, this time with a red scarf. I think I am a lot like Laura in the sense I always try to look at women I have known with wonder [Oh god, she can't be this beautiful! Laura thought. I didn't remember her being this beautiful. Dawn had a desirability that made the breath catch in Laura's throat. It was as if they had not yet shared a bed, even though reenacting Dawn's warehouse rape experience had been one of the most stirring sexual moments of Laura's life.] Of course, one can never keep that initial rush of lust and wonder of a new found lover, but I try to never take for granted a woman's beauty. It is just as great as yesterday, so I should continue to see it for the wonder it truly is. I think this is a fault everyone shares, this taking beauty for granted and letting it become mundane and normal.

Before I continue with my actual gloss, I just wanted you to know that these next thoughts are the ones that sparked in me the desire to gloss older chapters. We now reach the point where Laura tries to start the actual seduction with a comment about removing Dawn's shirt. Dawn asks her if she wants to do it. Laura is a little confused. She thought that Dawn didn't want to fuck in the same place she shares with Robert. Dawn responds with [Dawn paused before answering. Her eyes never wavered from Laura's. "Chico is about a hundred miles from here," she whispered.] WOW! That is a complete 100% turn around.

I love how Laura gazes into Dawn's eyes as she undoes the eight buttons to Dawn's shirt. Before Laura can proceed, Dawn demands her equality of disrobing. She removes Laura's sweatshirt. This was the other thing that really hit me and spawned my desire to gloss this and older chapters. She takes Laura's sweatshirt and casually tosses it into the living room. I think that just says so much about how Dawn's thinking has changed. Before, no loving in her apartment and now she is cavalierly throwing around their disrobed clothes without a care in the world. She is totally and freely loving Laura now. In HER apartment, Robert be dammed.

Now they retire to the bedroom leaving their tops wherever they have fallen. I think that it is sweet that Dawn wants to take the roses into the bedroom. I think she is truly touched by the gesture. In fact both her and Laura are shaking with desire. Wow, it is hard to believe that Dawn is only nineteen, she seems so mature. I think the next part is a real nice touch [Dawn crinkled her nose. "Why don't we take these off first?" She pointed to her own bra, a very conventional one, unlike Laura's expensive mauve lace-and-filigree affair, but starkly white and alluring against Dawn's velvet black skin. "You know, pushing my boobs against yours when we kissed really got my fires going last time."] That is a heavenly sensation to be sure.

In fact, I think this was the chapter that convinced me I had to give much more attention to my lover's back, which I have I have done now with glorious results I may add [Smiling, Dawn turned. Before touching her bra clasp, Laura ran her fingertips lightly over the smooth, very black skin of Dawn's ravishing back, gently massaging her shoulder blades, rubbing the submerged vertebrae, then pressing her lips to the skin above the clasp. The focus on a woman's body invariably centered on her breasts, her legs, her ass, perhaps her hips, even in some cultures on her neck and throat, or her feet, but curiously never on her back, which to Laura could often be the most enchanting place of all. She wanted desperately to kiss every inch of it, to trail her lips from top to bottom, relishing the smoothness, the suppleness of Dawn's young, resilient flesh, the deep blue-black hue of her skin, the dips and cambers and flowing contours of this masterpiece.] I was guilty of exactly what you mention in this paragraph. Not any more.

I love how Dawn giggles and tells Laura that she can worship her back for a few more minutes and not the eternity that Laura wants. Laura still behind her finally undoes her bra and immediately runs her hands up to Dawn's breast, going over Dawn's hard abs (this got my radar whirring on my very first read) to get there. Laura is like me, always looking for new tools in her toolbox. Recently she love sucked Jane's nape of the neck with spectacular results. Works here also ["Oh! Aiiiyyeee!" Dawn yelped, laughing and quivering sharply. "Oh shit, that feels good!"] Again Dawn wants to keep things in balance; she spins around and takes Laura's bra off.

It is so glorious how they embrace each other once the bras are removed. This kiss with a ravenous hunger while they mash their tits together. I love how Laura luxuriates in the feel of Dawns tits and especially her nipples pushing and scrapping into her own. Their bodies are trembling with desire. They are overwrought for each other. Oh yeah, Dawn is excited ["I think we better get on with it because I'm getting so excited it's running down my leg," Dawn whispered in her ear. "You make me hotter than anybody ever has."] I love how primal Laura can get; she asks Dawn if she wants Laura to "fuck" her. Dawn like me is totally warmed and turned on by this direct approach and language. I just want to say, this next line is so sweet and emotional, it really resonates with me ["And I want to fuck you, too," she whispered. "Anybody who brings me roses"—she glanced over at them on the vanity table, drawing Laura's eyes there briefly too—"is going to get the best I have to offer."] It is sentiment like this that draws me so strongly to Dawn.

I like the seductive dance that Dawn starts for Laura when she offers to remove her pants for Laura. She performs each motion with slow deliberateness knowing that this is only stoking the fire in Laura's belly. Dawn only gets started a little before Laura must take over. Her attraction is to strong she must get her hands on Dawn as much as possible. I love how you never miss an opportunity to lovingly describe these women [With an alluring, sexy smirk, Dawn let her own hands drop away. From this position Laura was looking up at her, and she hardly knew whether to keep unzipping the zipper or just to gaze spellbound at the bulging, perfectly curved undersides of Dawn's large breasts, dangling there right above her head. Dawn's thick dark nipples glimmered, and Laura could see the jutting center nubs protruding from the semi-puffy areolas.] It is so obvious to me that you truly care for your creations with all this loving and caressing details that you give. Most other authors treat their creations almost like castoffs with no love shown toward their creations.

I love Dawn smiling down at Laura. Laura raises her hands and cup those almost perfect breast and gives them a little love squeeze. This is exactly what I would do. Letting Dawn know through that loving squeeze that more is soon to come. She finishes pulling the zipper down and love how Laura doesn't waste this opportunity to stroke Dawn's belly, hips, thighs and legs as she pulls them and panties down. I just love that Laura can't keep from stroking her lovers. She once more realizes that Dawn has no pubic hair and inquires. Dawn tells her that Robert likes it like this. Laura remarks that she would like her to grow it out. She wants to push her nose in it. I don't think she thought Dawn would. Laura never tries to force her lovers into doing anything they might not want to do. I think that Laura really wants her too, but not if it would cause problems with Robert. We do discover in Dawn's next chapter that she does grow it for Laura. That was a very big wow for me. That spoke volumes about Dawn's feelings for Laura to me.

I was extremely turned on when Dawn took Laura's last comment and said ["I'm gonna push my nose into you," she whispered sexily. "Everywhere."] That would just make my pussy runneth over with juices. All this elicits some "I love you" between them. I am always happy to see when one of Laura's lovers state that they are starting to crave only the lesbian sex she can provide.

Finally, they get naked and Laura uses that passion that I adore so much [She was all over Dawn's naked body, licking it, kissing it, sucking it, nipping it playfully with her teeth, slithering her tongue into Dawn's ear, burying her face between Dawn's breasts, wanting to drink her and swallow her, feeling a horribly urgent hunger for her.] This is how to reduce a woman to a puddle of wanton need. As you know, I am complete glutton for your description of breast worship and you really do it justice here. I love to concentrate on the places that most everyone else misses [Now Laura got her chance to worship Dawn's lovely large breasts, so plump and round and firm that they bulged at the sides as much as at the bottoms. Starting with her face buried between them, her hands holding each firm globe and pushing them into her cheeks as she kissed her way down the deep smooth valley, she moved her lips first under one, then the other, kissing the incredibly round bottom of each warm, resilient ball of flesh, moving her mouth up into the secret, sensitive crease where each breast joined the rest of Dawn's gorgeous body. She extended her tongue and ran it slowly along the crease under each of Dawn's breasts until Dawn began to pant and moan softly. At the same time Laura's fingers were also busy, kneading the thick buds of Dawn's nipples, pinching them, lightly twisting them, her lips moving up and around Dawn's breasts, circling her nipples, making Dawn crave to have them sucked.] You must have driven many a woman crazy in your time. You certainly know how to make a woman's breast feel special.

After all this, you are NOW getting to the main course of actually sucking the nipples. You have all this glorious breast foreplay so to speak and still have to really lash the main course. You haven't gotten to where almost all other authors start. They don't really do any justice with their material. I think my nipples would be making the same demands as Dawn's at this point [The black, shiny areolas of Dawn's large nipples began to tighten and stipple with tiny bumps, and the thick nubbins in the center began to surface, pointing and rigid. They wanted to be sucked, and Laura wanted to suck them.] Oh Yeah!

I like how Laura teases Dawn about licking her tits and then teases about sucking them after she has started to lick them. I love Dawn whimpers and begging for more. I love to hear that from my lovers. A little teasing is such a good thing. Laura as usual delivers [The skin of Dawn's breasts was very black against Laura's white fingers, which caressed and squeezed them passionately, and her nipples were blacker still, swollen and erect in the center. Laura lowered her lips to one and teased it for several seconds by tonguing and lip-pinching it, loving every micro-second of this exquisite play. Dawn was beside herself, whimpering now. Finally, Laura gave in. She opened her lips and sucked Dawn's large nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the thick bud as she drew it in deep.] I am so thankful that you provide this kind of detail each and every chapter. I can fully understand Dawn's head thudding onto the mattress. The pleasure burning through her tits must be so sweet.

Laura remembering Dawn's love of rough sex, from her story of being raped, she increases her attack on Dawn's breast. She sucks harder and starts to knead her tits more roughly. Dawn raises her voice in need, telling Laura to suck harder. I love how you write that Laura says "like this" and you don't actually describe what Laura does. All you provide is what the affect is on Dawn ["Annghiiee! Oh yes! Oh god! Yes . . . the other one too! Ungghiiiee!"]. I love you leaving this up to the reader to fill in the details. You have a masterful touch of when to employee this technique.

Finally, Laura has lavished enough skill and time on Dawn's magnificent breast. It is time to head south for paradise. My radar really went off the scale when Laura remarked about Dawn's rock hard abs. I was thinking to myself, could this be setting up what I hope it would. I remember hoping Laura would rub her pussy on Jane's stomach, so I kept my hopes under control. I love how you so often describe the odors of female love juices that waft up to Laura's nose. I can never get enough details about that wonderful musk. Also, I love how you describe a woman's inflamed cunt, all swollen and ripe with juices. All excited and ready for some tender or hard loving [Again she kissed her way across the smooth, flat expanse of skin that would ordinarily be covered with silky black crotch hair, again smelling the bewitching, thick odors of Dawn's excited pussy wafting up into her nostrils. Finally, she reached the swollen, festering, gaping slit of Dawn's beautiful black pussy, the thick outer lips puffy and thick, the inner sleeve a black-lipped mouth of bright dark-pink glistening wet flesh.] I can never get enough of your descriptions of woman's vagina, especially when it is all swollen with excitement.

As usual you give me that lovely detail of that initial mouth to pussy contact [Laura was overwhelmed by love for it. As she had the first time, she ran the tip of her tongue up and down in the crease between the thick outer lips and the slick, wet inner petals. Dawn whimpered helplessly, her body clenching in response.] I love that sucking in of breath or whimper of that magical moment. You then give me back-to-back three details which I always love receiving. Details only you provide. Dawn first digs her fingers into her thighs in helpless excitement, she then moves her hands up to her tits starts to stimulate herself with pinching, twirling and pulling up her nipples. All the while she is whimpering. Other authors talk of their whimpering or moaning. Only you give the actual sounds. You make your women so open and vulnerable with these exquisite details. Of course, if Laura was doing this to me, I would be just as helpless as Dawn [Laura now let her tongue slide directly into the center of Dawn's oozing furrow, stabbing it in deep, then withdrawing it slowly so that the flat of her tongue slid across the swollen nub of Dawn's clitoris. This drove Dawn into helpless shudders of pleasure.]

What a sweet detail of Dawn wanting Laura to put finger up her asshole. She loves that anal stimulation. Nice bit of confusion while they try and come up with some baby oil. That was a nice touch that made me smile and chuckle. Finally, Laura produces some from her ever present oil in the purse. First she buries her face in that fragrant cunt. Now it is time. She inserts the finger with that beautiful hitch in breath from Dawn. Now Laura lets Dawn body accommodate and set the pace. [Laura's slippery, oiled finger slid up into her tight little asshole, and Dawn froze momentarily, gripped by the fresh, intense sensations. Laura didn't move her finger either, wanting them both to enjoy every exquisite feeling. Slowly, Dawn's body came back into motion, undulating gently, her pelvis quivering as she bucked up into Laura's hand.]

Now Laura starts to work in earnest on her cunt candy. [Laura's eyes raced up and down this wonderful girl's incredible body, taking in every inch of it's silky black beauty, before she lowered her mouth again to Dawn's aching, flowing pussy, knowing now that a shattering climax was only seconds away. Oh honey, I want it to be the best for you, she thought, slithering her tongue again deep into Dawn's runny trench, and twisting the finger that was embedded now in Dawn's ass.] It was a nice twist, Laura not working her finger too much in Dawn's ass, instead relying on Dawn's twisting up swirling hips to do the work. I love how this works the finger in Dawns ass as well as bringing her cunt up into Laura's mouth. Just one more of those sweet details.

All this passionate love has the desired affect ["Aaauuuunngghhhh!" Dawn cried out, a deafening groan of crushing ecstasy, her whole luscious body clenching in one horrific spasm as the full force of a powerful orgasm wrenched her. "Unmghhh! Auunngghhhh! Anngghiiieeee!"] I always love your orgasms because these are the kind I strive for, both giving and receiving. I really like Laura reflecting that if anyone could here Dawn's screams of rapture, they couldn't feel anything but happiness for her or maybe jealousy. The orgasms that Laura provides are the kind that women dream about and long for. Love the aftershocks and Laura feeling them through Dawn's clenching asshole on her finger.

Dawn is a woman after my own heart [Dawn beamed broadly and kissed Laura's mouth vigorously, heatedly. "I'm going to give you whatever you want in return," she breathed sexily, kissing Laura's neck now, touching Laura's naked breasts with her long black fingers, kneading Laura's soft, gently aching nipples. "Anything. What is it? What do you want?"] Laura confesses that she wants to rub her pussy all along Dawn's rock hard abs. Of Yeah!! Love Dawn's response to this request ["Wow . . . that sounds pretty hot to me," she said in hushed tones, eyes wide.] Dawn seems very open to trying new things. I love how Dawn quickly rolls on her back with much jiggling of tits. One of things that I so adore about your writing is that once you setup the next sex act, you so often digress with a lovely side bar ["God, I love every inch of your scrumptious body," Laura moaned softly, leaning forward and beginning to kiss the entire smooth expanse of Dawn's lovely, gently rippling stomach, feeling her pussy tingle as she brushed her lips over the hard ridged muscles beneath the fantastic black velvet of Dawn's warm, phenomenally smooth skin.]

Laura being Laura, digresses and starts to suck Dawn's nipples again. A lot of women would let her have her way, but Dawn always wants to give after she has received. I always love it when you have your characters converse each other with such gentle humor and love ["If you keep that up, you ain't going to get to the rest, Laura," she panted. "Because I'm gonna pounce." She snarled playfully. "I want all of you," Laura purred, sucking one of her nipples thirstily. Dawn grabbed Laura's head, pulling it up, forcing Laura's mouth to release her nipple. She glared into Laura's eyes. "Put that wet pussy on my tummy, woman, and get to rubbing, okay?" she grinned. "I'm dying to feel it."] I get a great big smile when I read this dialog.

Other writers would just say Laura got in position and have her do it, though no other writer has come close to writing something like this. I love how Laura goes from kneeling between Dawns legs to stepping over her hips to get her pussy in position and then spread her pussy lips so her inner cunt and clit and rub directly on those abs. [Looking down at the silky ridges of Dawn's beautiful abdominal muscles, Laura lowered her body slowly, still holding open her pussy with her fingertips, until both of them felt the hot, wet flesh of her cunt lips and the inside of her inflamed furrow press against Dawn's stomach.] Of course Laura loves this, but I like Dawn commenting that she loves the feeling of that warm wet cunt pressing into her stomach. Where other authors would just say that Laura was fucking Dawn's stomach and pumping her hips, you describe the feel of those ridged muscles rippling into Laura's inner cunt flesh. Then you show that Dawn is a considerate lover (Dawn) reaches up to tweak Laura's nipples to start a fire there that will shoot arrows of bliss to Laura's cunt. Now Dawn moves her hands to Laura's hips and helps Laura to hump. I love having my lover grabbing my hips and giving me that extra leverage to grind my flooding cunt into her stomach. I love Laura telling Dawn ["Oh god . . . honey, it's so good!" she gasped to Dawn. "I love the feel of your body. You are so beautiful! Your stomach is so hard! Ungghhhh!"] I have had this compliment a few times with my rock hard abs.

So many other authors just have their creations fuck with the same exact rhythm form start to finish. Almost like robots with no programming. Thrust and counterthrust with no imagination or skill. You on the other hand show continued imagination and verve [It had begun as a gentle, slow back-and-forth, but it had quickly become a wild, surging, grinding, groaning struggle. The small bed they were on was now shaking and creaking, the metallic shriek of the springs ringing in their ears. Dawn was not a passive partner, merely lying there to let Laura use her hard stomach as a masturbation aid. Instead, she was clenching her stomach muscles, writhing her body up off the bed, clutching Laura's hips, pulling Laura's body down into her, whimpering softly and fucking Laura with her body as much as Laura was moving her aching pussy with increasing desperation against her. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh Jesus! Oh shit god . . . oh fuck!" Laura panted hysterically, for some reason more fiercely aroused than she remembered being for a long time.]

I love how you continue the sex. I know I rant about this, but I just get so tired reading these lesbian erotic stories and they don't deliver good old fashion raw wanton sex. Women who are desperate to reach orgasm. Women who fuck like wild animals. Fucking with wild abandon. [There was a worn, mottled metal railing at the top of the small bed, and Laura leaned forward, grabbing it for leverage, now mashing her tingling, pulsing cunt down into the hard, rippling muscles of Dawn's smooth abdomen. Somehow this act had made her wetter than ever, and she was oozing a fine, warm, buttery flow of pussy juices onto Dawn's stomach as she slid back and forth across it, so that by now Dawn was slathered and soaked in it, and the wetness was also smeared all over Laura's own inner thighs.] This is real passion, wild abandon, wild hot fucking. This is women in heat. I guess I will repeat continuously that other authors just don't give me this. One author I won't name sets up interesting scenarios, but she just doesn't deliver the sex. I swear she only gives a real short paragraph of the actual sex and says they came and have no post coital time. I am real close to not reading her stories anymore. You on the other hand make me jump around like a little girl in a candy shop when I read one of your new stories.

After just writing the above, all I can say is that you keep the details coming. Laura swirling her flaming twat on Dawn's stomach and Dawn now grabbing Laura's ass to help Laura grind her festering cunt on her abs. Finally, nirvana is reached, and of course you do make it seem like nirvana ["Oh yes! Auungghhhhnnnmmggniieeee!" Laura wailed, barely able to keep clutching the rail as a rupturing orgasm suddenly felt like it would rip her flexing, straining body to pieces. "Unngghhmnnnggiieeee!" she cried out, finally releasing the rail, planting her hands palms down on each side of Dawn's head and continuing to pump her crotch back and down into Dawn's hard stomach, groaning and shuddering as spasm after spasm of almost unbearable pleasure wrenched her.] Now THAT is an orgasm.

Another thing about other authors is the fact that after the orgasm has happened, everything just seems to stop. No post coital time, no interaction between the women and they surly never try to continue the sex, maybe help the woman achieve a second orgasm back to back. What a novel concept. [Dawn took the opportunity of Laura's small breasts swishing and dangling above her face to grab them in her hands and quickly guide one of Laura's nipples into her mouth. She sucked it hard, even gnawing it gently but frenetically with her teeth, and that was all it took to send Laura into a fresh seizure. She felt a hot electrical current shoot almost directly from her nipple in Dawn's mouth to her throbbing pussy, and then her body was shaken again by a sharp jolt. "Anngghhhh!" she gagged, slumping forward, half-falling onto Dawn, mashing her breast into Dawn's face.] Love how Dawn is such a rough lover. That little squirt of pain can really make you lose your mind with a mind blowing orgasm. Also, you recount how having your breast mauled sends squirts of burning bliss straight to your cunt, especially when it is all swollen and already throbbing after an excruciating orgasm.

I love how Dawn continues to rub Laura's tits and cunt, giving Laura as many aftershocks as possible. Love how you describe the warmth in Laura's pussy and breast. Now we have some of that banter after loving making I like so much. Like I say, other authors just don't allow their women to talk to each other. I always I think it is cool when one of Laura's lovers remark on their skin color [Dawn smiled warmly. "I love doing it to you," she purred. "Look at the way we look together." She trailed her graceful, tar-black fingers across the creamy skin of Laura's shoulder. "Look at my skin against your skin. It just turns me on. I hope you don't mind. It even gets me horny, looking at it. It's so sexy. I just love doing it with you, Laura."] I like the cute comment from Dawn about needing to eat to refuel so she can do some more hot fucking. Thought it was touching, Laura telling Dawn she likes her black skin and then Dawn's response [Dawn beamed. "It's okay, believe me. Some white people think I'm just a jigaboo. Jungle bunny, isn't that what they call it? Maybe I ought to put a bone in my nose to make 'em more comfortable. But you're different."] Some white women feel this way, my answer to them, fine, that gives me a greater chance with women of color who like white women. Your loss is my gain. Given a choice, I will always choose a woman of color over a white woman, of course, no choice and I'm all over white women too. Hehehe. Needless to say, I love Laura's response [Laura embraced her, hugging her hard, mashing their breasts together, kissing her passionately, thrusting her tongue deep into Dawn's open mouth. She ran her hands down Dawn's silky naked back to her ass and squeezed her buns hard.]

I am writing this before chapter 262 comes out. Dawn once more shows an interest in what Laura's thoughts are about having sex with her, Shayla and Tamara. I thought at first that she was merely curious, but as the chapters have gone by, I wonder if she has not started to develop a desire for her friends. She really presses Laura about details and how she stacks up against them. Laura thinks to herself that Shayla and Dawn were easy conquest, they wanted it. Tamara was a real challenge to bed. (It will be interesting to see how Tamara comes back into the story next chapter. Will she be a challenge again, or has her lesbian experiences been working on her since she ran away and now has developed a hunger for new experiences.) Laura has to admit to herself that Tamara does have that Hollywood starlet quality about her. Still when it comes down to it, she considers Dawn the best. While the others were equal fucks, they were not able to provide Laura what Dawn has. What Dawn provides is that emotional connection. Dawn's friends gave of their body; Dawn gives of herself completely, body, mind and soul. Love the dialog where Laura gives Dawn her conclusion ["Can you take the truth?" Laura whispered. "I don't want to lie to you." The fetching crescents in the skin at the sides of Dawn's mouth left her face. She grew serious, eyes searching Laura's. "Is it gonna hurt?" Laura shook her head. "I don't think so." "I can take it. Fire away." "Nobody is better than you. Nobody is more beautiful either."] It doesn't matter that Tamara has that classic beauty. In this case, beauty is more than skin deep. This is where Dawn's beauty truly shines through.

They banter some more but can't keep their hands off each other with the expected results; completely wet pussies. I love the overpowering passion that Laura causes in herself and Dawn. This is how women drive themselves into frenzies for each other ["No, I'm hot. God, I'm so hot. I want you . . . I want every inch of you." Laura kissed her cheeks, her forehead, her ears, her long black neck. "I can't get enough of you." "I'm so glad," Dawn smiled, closing her eyes, luxuriating in the feeling of being worshipped. "I never really had anybody be so crazy about me. Really. Guys just want to poke you."]

Dawn starts to relate how she is still getting excited and wet just thinking about the thrilling rape Laura administered to her the last time, with the hair pulling. She can't stop remembering how hard she came. I like my clever Laura [Laura's fingers were still toying cleverly with Dawn's warm, buttery pussy, and her lips had nearly reached Dawn's full, hard breasts by now.] That was a real cute and charming story about Dawn sitting at the table and brought herself to a mini orgasm just thinking about the hair pulling rape while rubbing her pussy through her pants. I can just hear her squeaking through that orgasm. I will rub myself like this at work during lunch while reading your stories. It gets real frustrating; I can only provide myself that little thrill. Can't risk the possible screaming, filling the room with my musk and the wet jeans, pants or dress. Damm! I have been tempted though, let me tell you.

Love how you start the next section [Suddenly, Dawn's luscious body seized up, clenching as Laura's fingers touched a secret nerve while probing the greasy folds of her excited pussy. "Ooohhh, you like that," Laura teased. "God, yes! Oh! Laura," Dawn's eyes implored her. "Do it hard again. Please! You know . . . the whole thing."] I love the whole paragraph of Laura just thinking about Dawn's body and how all of it just excites her so. So many loving details that are presented in such a way that reader can see so clearly that Laura loves everything about Dawn. [Laura could hardly refuse. The girl's naked body, her firm, swirling breasts, her large, gleaming black nipples, her smoothly rippling abs against which Laura had rubbed her own throbbing pussy into sharp spasms of bliss only minutes ago, her sleek, flexing thighs, her gyrating hips, her imploring, glowing black eyes, above all her deeply black velvet skin, it all combined to raise the level of Laura's lust to a fierce pitch. She had two fingers in Dawn's warm, wet cunt, probing and massaging it lovingly, but Dawn's hips were now churning frantically, urging her to accelerate the tempo. Dawn was panting, her face contorted by fresh sexual need.] Is there any portion of her body you didn't give loving details of? All that Laura can see excites her as it does me.

Oh god! My body just clenched when I read what Laura has in mind for Dawn. ["Yes . . . honey, oh yes," Laura murmured, effortlessly slipping a third finger into the oily, receptive slit, then a fourth. "Yes. . . . . I will."] Always love those descriptions of a love drenched cunt. I had totally forgotten this fisting. Dawn has a body that was made to be fisted as far as I'm concerned. Needless to say other authors would just say that Laura fisted Dawn, you actually tell the reader Laura's technique here [Now the only thing she needed to add was her thumb, and with it she formed a wedge with her hand, pushing it deeper and deeper into Dawn's yielding, opening pussy, until she felt her knuckles grazing Dawn's stretched cunt lips. Up until now, Dawn did not realize what was happening, but now her eyes opened, and her face froze in a curious mixture of fear and electrifying sexual pleasure.] I hope anyone reading this can see the difference. No details versus a rich plethora of details. Really liked how Dawn had no idea what happening until she felt the knuckles scrapping past the opening to her cunt.

I love that feeling of a woman's clasping vagina as it rides down the back of hand. I love feeling that wet heat enveloping my hand and wrist. I love how you give the detail of not being enough space to form the fist yet, having to keep the hand in the wedge. It takes time for the walls to expand, but I love that tight snug feeling. You are so right about how it makes you feel linked to your lover. This has to be one of the most intimate things a woman can share with her lover. Now Laura starts to rotate her hand, with Dawn's eyes rolling up in her head. Love the feel of those knuckles scraping my tender insides. As usual, Laura does more than just fuck her woman [Laura's face was still only inches from Dawn's naked breasts, and she couldn't keep her mouth off Dawn's swollen black nipples. She tongued them and sucked them, even nipping the wrinkled, excited areolas until Dawn was whooping softly, and writhing uncontrollably, her frantic motions driving Laura's hand up and down inside her wet pussy.]

One of the things that really attract me to Dawn is that her first words are "harder". Dawn is always wanting to take the sex to the next level. Dawn jams her cunt down on Laura's embedded hand. Laura continues to love her breast will making eye contact. That is a big turn on for me, locking eyes while some serious fucking is going on. I love how once Dawn's cunt has expanded enough, Laura forms her fist and starts to twist and ram up into Dawn's cunt. Oh yeah, only you do it justice, showing the full force of this intimate act. Laura slowly turns up the heat like the excellent lover she is ["Oh baby . . . you're so beautiful!" Laura gasped, devouring her wet, stiff nipples, squeezing her breasts, now plunging her hand up and down in Dawn's tight pussy more roughly.].

Dawn has reached the point of no return. There is still one thing missing though, [One of her hands flew up to her hair and frantically untied the knot in the red cloth that held the upswept mass behind her head. Her thick, wiry, but soft hair spilled out in a billow around her ears. "Grab it," she whimpered desperately, her red-streaked eyes fixing Laura's. "Yank it, Laura. Oh god . . . quick! Pull it hard!"] It seems that when Dawn is being fucked hard, that to achieve that ultimate sexual high she needs this rough treatment. I like how there is some give and take here. Laura is initially reluctant. She is already ramming her hand up Dawn's cunt, for most women that would be enough. I think most women would be shocked by such a request and would quail initially. Dawn is not to be denied. She fixes Laura with her hot sexually charged glare and starts to demand and finally shouts at Laura to deliver what she needs. Against the force of that will, Laura has to give in. Dawn deserves to have her pleas met. Dawn and I are a lot alike in this area.

Laura's long arms make it easy for Laura to fulfill Dawn's wish. I love how Dawn starts to love hum to herself once she realizes that Laura is going to deliver the violence she desires and needs. Love the details you provide, of course Laura does more than just fist Dawn [As if she had done this a million times, though Laura had never even imagined such a thing until this second, she used both of her arms and hands simultaneously, driving her fist up into Dawn's throbbing pussy, and viciously yanking her head back by her hair at the same time. She did it twice, sharply, even more violently the second time, watching Dawn's bouncing naked breasts as her body strained in the grip of Laura's attack. The third time Laura was unable to stop herself from fastening her lips again on one large, gleaming black nipple, and she sank her teeth lightly into it, but enough for Dawn to feel it, before plunging her fist into the girl once again and this time giving her hair a short but brutal jerk backward.] One thing I have always loved about your sex is how you have your lovers continuing to do what they are doing once the orgasm arrives. Here Laura keeps plunging her fist up Dawn's clasping and now spasming cunt. Also she continues to yank her hair. Other authors (except one from India) make it seem like the women just stop fucking once the orgasm arrives and just sit there while their lovers ride it out. It is almost like their bodies become an anathema to each other and are afraid to continue.

As I so often state, other authors state that they came hard with no details, but they also never talk about how the orgasm can be so richly painful in a way. Of course it isn't painful in the classic sense, it just that the rapture is so strong that it just overwhelms the senses. Only you catch this in your writings. [Dawn's arching, quivering, luscious, sweaty body gave a deep shudder. Laura could hear a tortured, clotted keening begin to flow from deep in Dawn's throat as she was quickly overwhelmed by intense spasms of coming. The thought 'tortured by pleasure' had never occurred to Laura until this moment, but the expression on Dawn's enchanting face was an amalgam of excruciating pain knitted together with sublime, almost life-altering pleasure. And her wonderful, shuddering body seemed locked in a paroxysm of rapture so deep that Laura briefly feared for her survival.]

You know how to keep it going. Your lovers have the intimate knowledge of how to continue the pleasure. To try and prolong it as much as possible and drive the woman multiple if at all possible. Laura knows how to hold back on the hair enough to let the woman catch a few good breaths and then start come down from the high and then WHAM you hit them with another vicious yank. While the orgasm is still going strong, this can really prolong it and spawn fresh new spasms of ecstasy. [She must have suffered through five killing spasms like this before she collapsed, gasping and whimpering, unable to come any more, quivering as the last wavelets of this shattering climax flowed through her. "Ohhhnnnnnnnn!" she moaned, tossing her head. "Ahhnnnnnnnnggggg! Oh shit! Oh god . . . ohhnnnnnn! Oh Laura!"] I will never ever tire of your vocalizations. This was the first thing to slay me about your writing. These vocal sounds you convey add so much to the story. This is how I go and I want my lovers to, though some women just don't do this. There loss, it adds so much to everything.

Now you give us some sweet post coital time again. A time for these women to develop even stronger bonds between themselves. ["Shhhh . . . don't say anything," Laura murmured to her, carefully drying her hand on the sheet before enfolding Dawn in her arms and cooing in her ear. "Just let me hold you . . . let me love you."] Love the talk between them of better sex ahead in the future and them talking of falling for each other. Love Dawn's banter about being hungry from all that serious fucking ["But I'm so hungry I'm about to perish. I think when you made me come like that, it burned up a lot of calories."] The chapter ends with promises of more incendiary sex to come with the boyfriend being gone for yet another day. Oh yeah. That would be music to my ears.

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