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Chapter 252
Laura was awakened about ten a.m. on Saturday morning
by the phone. She had been drunk on sleep for hours,
tangled in the same sheets where she and Dawn had fucked to
exhaustion before she had taken Dawn home in time to be
there when Robert arrived back from the ballgame.
She almost did not want to answer it. She had
purposely not changed the sheets, even though they were a
mess, because they were saturated with Dawn's odors-actually
her own and Dawn's sweet, pungent, sexual odors all mingled
together into a heady brew that caused a sort of constant
background sexual arousal in her, even though she and Dawn
had worn each other out-and her dreams had been, though not
overtly sexual, still drenched in the warm, happy emotions
they had inspired in each other.
Groggily, she fought up through her thick blankets of
deep sleep, realizing in the back of her mind, fantasizing
really, that it might be Dawn on the phone. She might have
ducked out to call briefly, just to give Laura a warm,
reminiscent morning greeting.
"Hello . . ." she half-croaked into the phone.
"Hi," Taneesha's voice said brightly, upbeat,
incorrigibly cheerful. "I'm here. Like you said."
For a brief second Laura was disoriented. Like I said?
Who is this? She stalled so long that Taneesha grew
impatient.
"Is this Laura?"
"Oh. Yes." Laura shook her head and ran the fingers
of one hand through her tousled hair, squinting at the
bedside clock. "I'm sorry. Taneesha. Of course. I'm
sorry . . . I was up late . . . watching a movie."
"With your `date'?" Taneesha asked slyly, suggestively.
"Oh . . . yes. Look . . . where are you? I can come
get you. Have you had breakfast yet?"
"Is your `date' there?" Taneesha asked, probing, rude,
but trying to appear artless and innocent.
"That's none of your business," Laura said, wearily.
"I'll pick you up in fifteen minutes and take you somewhere
special for breakfast."
"Okay. I'll be on the corner of Fourth and Townsend,
outside the train station."
"See you in a few minutes."
Now Laura did change the sheets, and cast a quick eye
around her apartment to see if there were any traces of
Dawn. She had a pretty good idea that she and Taneesha were
going to end up in bed here before the day was out, and the
girl did display an unseemly curiosity about Laura's other
girlfriends. Including `Auntie Deshona,' though that was
veiled with innuendo. When things were tidy, she pulled on
some jeans and a white shirt and drove to the Caltrain
station to pick up Taneesha.
She was only partially prepared for what she saw when
she got there. She had already fallen half in love with
Taneesha's smooth, dark brown thighs and her delicious round
bottom, and when she pulled up at the corner she could see
that someone else was busy falling in love with them too.
Taneesha was dressed in just about the shortest white shorts
Laura had ever seen, so that most of her lower assets were
completely visible. She was flirting with a handsome blond
fellow, who, Laura could see, was very impressed by her
legs, which he could barely stop looking at. Taneesha was
scribbling something that Laura guessed was probably her
phone number on a card for him.
She looked up when Laura honked lightly. The blond man
looked faintly disappointed but smiled at Taneesha and
pocketed the card she handed him. Taneesha pranced over to
the curb and slid into the passenger seat of Laura's car,
watching Laura's eyes on her legs.
"Hi," she smiled brightly. "What a nice guy!" She
smiled out the window at him as Laura drove off, trying not
to feel upstaged by this hunk. "So friendly. He has this
awesome job. Like, he's an audio engineer at these rock
concerts . . . and recording dates. Spends all his time
traveling all over the place. I just gave him my number in
Michigan so he can call me when he gets there."
Laura smiled sweetly. "That's nice. Well . . .
breakfast?"
Taneesha was wearing a sleeveless magenta top to go
with her shorts, and Laura noticed that her long dark brown
arms were just as shapely as her legs. She was much darker
than Deshona but nowhere near as black as Dawn. Her thin,
long braids were enchanting, waist-length, thinner than
Randi's and somehow curly all the way down. Knowing how
attractive they were, Taneesha swished them often, tossing
her head in an effortless, coltish way that called attention
to every exquisite inch of her. She was indeed a very
desirable girl, and Laura felt stirrings deep inside her
pussy as she realized that Taneesha was looking for new
sexual experience. I'll bet her pretty little black pussy
is just the color of that magenta top on the inside, Laura
thought.
"Sure, I'd love breakfast. I left too early to eat
anything."
Laura drove across the Golden Gate Bridge and took her
to breakfast on the dock at Sam's in Tiburon, which she knew
would provide just the kind of novel, exciting flavor that
would thrill Taneesha. They had eggs benedict and Ramos
fizzes. Taneesha was flying by the time they left.
"Woooo . . . I never had such a killer breakfast! What
do you call those thingamathingees we had?"
"Ramos fizzes?"
"Wow! And the view! Awesome, Laura. I can't believe
you get to live here . . . and, like, go to breakfast there
whenever you want to."
"Oh, I don't go there very often. Only for a special
treat."
Now Taneesha lowered her eyelids and made a
transparently sexy face at Laura, who was driving back
across the Bridge and could not take her eyes off the road.
But the glance was not lost on her anyway, and she could
feel her blood beginning to rush.
"Does that mean I'm special?" Taneesha asked coyly.
Laura smiled tightly, ambiguously. "They don't come
much more special than you," she said. "You're Deshona's
niece. Deshona is a close friend of mine."
She didn't realize she had walked right into that one
until it was out of her mouth.
"I knowwwww . . ." Taneesha cooed knowingly. "You guys
are really, like, close."
Laura pursed her lips, focused intently on the traffic,
which was chaotic and life-threatening as usual, and let
this comment dissipate into space, hoping it would stop
resonating in her ears as it did almost until they reached
the city again. She decided to give Taneesha a tour. They
rode on a cable car, lunching in the mid-afternoon at
Fisherman's Wharf.
Taneesha was not that hard to be with once you managed
to avoid her more devious innuendoes. After Laura refused
to respond to her `You guys are really, like, close'
comment, she was on her best behavior, making no further
allusions to the time, only a few days ago, when she had
eavesdropped on Laura and Deshona fucking like fiends.
On top of that, she was quite beautiful in her girlish,
shallow, flirtatious way, and very alluringly dressed, so
that she and Laura drew lots of attention wherever they
went, especially Taneesha's almost completely bare, and very
shapely, legs. Mostly men, of course, but even a few women
that Laura noticed could not take their eyes off either of
them. It was a sensation Laura had experienced a few times
before-with Kim, with Randi, with Brenda-but she realized
she liked it. She enjoyed the feeling of being wanted
herself, and also the sly satisfaction of knowing how they
all wanted Taneesha when the ravishing thing, braids and
all, would be in hers, Laura's, bed within hours-not theirs.
While window-shopping in The Cannery, Taneesha smiled
at Laura and said, "Aren't you going to show me your new
place? Like, I think it would be awesome and so tight to
live in a city like this. I'm just dying to see where you
live."
Laura was dying to show her. After almost a full day
of looking at her delicious exposed flesh, and being driven
crazy with lust by the coltish tossing of her head and the
swishing of her sexy braids, Laura was only too happy to
assent.
"Actually . . ." she hurriedly made up another lie to
cover yesterday's, "the contractors are still there . . .
putting in a new kitchen. It's not ready yet . . . so I'm
still at the old place."
Taneesha ran her fingers down her naked thigh, along
the impossibly smooth black skin and shapely thigh muscle,
watching Laura catching desperate glances of it while trying
to keep her eyes on the traffic at the same time.
"Oh." Taneesha smiled, enjoying the sight of Laura
squirming. "Well . . . aren't you going to show me that
place, then?"
"Sure."
Laura drove to her apartment. It was about four
o'clock in the afternoon. She did not spot the Gibsons car
in its usual place, nor anywhere else either that she could
see, and so she felt a little more relaxed than usual as she
took Taneesha up in the elevator.
"That job must, like, pay pretty well if you can afford
to live here," Taneesha said, looking around, admiring first
the building, then, inside Laura's apartment, the view. "Is
that the bridge we were just on?"
"No, that's the other one, the Bay Bridge."
"Awesome view. Really."
"This is a very beautiful part of the day," Laura
smiled, wanting to kiss her, not knowing exactly how to get
there.
"So . . ." Taneesha looked around dramatically, as if
something were missing. "Where's your bedroom? Are you
going to show me that too?"
Laura almost blushed. She didn't know why. She could
feel the red heat rising in her face.
"Sure. In here."
Taneesha looked around Laura's bedroom, examining
especially the king-size bed. She looked sideways at Laura,
smiling mischievously.
"You know . . . I heard you and Auntie Deshona when you
were in her bedroom."
Laura said nothing, feigning indifference to this
revelation, which both of them already knew anyway.
"Boy, would Charles be jealous of you if he knew what
was going on," she smirked.
Laura smiled tightly at her, wanting to throw her down
on the nearby bed and stop her sassy mouth with a brutal
kiss. Until this second she had not realized how sharp her
lust for Taneesha was becoming.
"I want to touch your braids," she whispered, knowing
that her eyes were smoking with meaning.
Taneesha made the coltish toss of her head that she had
been making all day, tossing the long black wavy rivulets of
her braids so that they swished against her bare, gleaming
shoulders, so deliciously naked outside the magenta
sleeveless top she was wearing. She had thicker lips than
Deshona, and she pursed them temptingly at Laura.
"Like . . . everybody wants to," she murmured softly.
She walked the four or five steps that separated her from
Laura. "I guess you can."
She turned her body halfway around so that Laura could
touch them. Laura did more than touch them. She caressed
the long, thin, wavy strands, letting them slide through her
fingers, marveling at how the merest touch of Taneesha's
hair against the skin of her fingers made a tiny, relentless
pulse hammer away deep inside her pussy.
"How long does it take to have this done?" she asked
softly.
"Ages. Hurts, too. Sometimes my head is sore for days
afterward."
"Il faut souffrir pour etre belle," Laura murmured
wistfully, remembering Brandi.
Taneesha smiled. "What's that . . . like, French? Do
you speak French?"
Laura shook her head. She raised a handful of strands
of Taneesha's braids up to her face, smelling their fresh
odors, then rubbing them against her lips. Taneesha watched
her. Laura's eyes caught hers and saw that the girl was
puzzled, as well as curious.
"You really like it, don't you. I mean, you know,
people like my braids, you know, but you seem to . . . I
don't know, really like them."
Laura smiled. Taneesha was very close to her now,
closer than she had been yet, and if anything her physical
appeal was redoubled. Her skin was glowing and smooth and
dark, her teeth even and white, her eyes black and
mischievous and flecked with seductive highlights, as if she
were just waiting for Laura to make the right move.
She was only half-facing Laura, who still stood with a
handful of her braids, gazing into her eyes. Laura gently
tugged Taneesha's hair to turn her head back around, letting
her eyes fall to Taneesha's full, very inviting lips. As if
anticipating, but also enjoying the moment to its fullest,
Taneesha licked them, running her long pink tongue over her
upper lip, then her lower lip, never taking her eyes from
Laura's.
"You know, I never kissed a girl before," she
whispered. "Wanted to, though."
Laura raised one eyebrow. "Really?"
Taneesha nodded.
"Who?"
"You. After you came out of the bedroom down at
Auntie's house. When you came to get your clothes. You
were so . . . naked and, like . . . beautiful, you know, I
guess that's the word. I wanted to kiss you. I wanted to
get some of what she was getting. I guess I was a little
envious."
Laura let her hand relax so that Taneesha's braids
slipped out of it, but instead of dropping it, she ran it up
to Taneesha's head, caressing the back of it, then pulling
the girl's face forward. A faint grin crossed Taneesha's
mouth just before Laura's caught it.
Their lips curved slowly together, and Taneesha's mouth
opened almost immediately to let Laura's tongue inside.
Laura had wanted it to be a slow, simmering, romantic kiss,
but Taneesha, now that they were kissing, was no longer coy.
Her tongue met Laura's, stabbing and twisting around it,
slithering back into Laura's mouth, her hands grabbing
Laura's shoulders as she pushed her mouth aggressively into
Laura's.
This girl is hot as a pistol, Laura realized as she
kissed her back hungrily, running her own fingertips along
both of Taneesha's shapely bare arms, feeling the raging
pulse in her pussy grown even wilder as she caressed the
girl's warm, phenomenally smooth skin. From caressing and
clutching one another as they kissed, they were soon
embracing, their fingers digging into each other's resilient
flesh through the fabric of their clothes.
Taneesha was panting as their mouths finally came
apart. Her eyes swirled, slightly glazed.
"Wow . . . like, it was better than I thought!"
Laura grinned. "I want another one just like it."
Taneesha broke into a smile. "Me too."
This time they did start out more slowly. Taneesha was
a good kisser, sensitive and skillful, yielding her mouth to
Laura, then forcing Laura to yield to her, touching Laura's
cheek, then her neck with her fingers, then yielding her
mouth back to Laura, who was becoming more insistent now as
she could feel the swelling surge of lust grow in her body,
and in Taneesha's too.
Now Laura kissed her neck, exploring it in detail from
under her ear right down to the ribbed collar of her magenta
top. This also gave her a chance to nuzzle Taneesha's long,
wavy braids, which she did with relish, finally letting her
lips climb back up the smooth dark column of the girl's neck
to her ear again, which this time she took entirely into her
mouth, frenching it heatedly.
Taneesha erupted in shivers. "Oooooohhhh!" she
wriggled free, still shivering and giggling. "God . . . you
gave me the shivers all the way through my body!"
"I want to do it again," Laura smiled, pulling her
close again with one hand. "I want to do it to your other
ear too. You have beautiful ears. Just made to tongue-
fuck."
Taneesha tilted her head, mock-curious. "You said The
Word," she grinned playfully.
Laura grinned back and enfolded Taneesha in her arms,
beginning to kiss the other side of her neck and nuzzle her
braids in the same way, but this time holding Taneesha more
tightly to her, pushing her own body urgently into
Taneesha's, and feeling Taneesha beginning to push back.
"God . . . don't do that! It gives me the shivers!"
Taneesha gasped as Laura's mouth approached her other ear.
"You want it," Laura murmured.
Taneesha giggled and shook her head but his time made
no effort to wriggle out of Laura's embrace. This time
Laura just breathed into her ear, but it was also enough to
give her another sharp tremor, and Taneesha dissolved into
helpless laughter.
"Let me sit down . . ." she laughed, tossing her
braids, her shiny black eyes now totally alive with sexual
fires that she could not disguise. "God . . . you're making
me weak in the knees, Laura."
"Mmmmm, pretty knees," Laura murmured, helping her the
few steps to the bed, gently pushing her down on it. "I
want to kiss them too. Every part of you is exquisitely
beautiful . . . I want to kiss you everywhere."
"Oh god, I've never done this before," Taneesha gasped,
still laughing, apparently still uncertain which role to try
at this point.
"Yes you have," Laura admonished softly, sliding down
her body, kneeling beside the bed, pushing Taneesha's legs
apart.
"Not with another girl."
Laura was now kissing her knees, but her lips were
slowly moving up to the incredible silky black thighs she
had been unable to keep her eyes from devouring all day.
"I thought you wanted to kiss me . . . down at your
Aunt's house."
Taneesha was still sitting up on the edge of the bed,
watching Laura kiss and stroke her bare thighs. She patted
the top of Laura's head, then ran her fingers through the
billowing waves of Laura's hair.
"I'd rather have hair like yours," she said softly.
Laura, her lips still grazing the impossibly smooth
dark skin of one of Taneesha's thighs on the inside, about
halfway up toward her crotch, looked up at her and smiled.
"Don't change the subject."
Taneesha grinned. "Okay, I give up. I did want to.
That feels pretty good . . . what you're doing. Nobody ever
kissed me there before."
Laura got up from her knees and sat next to her on the
edge of the bed. She pulled Taneesha backward so that they
both fell back on the bed.
"If you don't have girlfriends, you must have
boyfriends. You're too beautiful to be left alone."
"I have girlfriends," Taneesha pouted. "I've just
never kissed them . . . or, like, done anything like this
with them. I have a black boyfriend and a white boyfriend
at home."
"But they don't kiss you between your legs."
Taneesha shook her head.
"I guess they don't know what they're missing," Laura
purred. She ran her hand down to the white belt that held
up Taneesha's very short shorts. "May I loosen this up so I
can kiss some more of you?"
Taneesha nodded. She watched while Laura opened the
buckle. Laura could hear their breathing as she unbuttoned
the top button and ran down the zipper, exposing the
raspberry-hued gauze of Taneesha's bikini panties.
"Are you going to lesbian fuck me . . . like you did
Auntie Deshona?" Taneesha asked in a faraway voice, her eyes
wide and shiny.
Laura could not contain a low, quick, throaty laugh.
"What a way to put it."
"I heard you. It must've been good . . . she was
really screaming."
Laura nodded. "It was very good."
"I'm so glad you guys didn't know I was there . . . or,
like, you probably wouldn't have done it that . . . I don't
know . . . radical. Right? It just about freaked me out,
listening to you. Or I mean, to her."
"Mmmm . . . let's forget about her," Laura murmured.
"Can I kiss your tummy?"
"You really like kissing everywhere, don't you."
Laura had pulled up the bottom of the magenta top too,
exposing the smooth dark brown skin of Taneesha's midriff.
It was flawless. She had a delightful little nub of
bellybutton tucked into a shallow little navel, and Laura
explored the smooth expanse of skin around it with her lips
before tonguing the center, making Taneesha shiver yet
again. Laura's fingers slid under the loosened waist of
Taneesha's shorts, then slipped under the elastic band of
her bikini panties.
"Don't tell me your boyfriends don't kiss your
delicious smooth tummy," Laura purred, kissing every part of
it herself.
For a few seconds Taneesha did not respond. She was
panting more rapidly by now. "No . . . they're . . . pretty
quick. You know, they like to come . . . they like to . . .
oh god, that feels good!"
Using both hands, Laura had pulled her shorts and
panties down to her thighs and was kissing the smooth skin
right above her muff. "Yes . . . go on," she purred softly.
"They like to . . . adore and worship me," Taneesha
giggled softly. "They think I'm beautiful . . . like you
do."
"I sure do."
Now Laura was on her way up again, kissing Taneesha's
warm, smooth stomach, pulling up the top further, all the
way up to her armpits, exposing the girl's pale violet bra,
which she realized was barely necessary since Taneesha, as
Laura had suspected, had almost no breasts. But Laura was
eager to have all of her anyway, whatever there was.
"Here . . . let me help you off with this," she
coached, pulling the magenta top up over Taneesha's head
while Taneesha held up her braids in both hands.
When it was off, and Laura had tossed it to the end of
the bed, she could hardly contain her desire for Taneesha,
now half-naked, her braids dangling around her bare
shoulders, her shorts down around her thighs, her eyes warm
and throbbing and wide as she watched Laura quickly unbutton
her own shirt. In another three seconds Laura was out of
her jeans too.
"I think I need another few minutes kissing," Taneesha
said, almost apologetically, to Laura. "I think I'm, like,
getting a little nervous."
Laura still had on her bra and panties, and Taneesha
still wore her own bra. Laura looked down at it.
"Let's at least take these off first so we can feel
each other while we kiss," she said, smiling.
Taneesha nodded. "Okay."
Laura easily skimmed off her panties and reached behind
her back to unfasten her bra, watching Taneesha slip the
straps of her own thin pale lavender bra off her shoulders,
then pull the clasp around to the front to undo it,
oblivious to Laura's eyes on the small swellings of her
breasts and her quarter-sized, light caramel-colored
nipples. Then she saw Laura looking.
"They're kind of small, aren't they." She grinned.
"But no one seems to mind."
Laura smiled. Even though Taneesha was nothing like
Jonelle, being physically beautiful in a totally different
way, and having the flippant, shallow personality that
seemed to drive Deshona up the wall, she reminded Laura of
Jonelle in this at least: her breasts were nearly non-
existent, just lovely, small, incipient mounds of sweet
flesh, but her nipples were very mouthwatering, and Laura
could not have been hungrier for them.
"I certainly don't," she murmured to Taneesha.
She tossed her own bra aside and pulled Taneesha down
on the bed again with her, watching Taneesha's eyes on her
own breasts.
"I wish I had ones like yours, too," Taneesha said,
still wide-eyed. "There I go again . . . wanting your hair
. . . wanting your boobs . . . I must seem like a dork to
you."
Laura wriggled closer so that their naked breasts
brushed. She kissed Taneesha's full lips. "You seem
wonderful to me. I think your boobs are beautiful.
Anything I can't get in my mouth might as well not be there.
And I can't wait to get them in my mouth."
"Really?"
Laura nodded.
Taneesha laughed softly. "One of my boyfriends says
that too. He says, `If I can't suck it in my mouth, it
ain't necessary.'"
Laura kissed her neck, her perfectly-formed
collarbones. "You're going to make me jealous."
"You don't need to be. It's, like, totally different
with you."
Mmmm, I should hope so, Laura thought, letting her lips
move lower. Taneesha had a smooth, flawless upper chest,
and Laura lovingly kissed her way across the fragrant,
glowing dark skin until her lips were only inches from one
small, swollen nipple, a beautiful little soft caramel bud.
She licked it sensually with her tongue, feeling Taneesha
quiver.
"Oh!"
"Is that good?" Laura murmured.
Whether she was momentarily overcome by the sensations
or just at a loss for words, Taneesha didn't say anything.
And Laura, with this soft, swollen, delectable nipple
already almost inside her mouth, could not help going all
the way. She sucked it between her lips, tenderly but
insistently, sucking the rest of Taneesha's small, nearly
non-existent breast into her mouth with it.
A sharp intake of air whistled past Taneesha's clenched
teeth as her breast was almost siphoned up by Laura's mouth.
"Oh . . . Laura!"
Laura let it go. It was all wet and shiny with her
warm saliva, Taneesha's soft nipple now wrinkled and rubbery
and more pointed. Laura flicked it cleverly with her
tongue, kneading the small swelling of firm flesh under it
with her fingertips, then sucking the whole thing back into
her mouth once again. This time Taneesha moaned softly,
running her fingers into Laura's hair.
"God yes!"
"You like that."
"God yes!"
"You want me to do it to the other one?"
"God yes! Please."
Pinching and twirling the wet, erect nipple she had
been sucking with her fingers, Laura quickly moved her mouth
to the other one, again sucking Taneesha's whole small
breast into her mouth, sucking this one harder, more
urgently, feeling Taneesha's body respond by stiffening
slightly, and clenching.
"Oh! God . . . you do that so good! It makes me
tingle all over."
"Does it make you wet?"
"God, Laura, like I was wet when we walked in the
door," Taneesha confessed, now panting more rapidly.
"Mmmm, you must've known I was going to do this, then,"
Laura purred, now massaging and caressing both of Taneesha's
small breasts and erect, damp nipples while she hungrily
kissed the rest of the girl's naked upper body.
Though she was about twenty, Taneesha's body, in
contrast with Dawn's voluptuous, completely developed
figure, seemed to Laura almost an adolescent's body, with
narrow hips, a long, supple, but not especially defined
waist, these delightfully pubescent breasts. And yet she
was writhing and moaning under Laura's lips and caresses
like a fully grown woman indeed, catching Laura's mouth
hungrily with her own as Laura slid up again to kiss her.
Laura pushed her own breasts into the hard, wet little
nipples she had just sucked into erection.
This time they kissed with a passionate hunger that
their first kisses had only hinted at. Laura now felt for
the first time Taneesha's hands roaming all over her own
naked body, Taneesha's fingers-and longish
fingernails-digging into her own back, and her ass, as their
mouths drank each other. She rolled Taneesha over, now
straddling her thighs, kissing her thirstily, devouring her,
sucking her neck, pinching her nipples, overcome with sharp,
nearly uncontrollable lust for her smooth, dark brown body.
"I want you . . . I want you . . ." she panted. "You
are so lovely, Taneesha. I want you . . . I want your
lovely body . . ."
Even though consumed by overpowering sexual feelings
herself, Taneesha smiled almost shyly up at Laura. "You can
have it."
Laura smiled back. "I want your pretty little wet
treasure," she whispered, her eyes locked into Taneesha's.
"I want to slip my tongue up into it. Deep."
Taneesha's black eyes widened in excitement. She
nodded again.
She parted her thighs as Laura slid down her body,
opening them for Laura, watching as Laura's mouth approached
her swollen, protruding cunt. For such a slender slip of a
girl, with her nearly adolescent body, Taneesha had a
breathtaking, thick, perfectly-shaped young pussy, a
sculptured love-chute that puffed out from her crotch in a
way that reminded Laura immediately of Tamara's. Both were
more external than usual, puffy oblong sheaths of flesh with
thick inner lips that were not really black but more the
color of the insides of your mouth. Taneesha's were
puckered and swollen, parting only a little to reveal a very
wet and glistening feast of raw dark-pink cunt flesh inside.
I'll bet the white boyfriend and the black boyfriend really
love to shove their pork sausages up inside this one, Laura
thought, with a smile.
Laura noticed, as she ran her tongue up the wet crease
from the bottom to the top, luxuriating in the taste of
Taneesha's tangy cunt juices, that these inner pussy lips
were thicker at the bottom and then tapered at the top,
where they disappeared under the overarching hood protecting
the girl's clit. It was a very lovely cunt, flooding with
sweet fuck nectars, and as hot as any she had ever licked.
"Unnhhhhh!" Taneesha suddenly groaned, her lean body
shaking from a sharp tremor.
"Mmmm," Laura smiled, "does that feel good too?"
"Unnhhhh!" Taneesha groaned again. "Oh . . . you're
going to make me come!"
"Oh, I hope so," Laura purred, licking the festering
red gash more aggressively now.
She had not even touched Taneesha's clit yet. It was
very small, a tiny pinkish bead, only now peeking out from
its shelter. Slowly, knowing how aroused Taneesha was
becoming, Laura worked the tip of her tongue up the oozing
wet slit toward it, finally swiping it several times. She
thought Taneesha might come apart.
"Oh! Oh! Stop . . . oh Laura . . . oh stop for a
second!" she gasped, half-sitting up, propping herself up on
her elbows, her body jerking as she pulled her pussy
slightly away from Laura's mouth.
Laura looked up. "Anything wrong?"
Taneesha shook her head rapidly. "I . . . was going to
come."
"Don't you want to come?"
"Oh wow, yes. It just seemed to be happening . . . so
fast. I never came that way. And then all of a sudden . .
."
"I really wish you would just let it happen, darling,"
Laura reassured her. "Now . . . lie back. Just relax.
Auntie Laura is going to take you to paradise."
Obediently, Taneesha again lay back. Again her thighs
yawned open for Laura, and again Laura began, carefully, to
make love to the girl's beautiful inflamed quim with her
tongue.
"You're boyfriends must not lick this beautiful pussy
for you," Laura purred as she skillfully brought Taneesha
back to where she had been before she had cut it off.
"Ohhhnnn!" Taneesha moaned, twisting, panting wildly.
"They . . . one of them . . he does a little . . . but he's
too much . . . like, he wants to fuck it . . . oh god,
Laura! Unhhhh!"
"He adores you . . . and worships you . . . and then
fucks you," Laura said in a bemused voice, still licking and
sucking it, now more passionately.
"Yes!"
"I want to fuck it too."
"Oh yes! Unghhh!"
Laura slid two fingers into Taneesha's sweet, slippery
pussy, right below her mouth, and began to probe it gently
while she let her tongue almost buzz Taneesha's tiny clit.
Again Taneesha began to whoop softly, squirming, shuddering
sharply.
"Oh! Mnngggeeee!"
Her lovely young body quivered, and another tight
squeal came from deep in her throat. She shook, then
relaxed, all in the space of a few seconds.
"Oh god . . . I came!" she gasped.
Laura, her fingers still embedded in the girl's
fragrant pussy, smiled up at her. That's nice, she thought.
Really? That was it? She was puzzled to realize that this
`orgasm' differed little from the happy shivers that had
gripped Taneesha when Laura had frenched her ear a few
minutes earlier.
"Did you?"
"Yes," Taneesha nodded. She smiled back at Laura.
"Like . . . you want to stop for a minute?"
Laura shook her head, letting her tongue graze
Taneesha's tiny clit again, just to see how it would affect
her. "I want you to come again."
"Unhhh!" Taneesha's eyes rolled up. "I might."
And she did. About ten seconds later she again gave a
tight little squeal, and her body seized up momentarily in a
spasm that seemed, to Laura, no more dramatic than a good
sneeze. Still, though brief, it gave Laura a genuine thrill
to see Taneesha's smooth, slender body straining and arching
beautifully, her barely protruding breasts shaking, as her
very mild orgasm gripped her.
"Ohhhhh . . . you better stop now for a minute,"
Taneesha panted, trying to regain her breath.
And Laura realized that the two barely noticeable
climaxes had nevertheless had an impact on Taneesha. I
wonder if she always comes like that, Laura thought.
Slowly, she moved up to be face to face with her. Taneesha
was glowing with happiness.
"I guess it felt good," Laura said.
"For sure. Like, you really made me . . . you know, go
all freaky. I never do it that quick."
"Do you always . . . come like that?" Laura asked
gently. "I mean . . . just a little squeak . . . and a
shiver?"
Taneesha nodded. "Sometimes I don't, though. I mean,
sometimes I don't at all. When the guys are too fast. Or,
like, if I'm thinking about something else. But with you .
. . wow it was all different."
"Mmmm, I'm so glad," Laura said truthfully, embracing
her, kissing her freshly and ardently, as if they had never
kissed until now. "I love the feel of your body against
me." She stroked Taneesha's long naked back and her braids.
"I love your braids. They're so sexy."
"You feel pretty good too," Taneesha murmured softly,
rubbing her body against Laura's.
"Could I make you come again?"
"Like, I wouldn't be surprised. I still feel all
tingly and wet down there."
"Want me to try?"
"For sure . . . Laura," Taneesha suddenly purred
herself, dropping her eyelids, flirting, seductive.
"May I suck your pretty nipples again?"
"For sure . . . ahhnnnnnn! Oh god . . . that feels
good!"
Laura continued down her long, smooth, dark brown tummy
to her crotch again. Honey, you are really going to come
this time, or Auntie Laura doesn't know her stuff after all,
she thought, kissing Taneesha's shapely inner thighs,
parting the thick inner lips of the girl's delicious pussy
with her thumbs. You might even surprise yourself, darling.
For the next several minutes, she played the old game
of bringing Taneesha close to a climax, then pulling back,
reducing the tension, then building it up again. With
Taneesha it was especially hard since the girl's earlier
climaxes had surprised Laura by starting and finishing
before she had known they were even imminent. On the other
hand, it was a delicious challenge, and also wildly erotic,
to stay in tune with each little moan and each minor twitch
of the girl's lovely young body, listening and feeling for
the small hints that an inevitable explosion-or even a tiny
`pop,' which it seemed to be in Taneesha's case-was about to
happen.
For her part, Taneesha was very patient, letting Laura
manipulate her body, accustomed to being worshiped
physically, knowing she was giving as much pleasure as she
was receiving merely by letting Laura do this. But after a
few minutes, Laura's skill began to show, and the sexual
pressures inside Taneesha began to grow until she was
panting uncontrollably, and her lovely lithe body was
squirming frantically.
Twisting and whimpering, she looked down at Laura, her
beautiful face contorted in a desperate grimace, her hands
fluttering across her clenching thighs as she fought the
urge to grab Laura's head with both of them, her hips now
gyrating slowly, slowly, rhythmically, rubbing her pussy up
into Laura's mouth.
"Oh god . . . oh Laura . . . I've never felt anything
like this!" she gasped, propping herself up on her elbows,
then falling back. "Unhhhhh! Oh god . . . I want to have a
little come. Let me . . . oh Laura oh please . . . let me .
. . make me have it! Please!"
Since everything was now going her way, Laura was not
about to give in too soon. Something about Taneesha and her
shallow, smug, conniving little ways, as well as her
flippant self-satisfaction made Laura want to reduce her to
complete, raw, helpless need, a kind of sexual vulnerability
that Laura enjoyed in its own right but that also provided a
little healthy revenge on Taneesha for spying on her and
Deshona.
"Oh god, I really like it!" Taneesha panted. "Really!"
"Mmmm . . . I like it too," Laura hummed, slurping and
sucking Taneesha's plump, swollen pussy lips.
"Unnhhhh!"
"I'll bet you want to come a lot," Laura murmured.
"Oh yes!"
Laura teased her mercilessly. Up until now she had
been using her tongue and her lips only, licking and
probing, sucking and lip-pinching, slipping her tongue up
into the wet sleeve of Taneesha's pussy and slowly
withdrawing it close to Taneesha's clit, making the girl die
to feel it pressing there, to feel it rasping across her
engorged little nub of nerves that were all screaming to
explode. Each time she did this, Taneesha's whole pelvic
girdle would give a tiny shudder, and she would whimper semi-
hysterically.
"Unhhhh! Oh . . . Laura!"
At this point, Laura would stop, kissing Taneesha's
smooth, dark belly, tongue-tickling her navel, moving her
hands up to Taneesha's hard, jutting nipples, rubbing them
and gently pinching them while kissing the flat velvet
expanse of her stomach. This would draw the sensations away
from Taneesha's tormented, over-teased pussy enough to let
the intense throbbing recede, so that Laura could again
slide down her undulating body and resume.
She began to enjoy it so much that she didn't want it
to stop. Taneesha was a wreck, her braids all tangled in a
wad behind her head, her hands clawing the sheets
helplessly, her beautiful face screwed up in a mask of
severe sexual tension. Her eyes rolled up again as she felt
Laura slide a forefinger up into her pussy.
"Ungghh!"
"Are you ready?" Laura asked softly.
"Oh god, yes! Ungghh! Please!"
"Hang on, honey . . . you're really going to come this
time."
It had been a while since Laura had gone for the true
bell ringer with anyone, but this was the perfect
opportunity. She swiveled her finger around inside
Taneesha's pussy until her palm was directly in front of her
chin, then began sliding her fingertip across the inner wall
of the girl's tight vagina, at the same time beginning to
swipe Taneesha's distended clit more and more frequently
with the tip of her tongue.
The exact spot was not easy to find. I must be losing
my touch, Laura thought, concentrating further, probing,
searching, hearing Taneesha pant so rapidly that she
wondered if the girl might hyperventilate and faint. But in
reality she was so marvelously in tune with Taneesha's high
pitch of sexual arousal that she could feel Taneesha's body
almost praying for Laura to find it, the little hidden
trigger that would let loose the flood. And after a few
more seconds of probing, also rubbing the heel of her thumb
up semi-roughly into Taneesha's clit, she felt the telltale
quiver, an intense little jump, like the one following an
electric shock, grip Taneesha's flesh, and one of Taneesha's
knees jumped reflexively.
"Awwonnng!" she groaned deep inside her chest, a short,
shocked, guttural whine as her body suddenly grew stiff and
tense.
Oh god, that's it! Laura thought. Inside Taneesha's
pussy, she rubbed the tip of her finger hard against the
spot, jamming the heel of her thumb even harder now into the
girl's clit and stabbing it with the tip of her tongue at
the same instant.
The first spasm that hit Taneesha's body was so fierce
and lasted so long that Laura wondered for a brief second if
she had gone too far.
"Mmnneeemmnneeemmnneeee!" Taneesha squealed deep in her
throat, and her taut body stretched and vibrated this time
like a hundred volts were being pumped through it. "Oh!"
Laura instantly knew the girl had never come this hard
in her life. Taneesha arched up onto her neck, stiff,
shaking, grimacing, as if she had been stabbed by the sweet
fire of this wrenching orgasm. There she hung almost as if
in suspended animation, quivering and squeaking
pathetically, until the spasm released her, and she felt
back with a jolt to the mattress.
"Awwoonngggmmnnggiieeee!" she cried out, now flipping
and twitching and surging again up off the bed in a wild,
uncontrollably frenzy of continuous coming. "Ohhnnggggg!
Ummnngghh! Anngghiiiieee . . . ohhhh Laura!
Awwonnngghiiee!"
And Laura did not back off or let go. She wanted
Taneesha to come hard, and it was working. She was not
about to let her off the hook yet. She continued probing
with her finger and licking Taneesha's clit hungrily,
holding onto the girl's churning hips with her other arm to
steady her, but still fucking her enthusiastically. Only a
few seconds elapsed, punctuated by Taneesha's desperate,
heavy gasping, before she was coming again, her lovely naked
body shaking so hard that even her tiny, almost non-existent
breasts slid back and forth on her heaving chest, her
delectable glimmering nipples winking, her face screwed up
in a fierce smile of sublime rapture.
It went on until Laura had counted four distinct
climaxes, and several interim minor shocks. They were both
exhausted. Taneesha lay flat on her back, eyes closed,
whimpering, overcome by the force of these incredible,
unprecedented orgasms she had just experienced, obviously
trying to bear the sweet throbbing in her body. Laura tried
not to move, wanting her to squeeze every last ounce of
excruciating pleasure out of the moment.
She lingered between Taneesha's spread thighs-these
delicious, smooth, warm, dark brown thighs she had dreamed
of nestling between for days-filling her nostrils with the
pungent odors that now wafted from Taneesha's sweet, young,
fully-pleasured pussy. Finally, she slowly slid her finger
out. It was very wet and slick, covered with creamy cunt
nectars, since Taneesha had lubricated dramatically during
this small torrent of climaxes. She certainly had not
overflowed the way Deshona often did, but her pussy was now
shiny with fresh wetness. I wonder if it runs in the
family, Laura mused, feeling so proud of herself for having
caused this, and also feeling pretty horny as a result.
Taneesha's pussy, now freshly wet and puffy and
glistening bright pink inside and swollen and puckered, was
if anything more desirable than ever. Laura almost wanted
to lick it and fuck it again, and press her own throbbing,
aching, oozing quim against it. Will it shock her if I do?
she wondered. It's such a beautiful pussy, the way it
protrudes and opens like that, like a sweet wet pink flower,
I just want to rub mine against it until I melt.
She glanced up to see Taneesha smiling with a goofy,
loopy grin down at her.
"Like . . . you did that on purpose, didn't you,"
Taneesha half-whispered, hoarsely.
Laura, in spite of herself, blushed briefly. "I did,"
she confessed.
Taneesha blinked and said nothing. Then she smiled
again, almost shyly. "It was awesome."
Laura was already in motion, moving fluidly while
Taneesha watched her, sliding one of her own legs under one
of Taneesha's, smiling back at her while very skillfully
holding her own pussy open with two fingers and bringing it
close to the warm, gooey, inflamed cleft of Taneesha's
puckered cunt.
"Honey . . ." she panted. "I'm going to die if I can't
feel this. Just hold still . . . and let me . . . ohhhh!"
"Ahhhhh! Oh . . . Laura!"
Laura pressed her own wet, throbbing slit directly into
Taneesha's. "No . . . just lie there . . . like that, yes!
Unhhhh!" she told Taneesha, who had made an effort to
struggle up onto her elbows. "Just lie back."
Laura could feel herself losing it almost instantly.
In an ideal world she would have rubbed her wet cunt flesh
against Taneesha's marvelously hot and slick raw wet pussy
for about an hour, extracting exquisite micro-sensations of
intense pleasure from it for as long as possible, gazing
rapturously at the girl's beautiful face and her small,
sliding breasts and soft caramel nipples and her wonderful
cascading black braids, then finish it off with a slow-
motion conflagration that itself lasted for several minutes
of unbelievable ecstasy. But it was impossible to keep it
going.
As if in a hypnotic trance, Taneesa looked up into
Laura's face, now gyrating her own hips slowly in rhythm
with Laura's, biting her thick lower lip, now panting, also
in rhythm with Laura's panting. In her eyes Laura could see
reflected her own sexual tension, as if Taneesha were seeing
a side of Laura, a wild, urgent, desperate erotic need, she
had never realized was there. Laura was pumping, pushing
her wet pussy into Taneesha's, quivering each time she felt
the warm, slippery insides of their two cunts slide
together, whimpering when her clit brushed Taneesha's.
She let her fingers slide up her cunt lips to her own
swollen clit, scissoring it gently between them as if to aim
it more carefully, finding Taneesha's clit with it and now
rubbing harder, faster. Taneesha's eyes widened too as she
felt Laura's clit mashing against hers.
"Oh . . . oh shit . . . Laura! Unhhhh!" she gasped,
her eyes rolling up again.
She feels it . . . she feels it too! Laura realized,
smiling as she could now see reflected in Taneesha's face
the electrifying sensations that were flooding her pussy as
Laura's rubbed it with increasing urgency. Now the bed was
shaking. Taneesha was on her back, dazed, looking up at
Laura, while Laura sat up with her crotch glued to
Taneesha's, grinding her pussy into the girl's, whooping
softly, delirious, overcome now with hot need.
Her eyes burned into Taneesha's, and she reached
forward with one hand to caress the girl's smooth, dark
brown cheek, then tenderly twirl two or three strands of
Taneesha's braids in her fingers, all the while pumping and
jamming her wet cunt into Taneesha's, feeling them both
approach the thrilling pinnacle.
"Oh yes . . . oh yes!" Laura panted.
"Unghhh!" Taneesha groaned as Laura's pelvis locked
with hers in a fierce, desperate thrusting. "Oh god . . .
Laura!"
"Yes! Ungghhh! Oh now . . . honey . . . now!"
Laura came in a hot rush, inundated by rolling shock
waves of scalding pleasure that seemed to emanate directly
from their fused cunts through her body to all her jangling,
throbbing nerves at once. Shuddering, she released
Taneesha's braids from her fingers and grabbed the girl's
shoulders with both hands, still fucking her hard with her
rotating pelvis, pushing her streaming pussy into Taneesha's
as the divine orgasmic waves swept through her.
"Aunnngghmmnniiieee!" she cried out, holding on to
Taneesha's shoulders and pumping, coming again, feeling her
body fill with the billowing bliss of this climax. "Oh!
Aunngghhh!"
From a brief flicker she saw in Taneesha's black eyes,
pulsing with sex, Laura realized that Taneesha, having
already climaxed extravagantly only minutes earlier, had not
thought she was going to come too, even as a result of this
frenzied, wildly passionate fucking. But in the midst of
Laura's shocking, throttling orgasm, she began to come too,
suddenly writhing and undulating, her lovely lithe young
body wrenched by a fresh, overpowering orgasm.
"Ohhhnnngggg!" she groaned, grimacing in rapture as it
gripped her. "Ohhnnggg! Oh god! Auunngghhh!"
Laura's climax was starting to wane already as
Taneesha's began to burst, and she was able to lean forward,
disentangling their locked legs in order to let Taneesha
undulate her body to the fullest, then embracing and kissing
her while Taneesha's orgasmic waves too died away. Still,
it was several minutes before either of them could lift a
finger, or dare to speak. During the silence, broken only
by their soft panting, Laura could feel intimations from
Taneesha that this experience was the most stirring sexual
moment of her young life, and also much more than she had
anticipated, even after having eavesdropped on Laura and her
aunt.
As if to confirm this suspicion, she finally said to
Laura, solemnly, propping her head up on the hand at the end
of her crooked elbow, "Now I guess I can see why she was
screaming."
Laura smiled and ignored her, as she had consistently
done when Taneesha made sly innuendoes about her and
Deshona. But Taneesha was not to be ignored. Her eyes, in
spite of the fact that she and Laura had just fucked
heatedly, were still smoking.
"Aren't you going to spank me?"
"What?" Laura feigned shock and disgust.
"That's what you were doing with her," Taneesha said,
blankly. "I could hear it. I could even hear your hand
when it smacked her . . . like, you know, her ass. Auntie
has a nice little one. Almost as nice as mine."
She flirted with Laura and rolled onto her stomach,
showing her ass to Laura. In fact, Laura thought, Deshona
had a superlative ass, but this one wasn't bad either. It
was completely different. Whereas Deshona's was round and
smallish and compact though very high and shapely,
Taneesha's ass was fleshier and a little bigger, though
equally round, each cheek a firm brown melon. Coming at the
bottom of a long, slender torso with a narrow but not
especially well-defined waist, it almost made her look a
little bottom-heavy.
Laura reached out her hand and ran her fingers very
sensually across Taneesha's splendid firm dark brown
buttocks.
"It certainly is beautiful," she said quietly. "Why do
you want me to spank it?"
Taneesha looked back over her shoulder at Laura. "I
really don't, I guess. I, like, don't think I could come
any harder than you already made me come. But I couldn't
help wondering . . ."
"Wondering if you would?"
"Well . . . she obviously did. It's one reason I
wanted to, like, meet you. You know, alone. I never knew
anyone could come like that until I heard her. I thought,
like, `that Laura must be something special.' Guess I was
right."
"I'm glad you think I'm special," Laura smiled warmly.
"You know . . . I don't have to spank your beautiful round
bottom to make love to it."
The words almost made Taneesha shiver, and she giggled
awkwardly to hide her excitement. "Like, you know, I think
I better have a cigarette first?"
Laura was puzzled. All day they had been together and
Taneesha had not smoked. Now she went across the bedroom
and rummaged in her small handbag, giving Laura a long,
lingering look at her lithe young naked body, returning with
a gold cigarette lighter and a small, expensively-embossed
cardboard box containing Turkish cigarettes.
"You don't like mind, do you?" she asked before she lit
one. "You want one too? Don't you think smoking after sex
is killer? Like it doesn't get any tighter than that?"
Laura shook her head. "I didn't know you smoked."
"Oh." Taneesha was embarrassed. "Maybe I shouldn't.
Is it okay?"
"Sure . . . it's okay. I'll get you an ashtray."
She went to the kitchen for one, and when she returned
she persuaded Taneesha to lie on her stomach while smoking,
then began to kiss and caress the girl's wonderful naked
bottom, starting slowly, almost casually, just stroking the
firm moons with her fingertips, then pressing her lips to
them cautiously, tenderly, in no way trying to force a hot
sexual moment on Taneesha, though a few minutes of this was
enough to arouse them both again.
Taneesha finished her cigarette, snuffed it out, and
twisted her body to look up at Laura. "I can't like believe
you," she said, dark eyes pulsing again. "You're doing it
again. My two boyfriends together aren't as horny as you."
"Mmmm, I guess I can take the prize there," Laura
murmured, kissing her round, naked bottom more aggressively
now. "I love your pretty ass . . . I want to just . . . nip
it, like that."
"Yiiieee!" Taneesha yelped, her eyes watering, but
smiling too at the same time.
"Oh, I didn't bite it that hard," Laura demurred.
"Did too!"
"I'll bet you liked it."
Taneesha nodded, much like a little girl who was
confessing to the pleasures of a bad thought. Laura nipped
her other ass moon the same way, not viciously, just a fresh
and exuberant little nip that nevertheless held the threat
of a sexual onslaught.
"Oooohhhhh Jesus!" Taneesha shivered.
Now Laura knew there was no way they would not end up
again in minutes fucking wildly. She could almost feel
their bodies both come alive with renewed lust and sharp
hunger for one another, and she could see in Taneesha's eyes
now when she again glanced back over her shoulder at Laura
that she was willing to go as far as Laura was.
Laura ran her hands all over the naked dark brown moons
of Taneesha's ass, now kneading the firm, resilient flesh
more aggressively, pulling them apart, bending close and
running her tongue up and down the crack between them,
hearing Taneesha moan and feeling her quiver. She kissed
every inch of each firm cheek, nipping them again as she
kissed them, making Taneesha squirm and whimper and finally
scrunch up her knees on the mattress, lifting her ass more
in the air, as if to make it more available to the weird and
wildly arousing caresses and kisses that Laura was
inflicting on it.
"Ohhhhnnnn!" she moaned, gyrating her hips slightly,
her ass cheeks clenching as Laura kissed them. "Ohhhhhh . .
. it feels so good! Oh Laura!"
"Do you ever let those boyfriends fuck you in this
pretty ass?" Laura murmured, now running one hand down to
the wet, fur-fringed, open chute of Taneesha's freshly
aroused pussy.
"Oh god no . . . like, that's sick," Taneesha panted,
barely able to get the words out.
But Laura already knew she had her where she wanted
her. Taneesha wanted to come like `Auntie Deshona' had
come, with Laura's aid, and Laura could not turn her back on
such a simple request from such a beguiling girl with such
an enchanting bottom. Good thing the Gibsons aren't home,
she thought. You, honey, are, like, going to shatter into
little pieces in a few seconds.
She slowly kissed her way up Taneesha's smooth, naked
back, kissing the flawless dark brown skin, nuzzling her
shoulder blades, licking the nape of her neck, breathing in
her ear, and at the same time sliding her finger into the
crack of Taneesha's ass and pressing the tip of her
forefinger suggestively against the tightly-shut rosebud of
Taneesha's asshole.
"Mmmm, I'm going to make you come even harder than you
did a few minutes ago," she whispered. "Just lie here like
this . . . and relax, okay? And let me take you to heaven .
. . and then seventh heaven . . . and then ninth heaven."
"Oh . . . Laura!" Taneesha gasped, biting her thick,
shiny lower lip and wincing slightly as she felt Laura's
finger pushing against the entry to her ass. "Oh god . . .
I don't think I want that."
"You don't want to come even harder?"
"How could I?" she giggled awkwardly, still half-
delirious with sexual need, writhing under Laura.
"You can. Let me take you there."
"Will it hurt?"
"I would never hurt you," Laura breathed into her ear.
"Oh god . . . please! Do it . . . fast! Hurry! God,
it feels good!"
The warmth that seemed to glow from Taneesha's smooth
body under her own, and to flow into Laura's body, fanned
her desire to a hotter intensity. She lost all thought of
Deshona, or of anything else but Taneesha's sweet flesh and
her lovely, fragrant braids, as she buried her face in them
briefly before sliding down the girl's writhing body again.
Almost instinctively, she had the small bottle of oil
out of the bedside drawer and had lubricated her forefinger
with it skillfully, with an ease borne of many repetitions.
Taneesha didn't really know what was happening since Laura
kept up a steady stream of reassuring, loving words to her,
and kept kissing and stroking her delicious ass all the
while. By the time Laura's finger slid into Taneesha's
tight little rectum, both of them were enfolded in a hot
whirlwind of sexual need, and Taneesha barely noticed the
invasion until Laura began to wiggle the finger and twist
it, now nipping the smooth round moons of Taneesha's ass
again with her teeth at the same time.
"Oh shit . . . oh . . . shit!" Taneesha gasped, looking
back over her shoulder, then letting her head fall back to
the mattress.
"Does that feel good?"
"Oh god, yes! Mnnngggeeee!"
"Oh honey, it's going to feel so much better than that,
even," Laura purred, gently turning Taneesha over onto her
back while leaving her finger embedded in Taneesha's ass,
rotating the girl on it so that her splayed and juicy hot
pink love chute was now uptilted to Laura's mouth.
Immediately Laura began to lick and suck the slick, wet
lips of Taneesha's pussy, pushing her finger deep into the
girl's ass and twisting it, feeling Taneesha's body clench
and quiver, hearing her moan excitedly. No quick little
squeaky orgasms this time either, darling, she thought,
passionately devouring Taneesha's pussy, much more hungrily
than she had done the first time.
"Oh shit . . . oh . . . shit!" Taneesha gasped again.
"Awwownnngg!"
"Are you going to come again?" Laura smiled, knowing
the answer.
"Oh god yes!"
Even Laura was a little surprised by how quickly it
happened. After the crushing series of orgasms Taneesha had
had only a few minutes ago, Laura thought it might take a
little longer to get there again, but she realized that
Taneesha was at the point of no return after only a little
of this frenzied ass fucking. Her body surged and
undulated, and her whimpering grew semi-hysterical after
only thirty seconds or so.
Unwilling to let it be any less explosive than the
first time, again Laura slid two fingers of her free hand up
into Taneesha's flowing pussy and searched quickly for the
magic spot with her fingertips. She kissed the delicious,
writhing girl's thighs, her smooth belly, fucking her now
with both hands, twisting her finger in Taneesha's ass and
searching, probing for her g-spot with two fingers of her
other hand, bringing her up, up, even further up, until
Taneesha could ascend no further. She whimpered, quivered,
and immediately had such a violent climax that again Laura
wondered if she had gone too far.
"Auunngghhhhh! Auunngghhhh!" Taneesha groaned, very
loudly, shuddering in a shockingly fierce seizure for about
twenty seconds as a killing orgasm wracked her young body.
It seemed to last forever, and Laura could see from the
grimace on Taneesha's beautiful face how closely this one
came to the almost painful orgasms one could have at the end
of a long string. The girl had certainly never experienced
this before, and it took her several minutes to recover.
Laura did not rush her. She carefully extracted her fingers
from Taneesha's throbbing body and tenderly stroked and
kissed her.
Finally, Taneesha returned from her heavenly trance,
smiling oddly, as if stunned and puzzled. Then her smile
turned more mysterious, and knowing. She gently pushed
Laura onto her back and without warning began to swarm all
over her. It was a welcome surprise to Laura, and for the
next five minutes she let Taneesha have her way,
surrendering her body to the girl's passionate, inexpert but
fervent and intense caresses.
Taneesha spent a considerable time squeezing and
sucking Laura's breasts, the ones she had wished to have
herself earlier, until Laura was beside herself with need.
Then, she slid between Laura's thighs and made love to
Laura's aching pussy as if she had been doing it her whole
life, bringing Laura to two more orgasms almost without
effort, sweet, throbbing explosions that left Laura tingling
with happy gratitude.
"You, my darling, are a treasure," she murmured to
Taneesha when they were cuddling a little afterward. "I
wonder if those two boyfriends of yours can ever appreciate
you enough."
"Oh . . . like, you know, sex with them is totally
different," Taneesha said frankly. "How could it be like
this? They've got these . . . hard cocks, you know . . .
and it's . . . well, it's just totally different. I don't
feel this way with them. It's a little messier, too."
Laura kissed her long, smooth neck. "Will you give me
your phone number like you gave it to that guy . . . so I
can come and see you if I'm ever in Grosse Pointe?"
Taneesha's eyes grew wide. "Do you ever go there? Do
you ever travel to Michigan?"
Laura got an inescapable feeling that Taneesha was
alarmed to think Laura might actually show up in her
neighborhood. It was okay to have hot lesbian sex like this
as a stranger in San Francisco, with Auntie's friend, but
doing it at home might be risking too much.
"I might . . . now that I know you're there," Laura
whispered, again running Taneesha's long, thin, wavy braids
through her fingers.
Taneesha, without warning, leaned forward and kissed
her. When she spoke this time, her voice was softer and
more genuine that it had been any time today.
"Look, I have to tell you that I never knew anybody
like you before, and I never knew sex could be like this,"
she confessed softly, looking straight into Laura's eyes
with no deviousness or evasion.
Laura smiled at her. "Don't worry . . . I'll give you
plenty of warning."
"You better."
While they were both putting on their clothes, getting
ready for Laura to drive Taneesha back down to `Auntie'
Deshona's house, Taneesha asked her,
"Would Auntie get real, like, jealous if she knew you
and I were doing this?"
It was a reasonable question, but Laura could not
believe that they both didn't already know the answer. She
frowned.
"I imagine she would turn into a pillar of ice on the
spot. You know, she can be pretty cold."
Taneesha's eyes flickered, and she gave another coltish
toss of her head, swishing her braids, making Laura want to
fuck her again in a hot, violent rush, an all-devouring
sexual assault. But she controlled herself.
"You managed to heat her up," Taneesha cracked. Then,
to soften the blow, she added, "Me too. You seem to, like,
have a talent for it."
On the way out of Laura's apartment, they ran into
Shontay in the hallway. She had been walking up to Laura's
door but fell back, almost flinching, shock quickly giving
way to pain in her eyes, as she saw Laura and Taneesha
coming out. Oh god! Laura thought, feeling her heart sink
in her body.
She didn't know what to do, and clearly neither did
Shontay. Taneesha looked between them, up at Shontay, who
was of course several inches taller than either of them,
then back at Laura.
"Oh . . ." Laura stammered, completely embarrassed and
flummoxed, "Shontay . . . this is . . . my friend . . .
Taneesha Reynolds? Taneesha . . . Shontay . . . Shontay
Gibson. We . . . uh . . . work together."
She felt like a total klutz and idiot, and also a sex
maniac and a pervert, which were the accusations she thought
she detected in Shontay's pale brown eyes, behind the horror
and pain. The silence was so deep and uncomfortable that
Laura could not bear it.
"I . . . it's so good to see you," she mumbled.
"Just stopping by to see my parents," Shontay
explained, almost inaudibly. "Thought I'd . . ."
Water welled up in Shontay's strange, beautiful eyes.
Laura thought she herself was going to die of her own
selfish pain and confusion. She did not want to hurt
Shontay. She saw Shontay looking down at Taneesha's bare
legs, so much of which were visible due to her very short
shorts. Taneesha looked very sexy, which Laura knew well
from having seen people gawk at her all day. Shontay was
leaping to conclusions, all of them correct, and the water
in her eyes was now running down her cheeks.
"Shontay, I-" Laura began, but Shontay turned before
she could say another word and walked stiffly to the
elevator.
Then, glancing back, and perhaps thinking better of it,
she continued on to the stairwell, opening the door and
disappearing down the stairs.
Taneesha looked curiously at Laura. "Like . . . she
was pretty upset," she said softly, almost sympathetically,
as if she now had an inkling of what it might have meant to
Shontay to see her with Laura.
Laura nodded, trying to keep tears from coming to her
own eyes.
"You guys . . . do it?"
Laura nodded again. "Did it," she added in a faint,
rueful voice.
They continued slowly-Laura walked as if she were under
water-downstairs to Laura's car, first walking very slowly
to the elevator, as if to give Shontay enough time to leave
the building. Laura was speechless. She and Shontay had
never talked about `love'. They had never even touched on
the possible existence of other people in Laura's life,
though they both knew there were none in Shontay's. But
Laura was desperately sorry to have hurt her.
"Oh, like . . . don't worry, she'll get over it,"
Taneesha said as they got in the car and Laura started the
engine. "And don't you think she's a little skinny,
anyway?"
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The Laura story chapters are now available, in both text and
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Text files may also be downloaded via FTP at
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The chapters are now also available in html format at
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c Copyright Miranda Mars, 1999-2001. It is unlawful to
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