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     Chapter 293
     
     
     
     
     At the end of the week, Laura almost hated to go home.
It wasn't so much because of Ada and Marie, though she would
have died for another night with each of them.  But their
partners would be returning, if they had not already
returned, making things much more complicated for both of
them.
     
     Her fear of returning was due to her certainty that she
would now come face to face again with Makeeda, and whatever
was causing this vague anxiety and dread would finally be
made plain.  Makeeda had somehow mysteriously changed
between the time she had left Laura the song on her voice
mail and her return from her club engagement in L.A.  Laura
had been happily in love, and then had been plunged into the
deepest misery and pain by Makeeda's evasive ambivalence.
     
     She still did not know what was going on, and she flew
home full of trepidation at the thought that she would now
find out.  It did not, somehow, help that there was a
message from Makeeda on her voice mail, though ordinarily
she would have died with happiness to discover one.
     
     "Laura.  It's me.  Call me when you get in.  You have
to call before Sunday morning, 7 a.m.  After that . . . too
late.  Call me."
     
     It was a very brusque and emotionless message, just the
kind Laura dreaded, and it made her heart fall even farther.
Furthermore, this warning that she must call before Sunday
morning or it would be 'too late' filled her with alarm.
What could that mean?  Too late?  Was it over between them?
How could it be over when they had barely started?  She knew
Makeeda felt about her the same way that . . .
     
     Or did she?  Oh god.  Laura was afraid even to pick up
the phone.
     
     She had a drink to calm herself, and paced her condo
from front to back many times.  God, I love her! she
realized.  How can she be so cold?  How can I call her
without breaking into tears?  But she realized she had to
get it over with.  After fifteen minutes of pacing, she
steeled herself for the worst and went to the phone,
standing instead of sitting so she would at least feel agile
and ready to dodge the hardest blow.
     
     She realized halfway through dialing that she would
probably have to leave a message too, since it was already
Saturday evening and Makeeda would be at work.  But to her
surprise, Makeeda answered.
     
     "Oh hi, Laura.  I'm glad you could call before tomorrow
morning."  So cold.
     
     "I thought you might be at work.  I . . . missed you."
     
     Makeeda let that go by.  "How was Dallas?"
     
     "Oh . . . just work work work.  I . . . thought about
you the entire time."
     
     "You didn't call."  Makeeda's voice was not accusatory,
only factual.  "You said you were going to call."
     
     "I . . . didn't know if you wanted me to call.  You've
been so . . . distant."
     
     "Sorry.  A lot on my mind.  Look, we can't get together
because my agent got me this three-week engagement in
Tokyo."  Her sterile voice suddenly brightened.  "Can you
believe that?  Oh god, I'm so excited.  The Japanese are
very big on jazz, you know.  They hired me to sing in this
great club in Tokyo.  For three weeks!  Oh god, I thought I
might have heart failure when she called and told me.
They're paying for my flight, my hotel, everything.  I have
to leave early tomorrow morning.  That's why I said to call
before then."
     
     "I'm so happy for you," Laura said.  She truly was.  It
meant she wouldn't see Makeeda for three more weeks, but
that might not be all bad since she had sensed that their
meeting would be somehow unpleasant, if not a calamity, for
her.
     
     Makeeda's tone changed.  She became genuinely
solicitous, and her voice softened.  "I know you are, Laura.
I believe you," she said, much warmer now.  "Thank you for
being happy for me."
     
     A hint of the feeling Laura knew Makeeda had had for
her in the beginning came through in her voice.  This
brightened Laura a little.  "I hate not seeing you.  You
know it doesn't have anything to do with sex."  Laura was
blunt.  "I love you.  I can't stand not seeing you."
     
     As usual, this confession made Makeeda uncomfortable.
She paused.  Laura could hear her breathing nervously on the
other end of the line.  "Tell you what," she finally said.
"I'll call you from Tokyo.  I'm not sure of the time
difference but I'll figure it out and call you when you're
home."
     
     "Don't be like me, okay?" Laura teased her.  "Don't say
you're going to call if you're not."
     
     "I'll be busy, you know.  Singing . . . rehearsing.
All that.  I'll try to remember."
     
     Laura noticed that her 'I love you' confession had
simply been swept away and buried by this talk of Makeeda
calling from Tokyo.  "I'll die if I don't get to see you
soon," Laura said, plaintively.
     
     "Laura, don't make it harder," Makeeda snapped, though
softly, not nastily.
     
     Laura swallowed.  She realized that her pulse was
beating wildly in her neck, and that she was flushed and
even sweating a little.  She was glad Makeeda could not see
her in this state.  "I won't," she said, also softly.
"Please call me when you get back."
     
     "I'll call you while I'm over there.  Look . . . don't
be upset, okay?  Really.  Don't be upset."
     
     "Okay," Laura sniffled.  She wanted to say something
deeply moving and penetrating before they hung up but could
think of nothing.  She could not say 'I love you' again.
"Have a good flight, okay?"
     
     "Twelve hours.  How can that be good?"  Makeeda gave a
phony laugh, realizing too that this was a painful moment in
a painful conversation.  "I'll try.  See you when I get
back."
     
     "Yes," Laura said, hanging up.  Feeling empty and
unloved.
     
     But she told herself again to be strong.  Be strong.
No whining.  If she doesn't love you, you'll survive.  She
told you how important her career is to her.  You know her
relationship with Diane fell apart over it.  You know that.
And you really are so thrilled for her that she got this
Tokyo job.  Aren't you?  Don't be selfish, now.  You can
hold her and kiss her when she gets back.
     
     "I hope," Laura said glumly, aloud.  She had another
drink.
     
     The next day, as if to make matters worse, though it
was no fault of hers, Sara called.  In her haste to pack for
Dallas and her maelstrom of emotions over Makeeda, Laura had
completely forgotten to tell Sara she was leaving town.  She
wondered in the back of her mind whether her lapse was
intentionally unintentional, as if she were getting back at
Sara for her nurse by not telling her.
     
     But the sound of her voice, independent of Laura's
emotional turmoil over Makeeda or her veiled hostility to
Sara's current flare for her odious nurse, suddenly plunged
Laura back into the warm, cozy, and almost volcanically sexy
feelings she had long enjoyed with Sara.  We've had such
good times!  A warm, throbbing glow filled Laura's body.
We've had such great, sweet, emotional fucking.  It feels so
bad to lose it all.
     
     Sara may have felt the same way.  "I was worried about
you," she said, her voice full of concern.  "I . . .  miss
seeing you."
     
     Laura came up with an elaborate apology, most of it
true, about her trip to Dallas.  "I miss you too."
     
     And she did.  She missed Sara palpably, with a heavy
longing in her chest, and a warm ache in her pussy.  She did
not see any contradiction in this to her feelings for
Makeeda, which were more intense and urgent, but no less
genuine.  She could not stop loving Sara instantaneously,
simply because Sara was now sharing her body with someone
else.  Sunday had always been their special day together,
and they were probably still feeling the pull of it.
     
     "Why don't you come over?" Sara suggested.  Even though
her voice, uttering this invitation, suddenly sounded a
little odd and stagy to Laura, she clearly meant it.  "Come
on over here and spend some time with me."
     
     "I guess I could," Laura said softly.  "I'm pretty
tired, but it would be great to see you."
     
     Sara brightened.  "Good!  I'll put on a pot of tea.
See you in a few minutes."
     
     But Laura took her time.  She moved as if she were
walking under tons of sea water, at the bottom of the ocean,
moving in slow motion, her mind and body filled with
conflicting feelings and thoughts.  It was hard being in
love with two women at the same time, women so different,
one who seemed on the verge of completely rejecting her, so
peremptory and distant, while the other had been openly
sleeping with someone else, sort of daring Laura to feel bad
about it.  It was hard even to negotiate these complicated
emotions.  She moved as if in a daze, driving an hour later
to Sara's apartment and having, when she got there, the
curious sensation of being dropped down from the sky here in
Ocean View without the memory of driving there herself.
     
     "Well, look who has finally arrived," Sara said as she
opened the door, crossing her eyes and making one of her
hysterically funny faces.  "I guess I'll have to heat up the
tea.  I expected you an hour ago."
     
     "Sorry," Laura mumbled.  "Couldn't get it in gear.
Maybe it's jet lag."
     
     "From Dallas?" Sara cracked.  "That's like walking down
to Walgreen's and back."
     
     Laura followed her up the stairs and into her
apartment.  There, sitting on the sofa in Sara's small
living room, the same sofa on which Laura had sat a hundred
times, was a tall, lovely, and very dark-much darker than
Sara-woman wearing blue jeans and a pink tank top, with an
easy, languid smile that seemed both friendly and laced with
mysterious, potent sensuality.  Laura instantly concluded
that this must be Sara's nurse, her new fuck-buddy, and that
Sara had purposely not mentioned that she would be here for
fear it would keep Laura away.
     
     Sara could see Laura's consternation, though Laura was
trying to hide it.  "Laura, this is Sheena Patterson.
Sheena . . . Laura.  Sheena's the nurse I told you about at
work."
     
     Laura smiled uncomfortably.  "So I figured."  She went
in measured steps across the room and took Sheena's shapely,
warm, black hand.  "So pleased to meet you, Sheena."
     
     She knew Sara would expect her to be jealous, and
touchy, and overly sensitive about this meeting, and so she
did her best to be the opposite.  You're not catching me in
your little sly traps, Sara Paige, she thought.  Why would
you invite me over when she's here?
     
     Nevertheless, she felt mighty uneasy.  Two things
nettled her.  One, she could not help feeling that they had
cooked this up together.  Why don't you come over and spend
some time with me, Sara had said on the phone.  But they had
planned this; not, Laura conceded, just to see her
discomfort, but really to draw her into an event, a sexual
encounter, that would at once soothe Laura's fears about
betrayal and also make them feel better about so radically
changing Laura's and Sara's past relationship.  Laura had
never realized Sara could be so devious, and yet there were
often hidden parts of a person's character that rarely
appeared until forced out by necessity.  Look at Marie, for
example, she reasoned.
     
     Two, Sheena Patterson, Sara's nurse, was the kind of
woman Laura would have hungered for no matter where she saw
her.  Not only did she have that lazy, molten smile and
alluring, I'll-bet-you-want-to-fuck-me eyes.  She was also
very black and smooth, with long, well-shaped arms and
shoulders, completely visible due to the thin straps of her
tank top, and full, swelling breasts under it.  Long and
slender with full breasts, very black.  A combination Laura
was exceptionally vulnerable to.  Of course, Sara knew
nothing of this since Laura had been careful not to let her
eyes stray.  Sara knew little about her previous
girlfriends, and when the actual temptation to stray
seriously had finally come, it had been Makeeda who totally
captured Laura's heart.  Makeeda, who looked very little
like this stunning Sheena, the nurse.
     
     All these reflections happened in the space of less
than a minute, and since Laura appeared vaguely abstracted
anyway-the jet lag excuse she had given to Sara-neither Sara
nor Sheena seemed puzzled by her silence.  Sheena smiled
again and moved a little to the side on the small sofa, as
if to offer her a seat there, and Laura felt too embarrassed
not to take it.
     
     "Be right back with tea for all," Sara announced,
heading for her small kitchen, which was just around the
corner.
     
     "Make it Calistoga for me, Sara," Sheena called after
her.  "I'm tea'd out." She smiled, very friendly, at Laura.
"Sara is a tea nut," she half-whispered, leaning toward
Laura.  "Tea for everything."
     
     "I know," Laura smiled back.
     
     "Oops, I'm sorry," Sheena said, genuinely abashed at
having brought up something that clearly everyone hoped
would remain unspoken; that is, Sara's and Laura's prior
relationship.  "Of course you do."  She placed the four
long, tapered, black fingers of one hand on Laura's bare
arm, an intimate gesture that Laura found curiously
arousing.  "I guess . . . you've had lots of . . . tea," she
half-giggled in a low, throaty voice.
     
     "I've had my fair share," Laura said, with a tight
smile.
     
     She was wondering if she ought not to stand up and
leave right now.  This was not going to work.  She felt like
she was being used, somehow.  Not by Sheena, but by Sara.
And she had not yet even contemplated the weird feelings she
would have if it indeed did come to a sexual threesome.
Much as in the abstract she would love to fuck with them
both, she also knew the turbulence of her emotions would
make true pleasure impossible.
     
     Just at this uncomfortable moment, Sara reappeared with
a small tray containing full tea cups for her and Laura and
a bottle of Calistoga water with a glass for Sheena.
     
     She sat down in the chair across from the sofa and they
sipped for a few minutes without speaking.  Laura was
amazingly uneasy.  What was expected of her?  Am I supposed
to simply get up and go into the bedroom?  It's all so
transparent.
     
     On the other hand, she was sitting close enough to
Sheena to inhale the fresh, healthy scent of her lovely long
body, which made it impossible for Laura to ignore the
invitation that was being subtly extended.  No wonder Sara
was vulnerable to this woman, she thought.  The way Sara had
described it, Sheena had definitely been the aggressor,
flirting with Sara in the halls, trying to get a date.  And
Sheena was so attractive and had such alluring sensuality
about her that it was a wonder Sara had resisted as long as
she had.
     
     "So . . . how's work?" Laura finally said, lamely.  She
knew the very awkwardness of this question would make it
clear how uncomfortable she felt, and perhaps make them
equally uncomfortable.
     
     Sara pursed her lips and made a funny face.  For some
reason Laura did not now find her faces as funny as she had
in the past, apparently because she felt Sara had got her
here by deception and guile.
     
     "Work is work," Sara said in a clipped voice.  Then she
smiled, smiling first at Laura, then at Sheena.  "Sheena
works for a plastic surgeon down the hall from me.  She's
the one with the stories.  Nose jobs.  Boob jobs.  Ear jobs.
You want to tell her some of your stories, Sheena?"
     
     Sheena shook her head.  "Too boring."
     
     Well . . . fine, Laura thought.  Maybe when I finish my
tea it will be time to go.  You two have a wonderful time
together, okay?  Just hop in that bed and fuck your little
ears off, and don't mind me.  I have a good Jane Austen book
at home I'm going to start reading.
     
     "Maybe you won't mind if I tell her one," Sara said.
     
     Sheena grinned and stood up.  It was hard to gauge from
her sitting position, but Laura believed Sheena might be an
inch or two taller than she was.  She could not resist a
brief peak at the girl's bottom, which was not spectacular,
not Jane's for example, but was still nicely rounded and
firm in her blue jeans.  Sheena frowned at Sara and headed
for the bathroom.
     
     "Make it a short one," she said, "so I won't have to
hear it."
     
     Sara made a sour face in her direction, but Sheena
didn't see it, being already around the corner.  Sara looked
at Laura.
     
     "Why are you being so cold and prim and withdrawn?" she
said to Laura under her breath.  "You aren't like that.  Be
nice.  I told her all about you."
     
     "Did you tell her what we used to mean to each other?"
Laura said, regretting it the second the words popped out of
her mouth.
     
     Sara looked chagrined and guilty.  She could not help
it, Laura realized.  She might have told herself reason
after reason justifying her actions, and yet when it came
down to it she still felt a little guilty.  "I think we
still mean a lot to each other," she said evenly.  "I
thought maybe if you met her you'd see why I . . . you know,
did what I did."
     
     "She's very lovely," Laura said, meaning it.  "I'm
simply trying to adjust.  Things are not quite the same
between us.  I think you know that."
     
     Sara nodded and bowed her head a little.  "I know.  But
they could still be very good."  She paused and looked
bashful and shy, like she must have looked as a fetching
young school girl.  "She and I are thinking of going to
Jamaica on a vacation.  We thought you might like to come
along."
     
     There were a thousand ways Laura could respond to this,
and she seemed to rifle through them all before she could
trust herself to speak.  Then, before she could utter a
word, Sara's amazing pillowy lips were on hers, Sara's
tongue was slipping through her teeth, Sara's hand was on
her breasts through her clothes.
     
     "Don't be this way, Laura," Sara murmured as she kissed
her.  "I know you're hurt.  I know you're feeling a little
rejection. But it isn't true.  It's the same thing you were
feeling when I was seeing Lina, when she came to visit.
Remember?  It doesn't mean I don't love you.  I know you
have other girls.  I'm not blind and stupid.  You still love
me.  Why can't we be a little more . . . open with each
other?  Sheena is very open and accepting.  She wanted to
meet you.  She wants us all to be friends."
     
     Laura had a hundred conflicting feelings while this was
happening.  She resented Sara for making plans with Sheena
that formerly she would have made with Laura.  Why aren't we
inviting her to go along on a vacation with us? she wanted
to ask her.  She was uncomfortable with Sara bringing up
her, Laura's, other lovers, something Laura had always taken
great care to hide.  She felt resentful somehow that the two
of them wanted to make her, obviously, their own little ice
cream sandwich.
     
     There was also the matter of her feelings for Makeeda,
which she preferred not to dwell on at the moment.  It made
her kind of a hypocrite, she realized, to be spitefully
baiting Sara about infidelities when she herself was all
torn up with love for another woman.
     
     On the other hand, Sara's ineffably soft lips on hers
had the effect they always had, making her pussy flood and
her blood race and her heart melt.  I can't resist this
woman, she thought.  I never could.  And Sara knew Laura was
succumbing, yielding.  She began sliding her hands under
Laura's top as she was kissing her, pulling it up, fiddling
behind Laura's back with the clasp of her bra.
     
     "You want it," she breathed in Laura's ear.  "You want
it with us.  I know you do.  We will be so good together."
     
     Her fingers came up to Sara's cheek.  For the moment
she had completely forgotten that Sheena was in the other
room.  The old, familiar, warm surge of potent emotion that
always accompanied her sexual encounters with Sara had taken
over.
     
     "Sara . . . it's been so long . . ." Laura breathed,
feeling her body come alive under Sara's fingers, knowing
her anger and confusion could not prevail for long.
     
     "I has been too long," Sara murmured back, now
unfastening Laura's bra and bringing her hand back around to
Laura's naked breasts, just as Sheena walked back into the
room.
     
     Both of them saw her, but Laura pretended not to
notice, closing her eyes, while Sara quickly dropped her
mouth to one of Laura's nipples and began to tease and suck
it.
     
     "Ohhhh!" Laura sighed, stretching on the sofa.
     
     She felt the cushion next to her give as Sheena sat
down next to them.  Without a word, she joined Sara in
helping lift Laura's top over her head, then removing her
bra completely.  Now Laura was naked from the waist up, and
for the first time in many long months-she could not really
remember how long it had been, but it seemed like an
eternity-both of her naked breasts were being squeezed and
sucked at the same time by two different gorgeous women.  It
was almost enough to make her come on the spot without any
further aid.
     
     Her eyes fluttered open long enough to watch their
sensual lips on her wet nipples.  Her fingers flittered
through their hair, stroked their arms and shoulders.  Sara
was wearing a shirt, but Sheena's shoulders were bared by
her tank top, and Laura felt a hot little flame spurt up in
her pussy as she stroked the woman's beautiful smooth black
skin.
     
     "Ohhh!" she sighed softly again, twisting as the
sensations in her breasts grew more intense.
     
     She felt lips grazing her cheek and again opened her
eyes to see Sheena's sensual mouth approaching hers.  Their
eyes caught only briefly before Sheena's mouth pressed down
on hers, but it was long enough for Laura to let her know
that whatever her earlier attitude had been, she was now
completely theirs and looking forward to a hot ride.  She
let her mouth fall open immediately and responded hungrily
to Sheena's kiss.
     
     This emboldened Sara, who quickly began to unzip Laura
pants, while still sucking and tonguing her nipples
passionately.  She had her hand under Laura's panties almost
immediately, two of her fingers sliding down to Laura's
crotch and pushing into the squinchy wet soup of Laura's
pussy quickly.
     
     "Unh!" Laura gasped, feeling a hot squirt of sexual
urgency suddenly shoot through her.
     
     Sheena kissed her hard, stabbing her tongue deep into
Laura's mouth.  Sara was busily pulling Laura's pants down
her legs, and her panties too.  She slid off the sofa onto
the floor, while Sheena's mouth traveled down Laura's neck
to her breasts, which she began to stroke and suck even more
heatedly than Sara had.  They both seemed to feel that
drawing Laura deeply into the sexual triangle as quickly as
possible would ensure that Laura did not change her mind,
though that was the farthest thing from Laura's intention.
All she wanted was for this to continue.
     
     "Unhhhh!" she gasped again as she felt Sara's
incredible mouth on her throbbing pussy.  "Oh!  Unhhhh!"
     
     And yet it was very uncomfortable here, awkwardly
draped across Sara's small sofa while the two of them
caressed and kissed her body.  She took Sheena's head
between her hands and pulled her up face to face.  Sheena
smiled.
     
     "I want to go in on the bed," Laura panted.
     
     "Of course," Sheena smiled again.
     
     Sara, who heard Laura too, looked up from between
Laura's thighs.  Together she and Sheena stood up and pulled
Laura to her feet, walking her between them to Sara's small
bedroom.  Understanding the excitement of the moment, they
both had half their clothes off before they even reached the
bed.  Laura, who had been dying to get her hands again on
Sara's body after so long a delay, nevertheless could not
keep her eyes off Sheena.  She was lean and sleek and dark
like a lithe cat, her black skin gleaming, her breasts full
and beautifully shaped, her large nipples black as coal.
     
     Laura knew she would get her chance at those delicious
nipples soon, as well as Sara's large dark cupcake nipples
that always made her blood race and her mouth water, but for
now she was theirs, and she lay down on the bed between
them, with Sara behind her and Sheena in front.  Sheena was
kissing her mouth again, while fondling her breasts, and
Sara was nipping and sucking her bare shoulders and
squeezing her ass cheeks and pressing those amazing naked
breasts into Laura's back.
     
     "Laura . . . you're very beautiful . . ." Sheena panted
to her as they kissed, twisting Laura's still-damp nipples
in her fingers.  "I'm . . . so glad I got to meet you."
     
     "I'm glad you did too," Laura panted back, her eyes
rolling up briefly as Sheena again dropped her mouth to her
breasts.
     
     Behind her Sara had moved slowly down, knowing from
experience how Laura loved to feel those full, beautiful
breasts pressing against the flesh of her back as Sara
dragged them across it.  Sheena was again sucking and
pinching Laura's nipples passionately, while Sara had kissed
her way down to Laura's ass, which she was now nipping and
sucking as she had earlier been doing to the backs of
Laura's shoulders.  Both of them seemed to be avoiding her
pussy, which by now as throbbing and pulsing and oozing with
fuck-hunger.  She knew they were doing it just to get her
into this state, but she felt like screaming to them: It
worked!  I'm ready.  Fuck me, please!  Do it now!
     
     Sheena slipped lower, abandoning Laura's breasts for
the rest of her body, kissing Laura's midriff and her flat,
smooth belly.  Laura's thighs yawned open to receive her
long, svelte body as she slid down, knowing that what she
craved was finally arriving.  At the same time, Sara slid up
to Laura's face, kissing her, looking down at her adoringly
as if to let Laura know that her pleasure was the only thing
that mattered at the moment, that she was deeply thrilled to
be able to make love to Laura like this with Sheena's help.
     
     She scooted even higher in order to dangle her
magnificent naked breasts in Laura's face, knowing how Laura
worshipped them and how sometimes she, Laura, could come
while sucking them and having her pussy stimulated at the
same time.  And that was just what began to happen now as
Sheena had reached her destination and begun skillfully and
tenderly exploring the aching, blossoming folds of Laura's
open pussy.
     
     "Ahhnnnnnn!" Laura sighed, looking up into the swaying,
amazingly beautiful globes of Sara's breasts dangling above
her mouth.
     
     Sara gently teased her by letting the bulging, dark,
huge bulb of one delicious nipple brush Laura's lips as she
groaned from the pleasure of what Sheena was beginning to do
to her cunt.  Laura chased it with her lips, then her
tongue, but Sara giggled and kept it just out of reach.
     
     "How badly do you want it?" she murmured to Laura,
smiling, her dark eyes now pulsing with hot sex too as she
got more aroused by the situation, and Laura's clear
excitement.
     
     "Ohhnn!  Ungghh!" Laura groaned as Sheena's tongue
lashed her exposed clit and then stabbed deep into the
sopping wet furrow of her pussy.  "Oh god . . . this is how
bad I want it," she gasped, letting both hands sweep and up
and capture Sara's swaying globe, then feeding Sara's
bulging dark nipple into her mouth hungrily.
     
     Sara's playful giggle turned into a hot moan in
midstream.  "Ohhnnmmmmm . . . oh Laura!"
     
     Laura sucked the big soft bulb heatedly, but even her
passion was interrupted by the flashes of sharp pleasure
Sheena was arousing in her frothing pussy by her mouth, and
now her fingers too.
     
     "Unhhhh!  Ungghhhh!  Oh!  Oh!"
     
     Her body flexed and tensed up, and a sharp quiver shook
her flesh.  But she still held Sara's large wet nipple in
her mouth and again began to suck and gnaw it hungrily.
     
     "Careful . . ." she heard Sara say to Sheena.  "Laura
comes fast."
     
     Oh, you are so right, and you know me so well, Laura
thought, feeling her whole body surge with the foreknowledge
of a huge climax that was only a few more seconds away.  Her
body was alive and straining with need, her pussy pulsing
wildly from Sheena's increasingly passionate love assault,
which now included her fingers probing Laura's tight, greasy
sleeve, as well as her tongue working Laura's clit
frantically, and her thick sensual lips sucking it quickly
from time to time.
     
     But she realized that Sara was also getting very
aroused from the fierce sucking and squeezing Laura was
giving her dangling breasts.  No longer was she smiling and
teasing Laura with them.  Instead, she was panting
seriously, and even gasping, and pushing her firm globes
into Laura's face, biting her lower lip, whimpering a little
when Laura sucked especially hard.  Even though Laura was
feverish with hot fuck-hunger herself, and closer and closer
to a ripping climax as Sheena turned up the heat on her
throbbing pussy, she still had enough control to release
Sara's wet, hardening nipple from her mouth and quickly
fasten on the other one, pulling Sara's other firm breast
over to her lips again with both hands.
     
     "Unnnhhh!" Sara groaned as Laura sucked the marvelous
soft dark bulb deep into her mouth.  "Oh god, Laura!"
     
     But things were unraveling too fast for Laura to keep
it up.  Sheena clearly knew what she was doing.  She knew
Laura was going to come, and very soon too, and she poured
on the passion to make it happen.  There was no way Laura
could prolong this sweet pleasure, or keep her body from
hurtling into the abyss of a killing orgasm.  It arrived
with little further warning.  She felt her body seize up,
her flesh everywhere stiffening and clenching, her breath
paralyzed in the depth of her lungs.  Even though all this
sexual trauma she could still feel Sheena's tongue stabbing
into her pussy, and Sheena's phenomenal lips on her clit.
     
     Sara's large, slippery, wet nipple slipped out of her
mouth as a choked and gargled cry sought to escape,
unsuccessfully.  And then Laura was coming in hot furies,
her body convulsing and flipping uncontrollably as both Sara
and Sheena tried to hold her and help her get the most out
of this excruciating orgasm.  She whimpered and whinnied but
could not cry out, so stunned and breathless was she made by
the fierce shocks.
     
     But then it finally released her.  "Auunnggghhhhh!" she
almost roared.  "Unh!  Unh!  Auunnggghhhh!  Mmnnngggeeee!"
     
     Then her cries dissolved into low, fevered moans as the
hot, wrenching spasms began softly to die away.
Nevertheless, they did not die away at once but very slowly,
so that she lay between them, Sara and Sheena, who had moved
up to embrace her as the orgasm began to fade, and simply
quivered and moaned for a full minute until her body began
to regain its normal feeling.  She blinked, trying to clear
away the glaze from her eyes, and looked up at them, leaning
forward to kiss Sara's bare shoulder, then pulling Sheena's
face down to hers with one hand behind her neck, kissing her
wide, sensual mouth with heated gratitude and lust.
     
     "You are pretty good at that," she breathed to Sheena.
     
     Sheena lingered, kissing Laura back, in no hurry to
move.  Apparently, Laura realized, both Sheena and Sara had
agreed that getting Laura to accept Sheena would be the hard
part, and that if they could pass that hurdle, everything
else was possible.
     
     "That was only my three-star special," Sheena murmured
in a low, husky, sexy voice, her black eyes glinting with
humor and newly minted affection.  "Next time you get the
five-star extravaganza."
     
     Laura could feel the strength in her arms coming back.
For a moment her whole body had seemed to go limp, at the
end of her orgasm, and she had a fleeting wish that she
could just lie there, pinned between these two lovely naked
black women, forever.  No worries, no Makeeda, no work,
nothing but bliss.
     
     But now her own physical hunger for these two delicious
women was literally pouring back into her body.  She
struggled up onto her elbows, eliciting Sara's aid to roll
Sheena onto her back, where they both swarmed over her
lithe, dark, naked body.  She and Sara suddenly came face to
face over Sheena's breasts and paused there to kiss
voraciously.  Laura sucked Sara's large, pillowy lips, and
Sara tried to devour her mouth so heatedly that their teeth
were clanking.
     
     Sheena was content to watch them for a minute or so,
but then she pulled both of them down to her, turning her
face from side to side to kiss them.  While she was kissing
Sara, Laura dropped her mouth to the girl's beautifully-
shaped and very black shoulder, then let her lips slide
lower to Sheena's breasts.  They were not large and only
seemed so because the rest of her body was so long and
slender, but they were perfectly proportioned to her figure,
with thick, swelling black nipples that Laura began
immediately to kiss tenderly, then devour more hungrily.
     
     Sara soon joined her, and now Sheena had the pleasure
Laura had experienced earlier of having both breasts sucked
at the same time by two different lovers.  Whereas it had
driven Laura up the wall with frantic lust, Sheena seemed to
react differently, floating lazily into a dreamland of
feathery pleasure, her body undulating slowly and soft,
sensual sighs escaping from her lips as she submitted to
their passionate sucking and more and more feverish
caresses.
     
     "Annhhhhh!" she sighed, her eyes fluttering shut, her
fingertips brushing their shoulders.
     
     Sara grinned over at Laura.  "She loves this.  You can
do it for hours."
     
     Laura grinned back at her.  "You do it.  I think I have
a date with her pussy.  If it's okay with you."
     
     Sara made a screwy, crosseyed face, pursing her
delectable lips.  "Be my guest.  She won't come as fast as
you, though."
     
     Laura winked at her.  "Wanna bet?"
     
     She lingered on the way over Sheena's taut black
stomach and smooth, velvety lower belly, but in seconds she
had reached the long, parting red blossom of the girl's
black-edged pussy, which was flooding inside with glistening
fuck juice.  It was one of those long, sinuous-lipped cunts
of her dreams, a heavenly wet gash of dark pink paradise,
and Laura pushed her mouth into it immediately, slithering
her tongue into the juicy interior, which was warm, almost
hot, a frothing wet raw mass of inflamed flesh.
     
     "Unhhhh . . . unhhhh!" Sheena whimpered, now slowly
gyrating her pelvis to push her cunt more aggressively into
Laura's face.
     
     For about two minutes Laura very patiently and
skillfully explored this glistening, oozing feast with her
lips, her tongue, her fingertips, licking and probing
Sheena's excited slit, spreading open the small glossy hood
at the top to reveal the little seed of her clit, then
caressing it lovingly with the tip of her tongue.  Nobody
loves a beautiful warm wet black pussy like I do, she
thought, and I know how to make it sing.
     
     Imperceptibly Sheena began to grow more and more
aroused.  Sara was still dining in a slow, leisurely,
sensual fashion on her wet black nipples, while Laura was
making a patient, deliberate feast of her gaping, black-
lipped, pussy, so hot and deeply pink inside.  Sheena,
though she appeared, as Sara had warned, slow to boil, was
unable to ignore the delights they were bringing to her
lovely long body.
     
     She moaned and twisted, reaching down to Laura's head,
her fingers fluttering in Laura's hair, around Laura's ears,
as she undulated her hips.  "Ohhhhhnnnn god yes!" she gasped
as Laura continued to pepper her sensitive little clit with
kisses and tongue swipes.  "Unhhhh!   Unhhh!"
     
     Sara grinned down at Laura as if to acknowledge that
Laura had been right.  Between them they had driven Sheena
to the brink well before Sara had thought she would arrive
there.  They both looked up at Sheena's face, which was
contorted into a sharp grimace of excruciating sexual
pleasure, as if she were already being wrenched by the
fierce, sweet spasms of bliss that were still seconds away.
     
     Sara and Laura still had a sweet, strong sexual
connection that allowed them to communicate almost
supernaturally, without speaking, and both knew that the
moment was near, and that in concert they could bring it off
together.  Sara again lowered her lips to Sheena's beautiful
wet black nipples, while Laura slid one long forefinger
between the girl's firm buns.  As she had done with Makeeda
(Oh god! she thought, don't let me think of her!), she had
no intention of anal invasion but simply found Sheena's
tight little asshole with the tip of her finger and massaged
it aggressively while again sucking the girl's gorgeous
streaming red pussy.
     
     This was about all it took to tip Sheena over the edge.
Her body clenched, and her knees jerked up.  A fierce jolt
struck her.  Only a distant, pinched off mewling came from
deep in her chest.  Her flesh shook, and then strained and
shuddered as she began to come in long, rolling waves.
     
     "Auunnnggguuuunnnnn!" she groaned loudly, her ecstatic
moans filling the small bedroom, her violent jerks making
the bed shake.  "Ohhnnnnggggg!  Aunngghhh!"
     
     Laura and Sara continued what they were doing
throughout the sharp convulsions of her orgasm, Laura's
mouth glued to her spasming pussy while Sara's mouth was
still lovingly fastened to one of Sheena's nipples.  Sheena
came and came until the sharpest spasms finally released her
flexing body, and left in their wake only soft,
intermittent, shuddering jolts that soon faded into slow
undulations.  Still, it was minutes before she fully
recovered from this thrilling, shattering climax.
     
     But somehow the smoldering reconnection Laura and Sara
had forged while helping her there drew them together almost
forcibly.  Laura could feel the powerful sexual magnetism
they shared drawing her to Sara's body even before Sheena
had finished gasping and whimpering.  Sara seemed to feel it
too and quickly slid together with Laura beside Sheena's
still-recovering body, embracing Laura as Laura enclosed her
in her arms, kissing her back hungrily.
     
     "Oh god, I've dreamed of this every night," Laura
panted to her, nipping her full, sensual lips, running her
hands feverishly all over Sara's warm, opulent flesh.
     
     "Me too," Sara panted back.  "Oh, Laura I've missed
this so much."
     
     Laura kissed and sucked her neck, running her hands up
to Sara's magnificent breasts, lightly twisting and pinching
Sara's incredibly large, soft, thick and dark nipples in her
thumbs and fingers.  The old hot lust she had always felt
for Sara, even before they had slept together, came roaring
back into her body.  She bit Sara's earlobe and squeezed her
full breasts harder.
     
     "Ohhnnnn!" Sara moaned, her eyes rolling up, her
fingers grazing Laura's shoulders as Laura rolled her onto
her back.
     
     Laura was all over her.  Sometimes she was a gentle,
patient lover, sometimes a fiendishly skilled one, sometimes
a scorching tornado of passion, and this time it was the
latter.  She devoured Sara with her hands and mouth, sucking
and squeezing her sweet flesh, dropping her mouth to Sara's
incredible nipples, big puffy chocolate cupcakes, licking
them hungrily.  Sara knew how much Laura adored her nipples,
and she smiled sexily, looking down at Laura's lips on them,
holding her own breasts in her hands, feeding them to Laura,
who now began to suck them with sharp, concentrated passion.
     
     "Unh!  Oh!" Sara gasped, her brow furrowing momentarily
as Laura sucked her nipples perhaps too hard in her heated
frenzy of passion.
     
     "Sorry," Laura gasped, releasing one of Sara's nipples
from her mouth long enough to apologize.
     
     Sara grinned.  "Don't be sorry," she panted.  "Do it
again."
     
     "Are you sure?"
     
     Sara nodded, her eyes rolling up again.  "You're going
to make me come."
     
     "I sure am," Laura grinned back.
     
     "Me too," she heard a soft, husky voice and turned her
head to see Sheena now joining them, sliding up on Sara's
other side and grasping one of Sara's breasts with her
slender, very black hand.
     
     She smiled at Laura, who smiled back.  This, Laura
realized, but only in the back of her mind, in some distant
region that was barely connected to the warm sensual touch
of flesh, was a critical moment for her: the sharing of
Sara's body with another, something she had never
contemplated or even imagined could happen until now.  And
yet it seemed to occur so naturally, so effortlessly, that
she could not now understand why she had formerly seemed so
hostile to it.  It was clear from the start that Sheena
worshipped Sara's naked body the same way Laura did, and all
selfishness seemed to flow away from Laura as together they
began to stroke and kiss Sara's flesh lovingly.  Sheena's
presence made Laura back off a little from her previous
heated frenzy of passion, but soon she noticed she had
boiled over again and was sucking and stroking Sara's flesh
hungrily.
     
     Sara twisted and moaned under their hands, looking down
at their busy, aggressive lips on her hardening nipples.
"Ohhhh!  Unnnhhhhhh!  Oh!"
     
     Laura was pleased and surprised to discover that almost
the same unspoken connection existed between her and Sheena
that she had earlier shared with Sara, as if they both knew
Sara's body, her needs, her capacities, her most sensitive
spots, and easily melted together in their love of it so
that they could bring Sara to an orgasm by simply acting in
harmony.  They were all over her together, sucking and
squeezing her magnificent breasts, kneading her firm, fleshy
ass, their fingers taking turns in her plump, warm, buttery
pussy.  Sara was overwhelmed, gasping and churning,
whimpering and even yelping occasionally as Sheena and Laura
relentlessly devoured her body.
     
     "Unnnn . . . oh!  Ohnnnn!  Oh shit . . . oh guys . . .
you're too rough . . . annngghhh!  Yes!  Ohhhhh yes!"
     
     After a few minutes of this she was almost delirious
with fuck-need, writhing and groaning between their swarming
bodies, her thighs parted, her hands trying to force them
down to her pussy, urging them to bring her sweet relief.
Laura teased her, sucking her earlobe, pinching her large,
swollen nipples, still damp with hers and Sheena's saliva.
     
     "Do you want us to fuck you, darling?  Do you want us
to make you come and die of coming?  Do you?  Can Sheena and
I fuck you until you scream?"
     
     Laura didn't know what had come over her.  Though she
often talked dirty to other lovers, knowing how it
especially aroused some of them and made them come not only
faster but much harder, she had never talked this way to
Sara.  Their sex had frequently been sizzling hot, but never
had it detoured into the mildly kinky and rougher regions it
was approaching now.  And Sara seemed to be responding to it
too, gasping and moaning and kissing Laura back heatedly,
then kissing Sheena the same way.
     
     While they were sharing Sara's mouth, her luscious,
pillowy lips that Laura had felt raptures about throughout
their relationship, it seemed the most natural thing in the
world for Laura and Sheena also to kiss, right above Sara's
face, their tongues intermingling in a way that made all
three of them hotter than ever, Sara from watching them, and
Laura and Sheena from a sexual connection both knew would
have happened between them even if Sara had never been in
the picture.  I would have fucked this girl senseless if I'd
ever met her on my own, Laura realized, panting rapidly as
Sheena's long, wet tongue entered her mouth.
     
     "Let's take her to heaven," Laura panted softly to
Sheena as their mouths came apart.
     
     Sheena gave her the same languid, sexy smile she had
given Laura when Laura had first walked into the room.  "I
think that's a terrific idea," she said huskily.
     
     Together they slid down Sara's squirming body, Sheena
in front, Laura in back.  In seconds Sheena was licking
Sara's flowing quim skillfully, while Laura was parting
Sara's substantial ass cheeks to run her tongue up and down
the crack between them.  And Sara was going wild.  She
wanted to come desperately and pumped with her hips to push
her pussy hard into Sheena's hungry mouth, squealing as she
felt Laura's tongue invading her ass crack.
     
     "Ummnnnneeee!  Oh!  Oh!"
     
     In truth, only once had she invaded Sara's ass with her
finger, though it had resulted, she knew Sara remembered, in
a scorching, crushing orgasm.  Sara had complained idly at
times about men wanting to shove their cocks up your ass,
which she had never allowed, and Laura had thus been very
reluctant even to try it.  Then one time in the heat of
fucking Laura had massaged her rectum with the tip of her
finger, which Sara had confessed made her pussy all tingly
and squishy.  She had begged Laura to keep it up, and Laura
had consented, breaking out the baby oil and giving Sara a
ride that had culminated in a fierce and shocking climax.
     
     She found herself wondering if she could make it to her
purse, where the small bottle of baby oil she always carried
with her was, and back here before Sheena brought the very
sexually tense Sara to an orgasm.  She decided to risk it.
     
     "Don't let her come yet," she murmured to Sheena as she
slid off the bed.  "I'll be right back."
     
     Sheena simply smiled and returned to her wonderful
work.
     
     It took Laura only a few seconds to find her purse and
grab the small bottle, and she was back on the bed in a
flash.  Sara, still moaning and writhing as Sheena licked
and sucked her pussy, probably didn't even know Laura had
disappeared for a few seconds.  Laura had one forefinger
greased and slid it between Sara's ample buns before Sara
knew what was happening.  She snapped the bottle shut and
pushed it down toward the end of the bed.  Sara's body
stiffened a little and she let out a tiny, surprised squeak
as she felt Laura's finger.
     
     "Mnnneee!"
     
     She looked back over her shoulder at Laura, who was
kissing and sucking and even biting her firm round ass
cheeks while insinuating her finger deeper into Sara's
crack.  But she could not stay in that position for long
because both Sheena and Laura began, mainly because their
own arousal was heightening by the second, to turn up the
heat.  Sara's head fell back to the mattress, and she
grimaced and moaned again in a sweet seizure of sexual
pleasure.
     
     "Ahhhhhnnnnnnn!  Oh . . . shit!  Unngghhhhh!"
     
     Laura knew how Sara reacted when she was approaching a
climax, and Sheena did too.  They could both tell that she
was close now, closer than ever, her breath rapid and harsh,
her moans more desperate, her body straining and undulating
more violently between them.  Sheena now had two fingers in
Sara's flowing, inflamed pussy and was sucking more and more
insistently on her clit, while Laura's finger was now
sliding up into Sara's tight asshole, easily lubricated by
the baby oil, going in deep, making Sara stiffen and
whimper.
     
     Laura wondered how she had even held out this long.
God, I would be coming in torrents by now, she thought.  She
twisted her greased forefingers inside of Sara's tight
rectum and felt Sara shudder slightly, felt her round buns
clench, heard a faint upward peal in her whimpering.
     
     "Oh yes!  Unnhhh!  Oh yes!" Sara whimpered, writhing
now even more violently, and bucking her pelvis too up into
Sheena's mouth and Laura's hand.
     
     That she was going to come was unmistakable to them
both.  Knowing Sara's orgasm was only seconds away, they
went for it hungrily.  Laura was already fucking Sara's ass
pretty vigorously with her finger, and now she began really
biting her firm round buns, knowing from experience how the
sensation of having your ass bitten could really juice up
your sexual excitement.  She was not mistaken, and Sara
began to moan and squirm wildly once she felt Laura's teeth
sinking into the flesh of her large moons.
     
     At the same time, Sheena had begun fucking Sara's pussy
more aggressively too, working her fingers into Sara's
oozing slit not more roughly but much more rapidly, fucking
her fast and wildly with them while still sucking Sara's
throbbing clit.  All this frenzy quickly became too much for
Sara, who clenched and then came in a terrific eruption.
     
     "Ahnn!  Ahnn!  OOUUNNGGHHMMNNNGGGG!" she suddenly
exploded, her body ripped apart by horrific interior sexual
fireworks.  "Oh!  Oh!  Auunnnggghhhhh!" she groaned,
shattered again by succeeding shocks of a crushing orgasm.
     
     It was such a violent and long-lasting orgasm that both
Laura and Sheena could only hold on and wait for it to
finish.  Laura knew she had seen Sara come this hard, at
least a few times, but it certainly was a rarity.  She
realized, letting her mind wander outside of herself and her
own self-centered, petty concerns for a moment, that this
had been Sara's fantasy, to be sandwich-fucked by these two
women who meant everything to her at present, that it would
make her come like never before.  And she had apparently
been right.  She was so hammered by her ferocious orgasm
that it took her nearly forever to recover.
     
     Finally, she blinked and stretched enough for Laura and
Sheena to disengage from her lovely, exhausted body.
Apparently, they both had the same idea at once, for they
slid up and pinned Sara between them, kissing her everywhere
and passionately.  Sara came groggily back to life, smiling
and sighing, turning her head to enjoy their kisses and
reciprocate them with her soft, wondrously pillowy lips.
While kissing her Laura and Sheena managed to let their lips
come together again too for a few thirsty gulps.
     
     Sara watched them patiently, almost lovingly.  "You two
guys are a team," she sighed softly.  "You can do me
together any time you feel like it.  God, I thought I was
going to melt."
     
     Laura kissed her again, but in fact she felt like she
was going to melt herself.  Now that the preliminaries were
out of the way, now that they all had climaxed and enjoyed
the novel pleasures of fucking together in a threesome for
the first time, she was again feeling the physical hunger
for Sheena's long, lean, black body that she had known
earlier she would have felt simply passing her on the
street.  Kissing her like this over Sara's spent body only
made it worse.  She wanted her, she could feel her own
horniness growing again by the second, and she felt from
Sheena's tongue-stabbing kiss that Sheena wanted it too.
     
     Moreover, she knew that Sara probably wanted them to
hunger for each other like this, since it would make things
so much easier for her in the future.  Sara confirmed this
by cleverly scooting out of the way so that they could kiss
more fully, more heatedly.  Laura uncoiled herself
immediately against Sheena's naked body, devouring her mouth
and letting her hands roam down the girl's silky back to her
beautiful ass, squeezing and stroking the firm round buns.
     
     Sheena was equally hot, raising her hands to Laura's
small breasts, lightly pinching Laura's nipples, sucking her
neck.  "I want to taste your pussy," she panted into Laura's
neck.  "I want to drink it and suck it."
     
     Laura was delighted and aroused to find that Sheena was
like herself and loved to talk dirty, whereas Sara rarely
succumbed to this temptation.  "I want to fuck your
beautiful ass while I suck your clit," Laura breathed back,
into her lovely black ear, feeling an involuntary shiver
pass through Sheena's body as she heard the words.
     
     Oops, Laura thought, concealing a devilish little
smirk.  I think Sara may find out here that these two girls
are a little more kinky than she expected.
     
     By their spoken words they had heated up the moment
considerably, and now the sexual sizzle began to appear
physically as they pushed their naked bodies together and
writhed and sucked and tongued each other frantically.
Sheena appeared to like the sixty-nine position, which was
not one of Laura's favorites since in her experience one
partner always succumbed to the sexual ministrations of the
other, and what started out mutually satisfying and exciting
quickly became one-sided.  She would rather have her partner
simply fuck her, all out, instead of pretending they were
both going to come this way.
     
     But Sheena-typical for a nurse, Laura thought wryly,
telling you what to do, giving you directions-seemed to
insist on it by twisting her body so that she was head to
toe with Laura, and their faces were between each other's
thighs.  There, without warning, she went to town on Laura's
aroused, festering pussy, sucking Laura's cunt lips wildly
and invading Laura's quim with both tongue and fingers.
Suddenly realizing that she liked where she was too, her
face nestled between this hot woman's silky black thighs,
her mouth just inches from Sheena's delicious long pussy,
all wet and deep red inside, squinchy with juice, Laura
groaned and quivered.
     
     "Ohhhnnnnnnn!  Oh shit . . . that feels so good!" she
gasped, letting Sheena know that her hungry, forceful
caresses were hitting the mark.
     
     She, too, quickly pressed her mouth into Sheena's
glistening slit and began devouring it passionately.  In
seconds both of them were snuffling and grunting softly and
panting as they licked and sucked each other voraciously.
Their initial orgasms had taken away the sharpest edge of
their need so that now they could feast without fear that
either one would prematurely end this delirious pleasure.
Maybe I should try sixty-nine more often, Laura reflected,
if it's going to be as hot as this.  God, this woman has a
beautiful pussy.  No wonder Sara couldn't resist her.
     
     Sheena seemed to feel the same way about Laura's, and
she made love to it in such a frenzy that in a few minutes
Laura's fears about this sexual position all came true.  She
herself could not go on.  She was being eaten alive, and her
pussy was throbbing and juicing and aching and pulsing so
wildly that she could not hold up her end of the bargain and
let her head simply fall back to the mattress, yielding her
body to Sheena's determined hunger.  Oh, I'm going to come,
and I don't care, it's so sweet . . . so intense . . . oh
god, yes, right there!
     
     "Unhhhh!  Oh god . . . oh god, yes, honey . . . like
that!  Ungghhhh!  Oh . . . oh shit . . . you're going to
make me come!"
     
     Evidently the sight of Laura being devoured by her new
lover Sheena was enough to ignite Sara all over again, for
she quickly joined them, swarming over Laura and Sheena at
the same time while Sheena brought Laura's writhing body
closer and closer to a sharp climax.  Knowing how Laura
cherished her gorgeous breasts, she dangled them in Laura's
face, brushing Laura's lips with her large, soft, dark
nipples, even holding the swaying globes with one hand, now
one, now the other, to brush them against Laura's cheek and
mouth.
     
     Laura could not resist this.  Having Sheena's hungry
mouth on her pussy and Sara's incredible nipples brushing
her lips was nearly enough to make her come on the spot.
She ran her fingers along Sheena's sleek naked back as she
drew her hands up to Sara's dangling globes, then cradled
one in both palms and sucked Sara's bulging nipple deep into
her mouth.  Oh god, I'm going to come, I'm going to die of
pleasure! she thought deliriously, feeling her thighs close
almost reflexively on Sheena's head as her hips bucked
upward spastically.
     
     "Unnnhh . . . ummmmhhhh!" she groaned, sucking Sara's
nipple hard and thrusting her quivering pelvis into the air,
feeling Sheena's thick, sensual lips on her clit, feeling
her whole straining body flare with sexual fire.
     
     For some reason, sucking Sara's nipple always made her
come.  At some barely predictable instant, her mouth
engorged with the woman's incredible plump silky nipple, the
floodgates would open, and she would be coming in a
scalding, wrenching paroxysm.  It was no different this
time.  No sooner had she sucked Sara's nipple deep into her
mouth than the rockets began to go off deep in her womb,
bursting so violently that she was forced to open her mouth
and let the delectable wet bulb escape.
     
     "Auunngghhhh!" she roared, her body flexing and
straining into a bow, then collapsing back to the mattress
in sharp convulsions.  "Ohhnnnngggg! Auunngghhhh!"
     
     Laura came in a fierce delirium of hot spasms,
completely shattered by this orgasm in a way she had not
been by the first, her body raked and throttled by huge
explosions of rapture as Sheena's lips never released her
clit.  Only when Laura seemed unable to take any more did
she let it go.  Laura was devastated, a whimpering, helpless
rag of flesh, limp and sweating and still panting
helplessly.
     
     Sara and Sheena caressed her and cooed to her for a few
moments, but clearly, as had happened to her, they were
recharged by the spectacle of her orgasm and soon were
coiling together again, this time with Sheena on her back
and Sara the aggressor.  And now Laura had the chance she
had not had since arriving of watching Sara, once her
deepest love, actually fucking with another woman, without
Laura's participation, though the piquancy of it was
ameliorated somewhat by the fact that Sara was really on top
this time, and Sheena on the receiving end.
     
     Still, it was an arresting sight, one she had never
expected to witness, and it made her heart race with
sensations totally different from the sexual explosion she
had just experienced.  There was a trace of hot jealousy,
but mostly she was surprised to find that she felt happy for
Sara to have found another woman, especially this long,
seductive, lithe and experienced nurse, to share her
physical passions with.  She watched for a while with
clinical interest as Sara kissed Sheena and every delicious
part of Sheena's long, black, naked body, so much blacker
than Sara's.  The contrast of their bodies reminded Laura of
what her own body coiled with Sara's must look like, and she
was stirred not so much sexually as esthetically.  Even
though her orgasm had satisfied her sexual need for the
present, she found herself wanting to join them again.
     
     "May I join you?" she whispered to Sara, sidling
closer.
     
     Sara looked up and gave Laura the most shocking, crazy-
funny, cross-eyed smile she had given her in months.  "Duh,
cuckoo brain," she breathed, turned again to nearly swallow
one of Sheena's hard, black, shiny wet nipples.  "Why do you
think I got you over here?"
     
     Laura smiled back.  "Mmmmm, I guess this was it."
     
     She joined in with alacrity and both of them began to
devour Sheena's long, lithe body as if they had done this a
thousand times together instead of only once, a few minutes
earlier.  In about a minute they had her whimpering and
twisting and gasping.  In another two or three Sheena was
clenching and gurgling and groaning through a piercing,
shattering orgasm much more powerful than her first one, and
Laura and Sara were smiling at each other and licking the
girl's copious cunt juices from their lips and fingers.
     
     All in all, an enjoyable afternoon, Laura thought, as
she drove home after another hour or so of lying around
drowsily in bed with them, then fucking once more for a
dazzling finish to a sexual episode none would forget soon.
What a woman.  Sheena.  And don't forget Sara.  How odd that
I would feel this way when I was so bitter at first about
losing her.  And so resentful of Sheena.
     
     The afterglow of their heated fucking was impossible to
ignore, and her pussy sang and throbbed so much she was half-
tempted to turn the car around and go back for more.  And
yet her heart was still pulled toward Makeeda, and her
absence, and the big empty hold she felt in it since she had
not seen Makeeda since their first and only night together.
Am I nuts to pin so much on only one night? she wondered.
It was a question that could not be answered.  Not yet,
anyway.
     
     But Sara and Sheena had at least made it recede in her
mind, and for the present at least it seemed less pressing
than before.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
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The Laura story chapters are now available, in both text and
html formats, on the ASS text archive site at
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/laura/www.  Text files may also be
downloaded via FTP at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/laura.
The chapters are now also available in html format at
http://www.thevalkyrie.com/stories/miranda/index.html.  c
Copyright Miranda Mars, 1999-2004.  It is unlawful to
reprint or otherwise distribute this material without the
written consent of the author.

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