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   Laura - Chapter 301



   Carmela looked around at the packed and sealed boxes in Laura's living
room.

   "Married?" she said, incredulous.  "You can't be getting married. 
You're a . . .  girl.  A lesbian.  You aren't going to go down there and be
in the paper like all those others . . .  at City Hall.  Are you?  I saw
them on the news.  Wearing wedding dresses and all that.  Holding flowers.
It seemed so funny to see two fags kissing.  Or even two dykes." She smiled
nervously, suddenly flustered by her own prejudice.  "Excuse me.  I didn't
mean that."

   Laura chucked her under the chin with a teasing smile, heart struck as
usual by Carmela's mouthful of straight, gleaming white teeth, so dazzling
against the deep rich chocolate brown of her face.  "You and I kissed," she
said softly.  "Did that make us dykes?"

   "I don't think of you and me that way," Carmela pouted.

   "The woman I'm going to marry is no different from you.  Just a little
older.  I love her very much."

   "Does that mean you don't love me any more?"

   Laura took her hand and pulled her close, embracing her among the boxes.
"Of course not.  What you and I have is just a little different, that's
all. You're still . . .  what, seventeen?"

   Carmela nodded, still pretending to be hurt and rejected, which indeed
she probably was a little, Laura realized.

   "How old is she?" Carmela continued to pout.

   "She's about my age.  I don't know . . .  thirty?" In truth, Laura was
mildly abashed that she did not know exactly how old Makeeda was, as though
it made a difference.

   Carmela broke into one of her broad, infectious smiles.  "You two old
ladies doing it.  I wish I could spy.  See you going down on her.  Is she
beautiful, like you?"

   The more they bantered like this among the stacks of boxes, the more
Laura wanted to grab Carmela and crush her very sensual lips with her own
mouth.  "Very beautiful," she said softly, caressing Carmela's silky black
cheek with her fingertip.

   "Is she black?"

   "Not as black as you, my sweet," Laura smiled.  "I love your skin.  You
know that."

   Carmela's dark eyes sparkled.  "I love seeing our skins together . . .
like when we're naked."

   "Want to get naked?"

   "God, yes!  I thought you'd never ask.  I thought now that you're going
to get married you wouldn't want to do it with me any more.  Like it was
cheating or something."

   "It is, a little.  Don't you think?"

   Carmela smirked, knowing now that she had Laura in her power.  She had
been sitting on Laura's front step when Laura arrived home, as Joy had used
to do.  They had not seen each other in weeks.  "What would you have done
if I hadn't showed up?" Laura had asked her.  "Or if I showed up with my
girlfriend?"

   Carmela had merely flirted outrageously.  "One, I would've gone home,
sad.  Two, I would've talked you into taking me inside together."

   Now they were inside together, only the two of them, of course, and
Laura could barely control her lust.  I'm not supposed to be feeling this
way, she thought.  Makeeda had only been gone to New York for her club gig
two days.  And here I am raging like a wildcat in heat for this darling
teenager.  God, she's gorgeous!  I had forgotten how damned desirable she
is.

   Carmela smiled ambiguously.  "I won't tell her if you don't."

   "You don't even know her, thank god."

   They could control the impulse no longer and kissed hungrily.  Laura
nearly vacuumed her up on the spot with her voracious mouth.  Carmela
kissed back fiercely.  They were both panting softly when the kiss stopped.

   "She isn't going to walk in on us, is she?" Carmela asked, slightly
worried.

   "She's in New York, my pet.  You can scream as loud as you want."

   Carmela dragged Laura down the hall with one hand to Laura's bedroom. 
The other one was already packed with boxes.  "Don't make me sad about you
moving," she said to Laura, quickly pulling her loose sweatshirt up over
her head.  "I won't see you.  I'll be devastated."

   "We can meet now and then," Laura reassured her.  She was transfixed by
the site of Carmela's stunning young black body in her white bra.  "Let me
look at you.  No . . .  don't take it off yet.  I love looking at you in
your underwear."

   "Really?" Carmela beamed.  "That's what's so cool about you, Laura. 
Even Joy just wanted to get it off, so we could do it.  And my new
girlfriend . . .  her name is Stacy .  . .  she's white . . .  she just
wants to tear everything off too and hop to it.  But not you.  You like to
enjoy it along the way.  And you're always telling me how great my body
is."

   "And your face.  Your face is angelic." Laura gave her a droll smile. 
"Your body ain't bad either."

   Carmela teased her, turning in profile, running one long black finger
down into her cleavage.  "You want to see these, don't you?"

   Laura nodded.  "I'm ready.  I can't wait any longer."

   She loved watching a gorgeous woman-in this case, a wildly fetching
teenager-remove her own bra.  They could be so casual about these
scrumptious globes they were about to reveal.  These baubles; these
unexceptional appendages.  It seemed such a throw-away moment to them,
whereas to Laura it was almost the pinnacle of revelation: these marvelous
naked breasts, so beautiful and so different with each woman, such
treasures, kept hidden, and yet revealed with such casual aplomb.

   She had had Carmela's thick, dark-molasses colored nipples in her mouth
plenty of times, and yet, as she watched her reach both arms behind her
back to unclasp the bra, it was as if she had never even seen them.  She
must have been looking with rapt, almost slavish fascination because
Carmela suddenly grinned and stooped forward a little, letting her breasts
swoop out though still inside the bra cups, letting Laura's hungry eyes
feast on the swelling dark tops of her beautiful gourd-shaped breasts.

   "You look like you want to eat them, Laura," she breathed, her black
eyes sparkling with deep delight.

   "I do," Laura confessed, feeling the pulse beat in her neck.  "I want to
suck and swallow them.  It makes me come."

   Carmela just smiled.  She realized that her breasts had that effect on
nearly everyone.  "Stacy says I should be a Playmate of the Month.  She
says my boobs are in the Hall of Fame."

   "Stacy seems to be a very discriminating connoisseur," Laura deadpanned.
"Like me." Laura went closer to her.  "Are you going to continue teasing me
or get on with it?"

   Carmela continued to smirk, her fingers still toying with the clasp
behind her back.  "What's in it for me?"

   "What's in it for you is that I'll eat you alive, you little minx. 
Stacy will only be able to fuck you in her dreams the way I'm going to fuck
you."

   Carmela laughed.  "Oh, you talk so dirty!  I just love it.  Nobody every
talks that dirty to me." She quickly unfastened the bra now, and it fell
limp, then slid down her arms, exposing her marvelous naked breasts.

   Laura quickly grabbed the limp bra and removed it entirely, then filled
her hands with the warm, springy gourds of flesh.  Her mouth caught
Carmela's in a searing, tongue-stabbing kiss.  She pinched Carmela's large,
soft nipples lightly, but insistently.

   "I want to fuck you, my darling," she purred to Carmela.  "I want to
fuck you and make you quiver and bleat and claw and gurgle and gasp and
moan and shriek."

   Uncontrollable giggling bubbled up from Carmela's throat.  She watched
Laura's mouth descend to her neck, her bare shoulder, her throat, her
smooth dark chocolate chest.  "Oh god Laura you make me hot . . ." she
gasped.

   Laura cradled one exquisite breast in her palm and let her tongue snake
out to stroke Carmela's dark, swollen nipple, letting the tip of her tongue
linger on the thick center stub.  Without pulling her tongue back, she
slowly let her lips close over the entire bulbous plum, sucking Carmela's
nipple deep into her warm, wet mouth.  It was all pulpy and chewy and alive
against her tongue, and she could feel a delicious spurt of juice in her
own pussy caused directly, she knew, by the feel of Carmela's nipple in her
mouth.

   "Ohhhh!" Carmela moaned softly, looking down at her breast in Laura's
mouth.  "Ohhhh yessssss!"

   "My darling, I could suck these all day," Laura murmured to her finally,
as her mouth moved to Carmela's other breast.

   Laura pulled her down on the bed on her back so that she could feast on
them and hold and squeeze them at the same time.  Carmela's dark eyes were
swirling and pulsing.  She writhed under Laura.

   "Oh god . . .  I forgot how you suck them so good," she panted.  "Even
Stacy won't suck them so hard.  Joy hardly sucked them at all."

   "Mmmm, you like it hard?"

   Carmela nodded, gnawing her lower lip.  "I like it kind of hard. 
Unhhhh!"

   "Mmmmm!" Laura held one of Carmela's exquisite breasts in both hands and
squeezed it gently so that her large dark nipple, all wet and shiny with
Laura's warm saliva, flared and swelled.  She licked it passionately while
Carmela watched, then sucked it back inside her mouth, sucking hard.

   "Oh!" Carmela gasped, writhing even more wildly now.  "God, you're
making me wet!"

   "Mmmmm," Laura hummed, sucking and lip-biting her lovely wet nipple as
hungrily as possible.  "You want Laura to make you come?"

   "It . . .  isn't . . .  going to be . . .  hard . . ." Carmela panted,
writhing and twisting.  "Unhhhh!  Do the other one?"

   "My darling," Laura smiled, "how could I refuse you?" She moved her
mouth to Carmela's other delectable breast and began sucking the plump,
dark nipple voraciously.  "Mmmm, I want to eat your beautiful pussy and
make you scream."

   Carmela whimpered.  "I want you to fuck me . . .  with that . . . 
thing. Like you did when that guy was here with you and me and Joy.  I keep
thinking about it.  God, it was so good.  That thing you keep in the
drawer."

   Laura remembered it.  There was no way she would ever forget it.  Brad
and Laura had sandwich-fucked poor Carmela, Brad in her ass, Laura in her
pussy with the strap-on dildo, until all three of them had gone up like an
ammo dump, while Joy watched, stretched out naked on the bed next to them.
It was not a moment one would be likely to forget.

   "Mmmm, are you sure?" Laura murmured, her mouth full of silky,
thickening, stiffening wet nipple.

   "I am . . .  sooooo sure . . ." Carmela gasped, biting her lower lip.

   Laura stopped sucking after a moment and sat up.  "Come with me and pick
out what you want," she said softly.  She tugged Carmela with her across
the room to the dresser, where together they examined the contents of
Laura's secret drawer.

   "Oh god, you've been holding out on me," Carmela whispered in awe,
holding up the Double Penetrator.  "I never knew this was in here."

   "You like that?"

   "Does it do what I think it does?"

   Laura smiled and nodded.  "It's a sort of all-in-one tool."

   Carmela, with a devilish look in her eye, ran her finger along the lower
appendage.  "With this you don't even need an extra person.  You can do me,
and it'll be just like two people were doing me."

   "I think that's the idea," Laura purred, pulling her close and kissing
her.  "Come back to the bed with me, my darling.  Both of us want to 'do'
you."

   Carmela giggled softly, such a fetching, sensual little laugh that Laura
could hardly repress the urge to drag her down onto the mattress and
consume her in a savage burst of lust.  But she controlled herself.  What
was coming would be so thrilling that she could not let herself obliterate
it in one moment of selfish hunger.  She restrained herself and helped
Carmela remove the rest of her clothes.

   "Have you used it on a lot of girls?" Carmela asked idly as she watched
Laura undress and slip into the harness.

   "A few.  A few have used it on me.  It has been in a lot of deep, dark,
exciting places."

   "You know, Laura, you'd never know you are such a wild, kinky person to
look at you from the outside.  You look so . . .  I don't know, calm and
professional.  Underneath you're this wild, horny maniac.  Are you going to
let me use it on you after you use it on me?"

   It was such a saucy and thrilling invitation, coming from this naked,
deeply black, and marvelously well-formed teenager spread across her bed as
she patiently waited for Laura to ravish her, that Laura could not prevent
a small, throaty laugh.  "I certainly hope you will," she laughed.  "I'm
looking forward to it.  Now lie back and let me lick that beautiful pussy
and get it read for this brutal invader."

   Now it was Carmela's turn to giggle softly.  "And what about my ass? 
You need to get it ready too, don't you?  It's all tight and shut.  God, I
remember when your friend shoved his hard dick into it.  That hurt a little
too."

   "I didn't hear you complaining," Laura teased.

   "That's because it stopped hurting pretty quick and started to make me,
I don't know, like die of coming.  Shit, I never came that hard."

   "Don't you worry, my darling, you will be completely ready in all ways
by the time I 'do' you."

   Pliant and willing and apparently aching to be fucked, Carmela came into
Laura's arms and they coiled together, kissing heatedly, rubbing their
entire naked bodies together for the first time today.  It was a little
awkward since the Double Penetrator was an unfamiliar dual appendage that
they had to twist away from them to keep from being poked, but Laura, lying
on her side to keep from pressing down on it, slowly kissed her way down
Carmela's luscious, smooth black body to her groin, sliding between
Carmela's yawning thighs, until her lips were just inches from the girl's
lovely wet quim.

   It was a beautiful thing, all coral pink inside, glistening with juice,
Carmela's pretty, shiny little clit peeking out at the top.  Although it
was hard to restrain herself, Laura did not touch the little bead with her
tongue, wanting only at this point to bring Carmela's oozing pussy to the
proper stage of arousal, though it looked like it was already there.  She
reached over to the bedstand for the small plastic baby oil bottle, flicked
open the cap, and oiled her forefinger quickly.

   "Now this is going to feel . . .  wonderful," she murmured as she slid
the oiled finger between Carmela's hard, round buns, easily found the
concealed rosebud, and slipped her fingertip inside.

   "Unhhhh!" Carmela gasped, quickly biting her full lower lip.  A faint
film of water came to her eyes.  "Oh . . .  yes!"

   Then she gave a half-gulp of surprise as Laura's finger slid all the way
in.  The passage was very tight.  Laura rotated her oiled finger, and
Carmela whimpered softly.  Now Laura allowed her tongue to slither between
Carmela's long black cunt lips and into the buttery warm slit between them.
Carmela's body gave a small, involuntary twitch.

   "Unhhhh!"

   "Oh yes, darling, you are so beautiful . . ." Laura cooed to her,
licking the raw inner flesh of Carmela's pussy slowly, gently, not wanting
to arouse her too quickly.  "I am going to fuck your beautiful pussy and
your tight little ass until you come so hard."

   "Oh!  Oh!" Carmela gasped, her hips churning and quivering tentatively,
as if she wanted to give in to vigorous thrusting.  "You better . . .  do
it . . .  Laura!  Quick!  I think I'm going to come if you don't do it
quick!"

   "Mmmm, we wouldn't want that, would we," Laura purred, pulling back,
sliding up, ready to deliver but not eager to have this exciting moment
climax too soon.

   At that moment she adored Carmela as much as she had ever adored anyone.
The girl reminded her of Dawn, so hot to be double penetrated.  Most girls
were not like that.  You had to work up to it, and sometimes you never got
there at all.  That was fine; there were many ways to screw.  But when one
wanted it, craved it, pleaded for it, as Dawn and now Carmela did, Laura
couldn't ignore an extra little spark of lust awakening in her body.

   She made up her mind on the spot not to repeat the rough, athletic
double fuck she and Brad had given to Carmela the first time, the time that
had apparently given Carmela the orgasm of her life.  We can get you
another one just as good by doing it another way, she thought.  Partly,
Laura realized, it was out of her hands anyway.  Two people fucking you at
the same time were bound to differ in approach, in rhythm and vigor, from
only one with two prongs.

   But as she leaned forward and enfolded Carmela's delicious naked black
body in her arms, kissing her round gleaming shoulder, then dropping one
hand to the monster to guide it into its proper targets, she felt them both
melting into a shared, scintillating passion that would not hurry to its
finale.

   Carmela's warm, pliant body almost rose to meet hers, melting into
Laura's flesh, then stiffening momentarily as the two shafts began to slide
into her body.

   "Unh!"

   "Oh yes . . ." Laura murmured.  "Easy . . .  easy . . ."

   She took infinite care penetrating the delicious girl since she well
knew that after Carmela's body relaxed and grew used to the invaders in a
minute or so, the energy on both sides would accelerate.  She embraced her,
feeling their supple bodies move together, feeling their naked breasts
pressing, Carmela's large, stiffening nipples brushing her own, Carmela's
fast breath on her cheek.

   "Ohhh . . .  I love your body," Laura cooed to her softly, "you're body
is so beautiful.  Your skin is so beautiful . . ."

   She kissed Carmela's neck her and her shoulders again and the smooth
skin under her jaw, and then her mouth, ravenously.  "Unh . . .  unh!"
Carmela gasped softly with each slow forward thrust of Laura's.  "Oh god,
Laura, it feels so good."

   "I know, honey, I know.  You are going to come so hard.  Just rock with
me now .  . .  just take it slow . . .  that's it . . .  yes . . .  oh, I
want to do this forever . . .  just like this . .  .  just soft and slow
and gentle and so beautiful . . ."

   "Unh!  Unh!  I don't think I can keep it slow too long," Carmela
confessed, her black eyes now swirling and throbbing with sexual heat.  "I
think I want you to do it a little harder."

   "You do?"

   "Yes!  Unh!  Anngghh!  Yes!  Like that!  Ungghh!"

   Laura picked up the pace a little.  In truth, she was getting very
aroused herself.  Funny how you just wanted to pound each other when you
got whipped up into a frenzy like this.  Some girls continued to find anal
sex a little uncomfortable even in the heat of it, but not girls like
Carmela, whose body apparently adapted easily to the invader and who then
craved a hard pumping.

   In these situations Laura was frequently afraid of herself.  She could
lose control.  She could become obsessed by the need to devour and consume
the writhing beautiful girl under her, and even though her moments of fiery
passion were usually well received, she couldn't help feeling they were
going overboard, even though she couldn't prevent them.  Carmela was never
more beautiful than now, her lovely face contorted in a grimace of sexual
torment, her body undulating and quivering under Laura's thrusts, her mouth
half-open, her eyes rolling up, her pelvis gyrating forward to meet each of
Laura's plunges.

   "Unghh!  Unghh!  Oh god, yes!"

   On top of everything, the pressure of the strap-on dildo base pushing
back against Laura's groin was arousing her too to a fever pitch.  She was
panting roughly, and suddenly she realized she could hear her own
whimpering mingled with Carmela's wild gasps and deep moans.  Oh god, I
might come too!  she realized.  I might even come before she does, if she
doesn't get there quick.

   She had to drop her hand now to the Double Penetrator, just to keep it
in place, since they were bouncing and struggling so violently together on
the bed, pumping, groaning, churning.

   "Anngghh!" Carmela groaned.  "Anngghh!"

   "Oh yes!  Oh yes, honey . . .  oh yes!" Laura gasped to her, unable to
keep her mouth off Carmela's silky black body either, sucking her shoulder,
dropping her lips to one of Carmela's jouncing, perfect breasts and nearly
swallowing her bulging black nipple.  I am a 'mouth' person, she thought. I
have to suck her and lick her and take her whole body into my mouth, if I
can, and swallow her and devour her and eat her alive!

   "Anngghh!" Carmela cried out again, her body twitching and her back
arching up a little to push her breast into Laura's face.

   This went on for longer than Laura could even imagine it would.  God, I
would've come twenty times by now, she thought.  But she knew it was
probably not true.  Her sense of time was horribly skewed.  She realized
they had only been fucking for a few minutes at most.  Carmela, unlike
some, unlike her friend Joy for example, never had any trouble coming.

   And now she was closer than ever.  Impaled on the two prongs that jutted
from Laura's groin, and enfolded in Laura's arms as Laura love fucked her
to heaven, she was beginning to flex and quiver and strain in the telltale
preliminary waves of a fierce climax.  "Oh!  Unh!  Unh!  Oh!"

   Laura knew it.  It was unmistakable.  It aroused her even more.  She
clutched the supple girl's quivering body to her and began pumping even
harder, faster.  The two dildos pierced Carmela's body, and she began
pumping back, swirling her pelvis, gargling helplessly deep in her throat
as a huge orgasm began to well up inside her squirming flesh.

   "Ungghh!  Oh god . . .  so deep!" she gurgled, now beginning to
jackknife, her luscious body straining to accommodate the sharp spasms that
were beginning to wrack her.  "Auungghhh!  Oh yes!  Aunngghhhh!"

   Laura gripped her hard, ramming her ass and pussy, sucking her wet black
neck, feeling her own body mash into Carmela's writhing flesh as Carmela
was jerked and wrenched by the unbearably intense spasms of a killer
climax.

   "Ohhnnnggg . . .  ohnnnggggg!" Carmela howled as the first, most
thrilling jolts tapered off into longer, less intense waves, her eyes still
rolling up each time a fierce shock of pleasure gripped her body.  "Oh!  Oh
god!  Oh . . .  don't!  Don't move, Laura!  I'm . . .  going to have
another one!"

   And she did.  Laura held her tight, no longer plunging the dildos in and
out of her body, but clinging to her shoulder, her face buried in Carmela's
neck.  Carmela shuddered and moaned as a final aftershock wrenched her.

   "Unhhhh!  Oh!  Ohhnnnnnggggg!  Oh god!"

   It was heaven for Laura, who held her shuddering body and looked into
her face, torn with rapture.  I love fucking this way, she realized.  I can
see her come, I can see her at this beautiful moment, when she is the most
beautiful creature on the planet, coming and coming, and I brought her
there.  I love it, I love it.

   Neither of them moved for about a minute.  Carmela seemed overwhelmed,
stunned, having a little difficulty coming back.  Though Laura always told
herself she was going to make her partner have an orgasm unlike any she had
ever had before, she knew it was a whimsical exaggeration, since not every
climax could be that life-altering.  But some were, and now and then her
vow came true.  This looked like it might be one of those times.

   Carmela blinked.  Laura's face was still very close to hers since Laura
was clinging to her, and couldn't wrench herself away from the marvelous
sex-sweaty odor of Carmela's slightly wet body.  "Oh god, you're trying to
kill me," Carmela laughed softly.  "I didn't even come that hard when your
friend and you did it to me."

   "You, my darling, are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."

   "No," Carmela clung to her even more fiercely.  "Don't pull out yet.  I
love the feel of you in me . . .  even though it's only those . . . 
things."

   Laura indulged her for a minute more.  They kissed sensually, and
Carmela began to undulate her hips again slowly.  "Oh no," Laura laughed
softly, "you don't get to have another one until you let me have one first.
I'm about ready to melt away, I'm so horny."

   "Poor Laura!" Carmela said as they disentangled their sweaty bodies. 
"I'm so selfish.  I forgot all about you."

   Laura slid out of the strap-on harness.  Carmela looked at the long wet
shafts that had been sunk in her body, and that had brought her to such
ecstasy.  Laura knew she was thinking about how to use them on Laura, to
return the favor.  But Laura tossed them into a chair across from the bed.
"Later," she said.  "For now, if you just kiss my pussy, I will die of
happiness."

   "Mmmmmm, I think that can be arranged," Carmela grinned, gently pushing
Laura onto her back and sliding down her body.

   She must've been learning things with her new friend Stacy, Laura
reflected, because Carmela was somehow more aggressive than Laura
remembered her being.  She was not prepared for the way Carmela devoured
her inflamed and aching pussy.  The girl's tongue and fingers were
everywhere, and her lips too, and Laura found herself gasping and
whimpering and gyrating frantically, digging her fingers so hard into her
thighs that she could feel her nails biting into the flesh.

   "Unh!  Ohnngg!  Oh god, honey . . .  ungghh!  Oh yes . . .  oh yes!"

   Carmela had been a sweet and considerate lover before, but now she was a
hot tornado, probing Laura's wet, throbbing pussy with two fingers while
tongue-lashing Laura's clit and then sucking it persistently, until Laura
was suddenly overwhelmed by sharp spasms of coming.

   "Unh!  Nuunnn!  Ommnggghh!  Aunngghiiieeee!" Laura cried out, inundated
by the quick, excruciating jolts of a huge orgasm.

   It wrenched her body almost painfully, but the first two jolts were the
fiercest, and then she fell back to the mattress in a happy swoon, giggling
uncontrollably as the sharp release and the waning wavelets shocked her
into laughter.  Carmela was laughing softly too as she looked up at Laura,
her head still between Laura's thighs.

   "You okay?" she asked Laura.

   "I guess I am," Laura panted, still laughing softly, feeling the
uncontrollable gales rise up from her stomach.  "God . . .  you made me
come so fast."

   "You always come fast."

   "Not that fast.  Shoot, I think that was a record."

   Carmela scooted up to face her, and they embraced happily.  "It's so
much fun to fuck with you, Laura.  I'm so jealous of the woman you're going
to marry.  Why couldn't it be me?"

   "You're only seventeen, my pet," Laura reminded her.  "As I think I told
you before.  You have a whole life in front of you.  What about Stacy?  It
sounds like she is enchanted with you."

   Carmela made a self-satisfied moue.  "She is.  I'd hate to break her
heart.  She'd be jealous even to know I was in bed with you now."

   "Then there's no reason she has to know."

   "What about your . . .  what do you call her, your fianc,e?  Wouldn't
she be jealous?"

   "Yes.  A little.  But as long as I don't lose my heart to you, she'll
forgive me.  She knows I can't resist a little seductress like you."

   "I didn't seduce you," Carmela retorted.

   "Did too.  You and Joy seduced me together.  You wore your little
cheerleader outfits knowing I would fall hook line and sinker for your
gorgeous bodies."

   Carmela smiled devilishly.  "I guess that worked, didn't it."

   Laura stroked Carmela's bare bottom and raised one hand to her marvelous
naked breasts.  "Mmmmm, you're making me hot again.  You just made me come
like blazes, but I'm hot again, just feeling your body against me."

   "Maybe we should do something about it." Carmela's black eyes twinkled.
"I love feeling our bodies together like this.  And looking at our skins
together.  You're so .  . .  creamy.  I'm so black.  It's like a chocolate
sundae."

   Laura licked her smooth black shoulder.  "Except it tastes even better."
She slid one hand down into Carmela's crotch.  "I love the taste of your
sweet pussy," she murmured softly to Carmela as her fingers toyed with the
girl's oozing cunt lips, parting them, slipping inside the snug, soupy wet
sleeve.

   Carmela was panting and squirming a little.  "Oh god . . .  Stacy or Joy
never got me as hot as you do!" she gasped.  "I think I could come again. I
never do with them.  Only once.  I can't come twice.  With you I think I
could come a hundred times."

   "Mmmmm, I'm so glad to have that effect on you, my darling," Laura
purred.  "Maybe a hundred is too many to shoot for . . .  but I bet we can
manage at least one or two more."

   Carmela was squirming and panting.  Her smooth, luscious black body was
more desirable than Laura could imagine.  She kissed and licked and sucked
every inch of flesh her mouth could reach.  Her fingers slid in and out of
the warm, greasy sleeve of Carmela's tight pussy.

   "If I suck your pretty little clit, will you come?" Laura teased her,
breathing into Carmela's marvelous black ear, then following her words with
her tongue.

   "Unh!  Unh!  Oh yes!" Carmela panted, undulating her hips suggestively.
"Oh yes . . .  I will!  Oh Laura!  Unh!"

   But Laura wanted to tease and torment her.  Carmela had already had a
climax to rival any she had ever experienced in Laura's presence, which
probably meant the best of her short lifetime.  Laura wanted the next one
to equal it, or at least come close.  The only way she could do this was to
delay the pinnacle as long as she could, and she was an expert at this.

   Still finger-fucking her gently, Laura kissed the girl's sensual mouth
with ingenious passion, snaking her tongue into it, licking the wet flesh
under Carmela's full upper lip, then the lower one.  She could feel the
thick little berry of Carmela's engorged clit between her forefinger and
middle finger.  She rubbed it hard, and rapidly, but only for a few
seconds, feeling Carmela's body respond, feeling her gyrate her hips and
pant faster.

   "Unh!  Oh!"

   "I want to lick your pussy," Laura panted back to her.

   "Oh yes!"

   "I want to fuck your pussy with my tongue."

   "Oh . . .  unhh . . .  oh god yes Laura yes!"

   Laura was sucking and tonguing her beautiful, swollen, gleaming,
molassescolored nipples, but she realized things were getting out of hand.
Carmela was churning and gasping and gurgling and thrashing around wildly,
as if she were going to come any second, surprising them both.  Neither of
them had thought she would get here so quickly.

   That meant that Laura would get no chance to fuck the girl's beautiful
pussy with her tongue, as she was promising to do, if she didn't hurry to
it right away.  Quickly, she slid down Carmela's smooth, undulating black
body between her yawning thighs, removing her fingers from the warm, gooey
furrow of the girl's inflamed pussy, and slipping her tongue deep into it
immediately.

   "Unnnrrrngggg!" Carmela groaned, arching her back a little, her thighs
clenching.  "Oh yes!"

   But Laura was an expert at eating pussy, and paradoxically, though
Carmela had briefly been about to come, she now seemed to fall back into a
slow simmer, as if she too were determined not to climax until she had
enjoyed the full extent of Laura's considerable skills.  Laura loved
Carmela's beautiful wet pussy: glossy black lips unfolding to reveal a
bright pink cauldron of shiny juice, Carmela's clit already engorged and
pushing out from its thick black hood.  Sometimes in past, with Joy there,
once also with Brad, she felt she never got the time to focus exclusively
on this exquisite quim, and now she made up for that by lavishing her most
polished skills on it.

   Carmela sighed, in heaven as Laura's tongue worked its magic, slithering
into the wet crease, then sliding out again across the firm, erect little
berry of her clitoris.  "Unh!  Unh!" she gasped.

   "Hold on . . ." Laura murmured to her.  "I don't want you to come yet.
Not yet, my darling.  Not until I say okay.  Laura wants to feast.  What a
beautiful pussy you have.  I want to suck and swallow it."

   "Oh Laura . . .  please!"

   But Laura, temporarily at least, ignored her need to come.  Carmela was
simply too beautiful, her delicious, sleek black body writhing there in the
rumpled white sheets, her sexual whimpering coming from deep in her lungs
as she gyrated her pelvis up into Laura's face, she was simply far too
gorgeous for Laura to end it prematurely.  I would love to fuck you
forever, my darling, she thought.  I love Makeeda, but she is not here; you
and I are here, and we are going to get the most of it.

   For the next two or three minutes-a wonderful eternity of pleasure in
Laura's mind-she licked Carmela's sweet, buttery young pussy, not even
using her fingers except to pull back the girl's swollen cunt lips now and
then to expose the inner glistening treasure, letting her tongue explore
every distinct taste of Carmela's intimate fluids and the tangy raw flesh
inside her oozing trench.  It must have semed like an eternity to Carmela
too, for she soon began bucking and trembling and straining and gasping in
frenzied desperation.

   "Oh god!  Oh god, I'm going to come!  Oh god, Laura, please . . .  unh!
Unh!  I'm going to come!  Let me come!  Help me come!  Unh!  Oh god!"

   "Yes, honey, you are, you are," Laura panted to her.  "I know you can't
hold it back.  I know it's almost here.  Give it to Laura now . . .  give
it to me now.  That's it . . .  that's it . . .  yes . . .  yes . . ."

   "Unh!  Ohnnggg!  Ungh!  Oh god!"

   Carmela was whimpering and writhing, the light dancing over her gleaming
black flesh as she strained and churned her way toward a dazzling finish.
Now Laura slipped two fingers back into the girl's juice pit, just a little
penetration to bring her closer, closer.  And she positively assaulted
Carmela's little erect clit with her tongue and lips.  Carmela gasped and
her body seized up suddenly.

   "Unnmmggh!"

   This time instead of groaning or crying out, she simply mewled and
shuddered through a seemingly endless climax, with Laura's lips glued to
her throbbing clit and Laura's fingers embedded in her spasming slit. 
Laura loved hearing her partner moan uncontrollably, but this orgasm was so
intense that she knew Carmela was being scorched deep by a supreme pleasure
that did not need to scream its presence.  Carmela quivered and bucked a
little, her beautiful face locked in a trance of rapture so deep that it
literally took a few minutes after the fiercest shocks for her to surface.

   "Ohhnnnn . . .  ohhhnnnnn!" she finally sighed, her eyelids fluttering
open as the most intense waves passed.  Her eyes were glazed.  "Oh shit . .
.  I died.  Oh Laura."

   Now that the solemn intensity of this overwhelming climax was past,
Laura permitted herself to smile.  She removed her fingers from Carmela's
sweet, tight pussy and slid up to kiss her.  "Then I'm glad you are
resurrected, because I have future plans for you.  I couldn't live without
this marvelous body of yours."

   Carmela pouted, but only playfully.  "If you're getting married . . . 
how can I ever do this with you again?"

   "Oh, we'll find a way," Laura reassured her.  "Maybe I'll just have to
introduce you to her.  Why should I get to have all the fun?  Excuse me, I
mean me and Stacy."

   "Stacy would kill me if she knew," Carmela said, something she had also
said earlier.  "She's a little possessive." She paused for a brief
reflection, sitting up, her marvelous naked breasts swaying.  "You know,
maybe we shouldn't.  I mean, your friend might say she isn't jealous but
might really be.  That would just cause trouble.  Maybe we should just keep
sneaking around."

   Carmela's black eyes flashed with mischief.  Laura dragged her back down
into the tangled sheets.  "I think I would like it if you do the same to
me," she murmured into the girl's smooth, slightly sweaty black neck.  "How
about it?"

   Carmela pushed those same scrumptious naked breasts into Laura's,
knowing how it excited them both, especially to feel their nipples brushing
and mashing together.  "Mmmm, I think I am going to taste some pink pussy
now and make somebody scream."

   "Oh god, I think you are . . ." Laura gasped.





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