       Laura - Chapter 332
       
       
       
       Months had passed since Laura had seen Shelley Collins, the Macys underwear model who had so captivated her with her tan lines, her cascades of long, thin braids, her fresh, artless ways, her craving to be hard-fucked from behind, which sent her into wild, squealing paroxysms of coming.  Shelleys roommate Margaret, with whom, Laura knew, she was deeply in love and lust, had returned from a long working sojourn in Paris. 
       
        Shelley and Laura had pulled out all the stops in the week before Margarets return in hopes of burning out as much of their shared physical desire as they could.  Shelley, Laura also knew, would never fool around when Margaret was home, and she had also cautioned Laura that Margaret was the jealous type.  Laura remembered with affection how Shelley had even let a celibate day elapse between their last frenzied fucking and Margarets return so she would have time to get the guilt behind her and not have to think about it when I see her.
       
       Since Laura too would never fool around when Makeeda was home, she understood completely why they had not seen each other and occasionally wondered if they ever would again, given the constraints they were both willing to observe.  On the other hand, it would be a great loss never to hold the charming, lean, lovely Shelley in her arms again, or to hear her kittenish sexual whimpering, or even to hear her nagging fears that Margaret would discover her infidelities with Laura and thus reject her forever.  Poor, darling, sweet Shelley.
       
       I did adore you, my angel.
       
       Nevertheless, she kept hoping that maybe one day at Macys . . . she might run into her, as she had the first time, when Shelley had approached her to sniff a perfume she was considering, a wholly transparent charade, she later confessed, contrived to help her meet Laura.  And, if you hope something long enough, maybe the Good Faerie will hear you.  Laura always passed by the perfume counter before leaving the store, just in hopes that, dream of dreams, Shelley would be there.  And one evening as she was lingering in Macys after work, she saw her.
       
       Oh my god!
       
       Carefully, she approached Shelley from behind, not to give herself away.  Shelley was alone, fortunately, and idly handling some stylish new product.  Laura came up behind her and whispered in her marvelous dark brown ear.
       
       Im going to grab your lovely braids and carry you off to my castle and have my way with your beautiful body, she whispered, being careful to jump back a little as Shelleys head whipped around in surprise.  Even so, some of the long mane of thin braids skittered across her forearm.
       
       Laura!  Oh god, you scared the shit out of me!
       
       I hope not, Laura laughed.
       
       Shelleys face burst into the kind of smile that lit up the week in a flashing supernova glow.  I dont know what to say.  Im . . . turning to hot jelly right here.  I was afraid Id never see you again.
       
       For a moment they didnt say anything but simply seemed to let their eyes resonate and pulse together.  They had been ardent lovers, and then, through no fault of their own, had been forced by prior commitments to separate for months.  Now their feelings were intermingling again, right in the middle of a busy department store.  The feelings, Laura realized, were too deep, mixed, and complex to express in mere words.  And neither knew how to broach the subject of a more intimate intermingling.  Was it still possible?
       
       Hows Margaret? she suddenly asked softly, getting right to the point.
       
       Hows Makira? Shelley smiled and shot back at her.
       
       Makeeda, Laura corrected her.
       
       Sorry.  Makeeda.  Never mind.  Me first.  Margaret is in New York shooting a Vogue layout.  I think the white girls get all the best jobs.
       
       Laura, not knowing how to respond to this or even if it was true, brushed right on past it.  Makeeda is appearing in Vancouver for two weeks.  She purposely veiled her eyelids suggestively.  She told me deliberately not to get involved with any Macys underwear models while she was gone.  She winked.   Im lonely.  I want to . . . you know.
       
       I want to too, Shelley said, under her breath, but noticeably excited.  I think everybodys looking at us and knows we want to do it.  She looked around nervously.
       
       Lets go somewhere where they cant look, then.
       
       My place?  I know you dont like to use yours.
       
       Laura brushed the back of Shelleys hand with her fingertips.  Yours is so much closer, she murmured.
       
       Shelleys phenomenal mouth made a cute moue.  Follow me.
       
       Shelleys car was parked, as it had been the first time she had picked up Laura at the Macys perfume counter, in the subterranean parking garage across the street from the store.  In ten minutes they were inside her high rise apartment, the one she shared with the absent Margaret, adjacent to the Moscone Center.  Just inside the door they were kissing and clawing each other voraciously.
       
       Its been too long! Laura panted, sucking her neck.
       
       Dont leave any marks on me! Shelley panted.  Margaret will see!
       
       Laura paused and drew her face back a little to look Shelley directly in the eye.  I would never endanger your relationship with Margaret, she said solemnly.  I just want to eat you alive is all.
       
       I know, Shelley giggled softly.  But you are a wild animal.  You suck.  You bite.
       
       I want to swallow you, Laura panted, kissing her neck again, her ear.  I want to kiss and lick that delectable little scar of yours.  Before I fuck the screaming mee mees out of you.
       
       Shelley pulled away, teasing Laura, making Laura follow her deeper into the apartment.  I forgot what a freak you are.  You and your kinky little needs.
       
       If you only knew, darling, Laura snickered inwardly.  I love your body.
       
       Shelley flirted, ever the coquette.  Even my scar?  Nobody ever wanted to lick my scar before.  Not even Margaret.
       
       Laura drew her close again and encircled her slender waist with both arms, perching her folded-together hands on the beautifully out-jutting ledge of Shelleys magnificent swelling rump.  She nuzzled Shelleys smooth brown cheek.  
       
       I am kinky that way, she confessed.  I even want to kiss that adorable little birthmark on the side of Katie Courics neck, every time I see it.  Im a little scar-and-birthmark freakazoid.  Whenever I see her giving the news Im mesmerized.
       
       Shelley pretended to pout.  I thought I was unique.
       
       My darling, you are unsurpassed.  Katie couldnt hold a candle to you.
       
       Now they kissed more heatedly than ever.  Shelley modulated from playing the coquette into more of the happy, hungry slut Laura knew her to be.  Come in the bedroom and fuck with me.  Im dying for it, she whispered.
       
       They undressed on the way and were naked by the time they reached Shelleys bed, where Laura remembered having had such delicious sex many times before, when Margaret, whom she had never met, was gone.  They quickly ripped away the bed coverings and hopped onto the sheet, Laura enveloping the delicious girl in passionate embrace.
       
       Oh my god, I forgot about your tan lines! she gasped, licking Shelleys shoulder and letting her tongue trail down the rich brown skin to the lighter patches which had been concealed by her bikini.  You are the tan lines champion of the world.  God, it makes your body even ten times more beautiful than it already is.
       
       Shelley merely smiled and giggled softly with delight.  She did indeed have a marvelous body, and marvelous tan lines, achieved by sunbathing on her small deck in her bikini.  Though not light-skinned, like for example Shontay, she was certainly not dark like Frankie, or Carmela, or Dee Dee, none of whom could ever have these amazing patches of skin that were paler than the surrounding territory.  It looked as if Shelley were still actually wearing the bikini, though it was completely transparent, so that you could see her mouth-watering, large, dark brown nipples through it, and the small shiny black patch of pubic hair in her crotch, concealing the treasure Laura sought.
       
       Laura filled her hands with the girls beautiful naked breasts, so full and firm, and solemnly lowered her lips to the small, shiny round raised bump just below Shelleys throat, the little keloid scar she had mentioned earlier, so fetching to her lips.  Carefully, tenderly, she kissed it with deep affection.
       
       This time instead of scoffing, Shelley looked down in wonderment.  You really do want to kiss it, dont you, she said in a hushed voice.
       
       Laura looked up at her without answering, lifting the peerless globes of Shelleys naked breasts in her hands and lowering her lips to one of them.  I really want to kiss these too.
       
       Oh god, Laura, you are so fucking sexy! Shelley gasped.  Ive never fucked with anyone as sexy as you are.
       
       Mmmmm, Laura raised both eyebrows, but only playfully.  Even Margaret?
       
       Shelley laughed but then quickly moaned with pleasure as she watched one of her large nipples disappear between Lauras lips, into Lauras mouth.  Oh!  Ohhhhhh!
       
       Mmmnnggg, Laura merely made happy and hungry sucking and eating sounds as she devoured the womans luscious young breast.
       
       Shelley patted and stroked the back of Lauras head, letting herself be sucked and quivering with delight.  I love the way you do that, she purred, watching Laura lick her wet nipple, then suck it, then lick it again.  Youre making me very wet.
       
       That makes two of us, Laura grinned up at her.  But I want to suck these forever.  She moved her mouth to Shelleys other nipple, devouring it just as hungrily as the first one.
       
       They were sitting half-entangled in the middle of the mattress, but upright, so that Shelleys marvelous naked breasts were in their full out-thrusting glory, though cradled one at a time in Lauras palms.  Laura mouth-mauled them, but not roughly, instead with slow, insistent passion.
       
       Shelley stroked Lauras hair while Laura sucked her nipples, more and more passionately.  They were wet with Lauras saliva, the centers protruding stiffly as she lashed them with her tongue.  Shelley panted softly, then more and more rapidly.
       
       Im a runny river, she panted into Lauras ear.  I think you need to fuck me fast.
       
       Laura inched closer, adjusting her legs, slipping one thigh under Shelleys, knowing only inches separated their oozing, throbbing cunts.  Scoot toward me, honey, she panted.  We can fuck just like this.
       
       She couldnt remember if they had tribbed in the past.  Probably.  But she knew Shelleys position of choice was being rammed from the rear, like Allisha and a few others.  It made them erupt in shocking, squealing orgasms, lucky things.  There were few experiences as thrilling as bringing a delicious young beauty to squealing orgasms while ramming her beautiful tight pussy from the rear.  That would have to wait.  They were both so wet and ready that they had to come together without breaking the flow.
       
       Laura raised her face to Shelleys, sucking her lips before kissing her ravenously.  Push your pussy into mine, she gasped, suddenly feeling their wet crotches meet.
       
       Shelley gasped and actually sagged briefly, almost imperceptibly, in Lauras arms, before digging her fingers into Lauras back and pushing her wet, warm pussy even more aggressively into Lauras.  Oh . . . yes! she gasped urgently.
       
       They kissed feverishly, and Laura could feel Shelleys damp nipples, damp from her own warm spittle, pushing into her own breasts, while Shelley stabbed her tongue deep into Lauras mouth, squirming and whimpering as they both pumped, faster, faster, pushing their aching wet cunts together, pumping, churning.  
       
       After several sensual minutes of this, Laura was in a frenzy of incipient sexual release, gyrating, biting her lower lip, even grunting in low, urgent gutturals.  She panted, softly, quickly, into Shelleys ear.  Can you come this way?
       
       God, yes! Shelley whooped.  Do it harder!
       
       In a very natural motion, Laura pushed her gently down onto her back to gain more leverage, rising up over Shelleys lovely, churning body and now fucking her forcefully by jamming her own pussy into Shelleys, grasping Shelleys breasts and squeezing them, pumping rapidly, urgently, looking into Shelleys flashing brown eyes, then leaning down to kiss her savagely.
       
       Unghhh!  Ungghh!
       
       Oh!  Laura!  Oh!
       
       Ungghh!
       
       Oh!  Oh dear!
       
       Laura saw the spark of Shelleys orgasm deep in her eyes a split second before Shelley herself realized it was piercing her.  The next few seconds were a violent maelstrom of thrashing, groaning, and loud cries as they collided in a perfect storm of coming.  
       
       Anngghiiiee . . . ohhhggmmnn . . . ahhhnnnggiiieee! Shelley erupted in wild screams, her lovely svelte body surging and straining up into Lauras down-thrusting hips, mashing her pussy into Lauras and gurgling as wave after wave of her climax wrenched her.
       
       Laura was equally overpowered by her own orgasm, which clenched her in a hot, quick fist of killing pleasure before releasing her to fall forward onto Shelleys panting body.  Unngghhhh . . . oh god . . . annngghhhhh! she groaned, still feeling the popping and flashing in her womb and pussy as the trailing spasms diminished.
       
       It had been fewer than five minutes since they had entered Shelleys apartment, and here they were entangled and panting and wincing in the aftermath of a thrilling sexual clinch, smiling and giggling together, unwilling to release each other.
       
       The last time I came this fast was when Margaret came back from Paris, Shelley confessed softly against Lauras cheek.  We just came in here and did about the same thing you and I just did.  We just exploded.  It only took a few seconds.
       
       Laura kissed her nose.  Thats what happens when you wait too long.
       
       Shelley didnt speak for a few seconds as she regained her breath.  Ill bet you and Makira do that too, after shes been gone a while.
       
       Makeeda, Laura corrected, for the umpteenth time.
       
       Sorry.  I keep getting her name wrong, Shelley was contrite.  Guess Im jealous.  Only a little, though.  Shes a lucky thing, but at least I get to have you once in a while.  Like this.
       
       Yes, you do.  Laura nuzzled her.  It all happened so fast, I didnt get to kiss you all over this wonderful body.
       
       She began making up for lost time with her insatiable mouth.  Shelley was still on her back, with Laura slumped loosely forward on her, and their legs were still entangled, their wet crotches close but now less urgently glued together.  Laura kissed her neck and shoulders and throat, and her little puffed up shiny scar again.
       
       Cant keep your lips off it, can you, Shelley giggled softly.  Katie Couric, eat your heart out.  Laura loves my scar.
       
       Its just the thing that makes you perfect, you know, Laura purred, now disentangling their bodies so that she could get her mouth on other parts of Shelleys delicious flesh, so smooth and brown, so damp with the sweat of their recent exertions.
       
       Youd better watch it or youll get me going again, Shelley panted softly.  Dont you think we should take a break?  Maybe share a beer or something?  Its kind of hot in here.
       
       She waved a hand in front of her face like a fan.  This made her marvelous breasts jiggle, and Laura could not keep her hands, or her notorious mouth, off them.  For several hot seconds she sucked Shelleys large brown nipples into wet stiff cones again.
       
       Oh shit . . . youre getting me so hot! Shelley gasped, wriggling away.  Stop it . . . just for a minute, okay?  I want to talk.  I want to cool off.  She turned kittenish and sweet, nuzzling Lauras jaw.  Then I want you to ram-fuck me hard, from behind, like youve done before.  Even Margaret wont ram me the way you do.  It makes me see stars.
       
       Oooohhhh baby! Laura teased her, kissing her ardently, squeezing her with anticipation.  I have missed this girl!
       
       Laughing, she pursued Shelley, both stark naked, into the kitchen of her apartment, where Shelley uncapped a cold bottle of beer from the refrigerator and handed it to her.  Dont drink too much.  Were sharing.
       
       Is this the last one?
       
       No.  Its romantic.  Were sharing.  Come out on the deck.  We can be naked and make the perverts drool.
       
       You make me drool, Laura told her, watching the perfect brown moons of Shelleys bottom jounce and clench as she walked.
       
       But Shelleymores the pity, thought Laurawas not one of those girls who allowed the rear invasion.  She had the bottom for it but not the appetite.  No anal fucking, she had once told Laura in a sort of prim outburst that was unlike her usual wanton self.  Very nasty and dirty.  You do it with someone else; not with me.
       
       Laura considered that was fair enough.  There were enough Frankies and Dawns and darling Makeedas in the world to accommodate her nastier urges.  But it was a pity.  She stroked Shelleys incredible naked ass with her fingertips while Shelley was taking her turn at the beer bottle.
       
       Shelley pointed at a building about a block and a half away to the east.  See that apartment building?  Count up . . . about seven floors?  One two three four five six seven.  Then over from the corner three windows.  Theres somebody whos got a telescope.  Once in a while, when hes looking, you can see the sun glinting off it.
       
       I thought you were afraid hed come over here and murder you.  Because of some movie you saw once.
       
       I am, Shelley smiled.  But Im just a shameless little showoff too.  She shimmed her marvelous, mouth-watering naked breasts in the direction of the hypothetical telescope.  A shameless little hussy, my grandmother used to call me.  I was a terror when I was thirteen.  Waggling my ass in front of all the boys in the neighborhood.  That was before I discovered girls like you.  She flirted with Laura, batting her long eyelashes seductively.  
       
       Lets kiss and give him a thrill, Laura said, pulling her close.  The cold, clammy, sweaty beer bottle pressed against her thigh.  Oh shit . . . put that down!  She grabbed the bottle out of Shelleys hand and set it on the little white metal table by the lounging chair.
       
       Shelley laughed.  If we get him hot and bothered, hell come over here and murder us both.
       
       Or fuck us both.
       
       Shelley laughed again.  That would . . . I dont know, how would you feel about that?
       
       Laura grinned.  I guess it would depend on what he looks like.  No trolls or bikers.  A Robert Mitchum type I could go for.  You know, rugged, druggy eyes, nonchalant.  A hard ass.
       
       A hard ass with a hard-on?  Shelley came back into Lauras arms, pushing her superlative naked breasts into Lauras.  Gosh, you know, I havent had sex with a guy in about . . .  She counted silently.  Six or seven years.  Since before Margaret..
       
       Laura kissed her before she could continue, a slow, sensual kiss, with lots of lovely stroking and squeezing and mingling tongues.  If he came over here, I wouldnt let him in, she murmured against Shelleys long brown neck.  I want to fuck you myself and wouldnt let him near you.
       
       Shelley panted and kissed Laura back, grabbing her face and kissing her aggressively.  I think we better go back inside.  Im ready for Scene Two.  Where you ram me hard.
       
       Mmmm.  Me too.
       
       She followed Shelley back into the apartment, snatching up the neglected, half-empty bottle of beer at the last moment.  So long, perverts and Peeping Toms, she thought.  Ill be thinking of you while I fuck the delicious Shelley.  On second thought, no, I wont.  Im going to enjoy it totally for myself alone.  Your loss is my gain.
       
       She could feel her lust meter rising again as she followed Shelley back into her bedroom, past the closed door to Margarets.  Eat your heart out, Margaret darling.  Im about to ram-fuck your sweetie.  At her request, I might add.
       
       At a small distance the marvelous tan lines accentuating the curves of Shelleys body were wildly tantalizing.  When you were closer to her, holding her, nuzzling and caressing and kissing her body everywhere, you didnt notice them as much, but when she was a few steps away, they were enchanting and simply made Laura want to eat her alive.
       
       I want to eat you alive, she purred, giving voice to her thought and inner desires, knowing Shelley loved to be wanted.
       
       Shelley got the strap-on dildo she kept just for such a purpose as this ram fucking out of her dresser drawer and handed it to Laura.  The cock itself, Laura now remembered when she saw it, was thicker and shorter and stubbier than any she had ever seen before, and yet she also knew from experience that it certainly did the trick for Shelley, who had climaxed like the end of the world the last time Laura had done this to her.
       
       Shelley flirted while Laura slipped into the straps and tightened them.  Youre going to have to do me first, she panted softly.  I cant wait while you eat me alive.
       
       Laura smirked back.  I guess since Im the only one here besides you, you will get it when I give it to you.
       
       Dont be mean, Laura.  I remember how you did me last time.  I died of coming.  Dont tell Margaret, but Ive never come as hard as that.
       
       Laura couldnt help grinning.  I wont tell her.  But you are my fuck slave.  Lie down on your back and spread your legs, my darling.  Auntie Laura wants to eat.
       
       Shelley gave her a pouty but flirtatious smile and did as asked.  She loved being desired.  You lucky dog, Margaret, Laura thought.  All you have to do is love her and she turns into this marvelous, pliant, sweet, gorgeous, quivering feast of beautiful smooth brown warm flesh for you, I bet.  But you dont get her right now.  I do.
       
       Again she started with Shelleys scrumptious breasts, squeezing and sucking them passionately.  But she knew that Shelley was telling the truth about needing to be fucked, and so she couldnt take very long getting to The Act itself.  She already had the strap-on dildo fixed in place for a vigorous romp, and these were just the preliminaries.
       
       But oh what delicious preliminaries.  Shelleys wet, thickening, dark nipples stood in puffed up, stiffened cones against her lips.  She descended, kissing the marvelous firm sweep of the girls midriff down to her lower belly, and then scooted even lower, quickly pressing her lips to the blossoming nether mouth of Shelleys oozing pussy.
       
       Oh!  Ohhhhhh . . . yessssss! Shelley sighed, her head falling back, her hands sliding up to her own firm breasts, which Laura had only moments ago abandoned, squeezing them herself and twisting her jutting, saliva-damp nipples.  Oh . . . Laura . . . just a little, please!  Ill come!  Ill come too soon!
       
       Laura smiled, licking the tangy, swollen lips of Shelleys glistening wet pussy, all fiery hot pink inside.  Mmmmm . . . not if I can help it, you darling.  I am going to fuck you the way you want to be fucked . . . and you are going to come unbelievably.
       
       But in truth, she too didnt know if they would make it to that desired moment.  Shelley was swooning in the grip of a delirious sexual mania, slowly gyrating her hips now, sliding her pussy across Lauras lips, gasping in sharp little bursts as Laura sucked and tongue-stroked her bulging, swollen clit.  
       
       Oh!  Oh!
       
       She was so beautiful in this state that Laura had to restrain herself from delivering the full measure of her skillful love assault, knowing she could make the lovely girl pop in seconds, if she wanted to.  
       
       Oh!  Oh!
       
       Here . . . honey . . . turn you over . . . yes . . . like this . . . so we can get to the part you want so much . . . okay . . . thats it . . . yes . . . like that . . .
       
       Unngghhh! Shelley groaned a little louder, looking back over her shoulder and wincing as Laura, crouching behind her smooth round buns, slid the dildo into the soupy warm cauldron of her uptilted pussy, pushing it in as deep as it would go.  Ungggghhh . . . oh shit, yes!
       
       Laura realized she was holding her breath from the excitement.  She smiled, seeing the signs of bliss spread over what she could see of Shelleys face, and exhaled slowly, running her hands up the girls supple dark brown back to her shoulders and beginning to thrust gently in and out.  Shelley responded by again gyrating her whole pelvis up and back into Lauras thrusts.
       
       Unnn . . . unnnnn . . . uunnmmmm . . . she began to grunt softly, after a minute of this slow churning.
       
       Oh god, darling, you are beautiful, Laura murmured, bending forward, and dropping down, mashing her own dangling breasts into Shelleys long naked back as she kissed the tops of her shoulders and frenched her delectable brown ear, breathing hotly into it.  You are so beautiful . . . I love fucking you . . .
       
       Unnggggg . . . unnmmmgggg . . .
       
       The slow rhythm of her thrusting seemed to damp down the fires of Shelleys need temporarily, and the two of them fell into a gentle rocking that set them both broiling but at a lower temperature than before.  Shelley truly enjoyed being fucked this way and was not about to end it prematurely.  As for Laura, her hands and mouth were as busy as ever kissing and caressing Shelleys smooth shoulder blades, the nape of her neck, which she reached by pushing aside cascades of thin black braids, and even her cheeks and forehead, mashing her breasts into Shelleys back as she reared up and speared her more and more vigorously with the strap-on.
       
       Ungghh!  Owwwnnggg!
       
       Oh honey . . . oh honey . . . ! Laura panted.
       
       Make it deeper! Shelley whimpered.
       
       Oh . . . really deep?
       
       Yes.  Yes!  Do it . . . again!  Ungghhh!  Owwnnmmggg!
       
       Laura realized, though it was too late to do anything about it, that any of her own lengthier strap-on dildos would have given Shelley even more of the thrills she craved.  This little, short, thick one did the trick, but Shelley seemed to want deeper penetration than it was capable of.  At any rate, she now began to ram her more and more energetically with it, knowing that this was what she was expected to do.  Now, however, she held onto the base of it with three fingers and her thumb, since both of them were writhing and bumping and pumping more wildly now and there was more risk of it slipping out.
       
       And her increased force had the desired effect.  Shelley grew progressively more aroused and wild, writhing and groaning under Lauras punishing thrusts, gasping and gurgling, mewling and twisting, pushing her whole pelvis back and up into each sharp, pistoning lunge of Lauras.  Oh, were almost there . . . almost there . . . Laura panted to herself.  She knew Shelley was nearly at the peak, that a few more piercing thrusts would boost her over.
       
       Unhhhh . . . unhhhh! she heard herself grunting as she now grabbed Shelleys twisting hips and plunged the dildo as deep as it would go into her clinging pussy.
       
       Awwoongggg!  Shelley threw her head back, her long, svelte body almost buckling under Lauras powerful, almost masculine thrusts.  Yesssss!  Awwonnngg!  Yesssss!  Ungghhh!  Yesssss!
       
       And then she was whooping crazily, and then she was coming in fierce, shocking jolts, her lovely naked body shaking and quaking violently, flexing and spasming from the impact of severe orgasmic eruptions.
       
       Annngghhnnniiigggeee! she cried out, flipping and shuddering as Laura continued to slam the dildo hard and deep into her pussy, holding the base of it with one hand and clutching Shelleys shoulder with the other, ramming her, ramming her mercilessly.  Annngghhnnniiigggeee! Shelley cried out again, then pitched forward onto the mattress, her cries subsiding into long, almost painful moans as the force of her climax died away slowly.
       
       Laura slumped forward on top of her, no longer thrusting, but panting nearly as heavily, then rolling slightly to the side, realizing that her body pressing down on Shelley was making it difficult for Shelley to regain her breath.  
       
       They stayed like that as if in suspended animation for a long moment, neither one knew how long.  Only the clamminess of the wet dildo against her thigh made Shelley finally sigh and grimace and giggle and pull away from Laura.  Eeewwwgghh!  Its all wet!  Dont touch me with it!
       
       Sorry, Laura giggled in return, removing the apparatus and pushing it safely to the crumpled sheets at the end of the bed.
       
       Shelley, on her side, looked at Laura with awe.  I want you to know that I never fucked in my whole life like I do with you.  Not with men, not with Margaret, not with anybody.  Laura, you are a monster.  Sex with you is, like, a whole new level.   You wouldnt think anybody could even have an orgasm like that one.
       
       Laura kissed her nose.  Im glad you think Im worthy of adoring this fantastic body, she whispered, kissing Shelleys shoulder, cupping her breasts in both hands, feeling herself as horny as she had ever been, her lust quotient pumped up wildly by watching Shelley climax.
       
       She could see that Shelley was too exhausted just this instant to follow through with an equal payback, and so they cuddled and kissed and murmured for another twenty minutes before the ardor again built up to the bursting point.  Shelley took Laura to heaven this time, in only seconds, it seemed.  They managed to fuck through dinner time and into the later hours.
       
       Want to stay the night? Shelley nuzzled her neck.  No one will know.  We can sleep right here.
       
       Im hungry, Laura frowned.
       
       Me too.  I guess I forgot.
       
       I have to go home and feed the cats.  And myself.
       
       We could order out a pizza.
       
       The cats dont like pizza, Laura smiled.
       
       Shelley pouted.  When will I see you again?
       
       Next time Margaret goes out of town, you give me a call.
       
       Shelley was still disconsolate, watching glumly as Laura dressed.  If that guy with the telescope comes over here and murders me, will you tell the police?
       
       Of course, my darling.
       
       Even if it means Makira finds out?
       
       Makeeda.
       
       Makeeda.  Sorry.  Shelley pouted charmingly.  Will you?
       
       Laura kissed her long and deep at the door.  If he does, Ill murder him.
       
       Oh good, Shelley beamed.  Itll mean you love me after all.
       
       Laura pecked her on the cheek.  Yes.  Itll mean I do.
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
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The Laura story chapters are now available, in both text and html formats, on the ASS html archive site at http://www.asstr.org/~laura.  Text files may also be downloaded via FTP at ftp://ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/laura.  The chapters are now also available in html format at http://www.thevalkyrie.com/stories/miranda/index.html.   Copyright Miranda Mars, 1999-2009.  It is unlawful to reprint or otherwise distribute this material without the written consent of the author. 


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