       Laura - Chapter 342
       
       
       
       
       
       It was hot.  Hot hot.  Too hot.  Laura was walking home from the BART station, after work.  It occurred to her that dear darling Ashley might be outside washing the car again, being such an exhibitionist, taking such delight in showing off her tight little very black gleaming body to the world at such moments.  A thin film of sweat brought on by the heat would make her skin shine like true ebony.  Her flexing thighs would be enough to make the observer have a quick little secret orgasm on the spot.  At least me, it would, Laura thought.  It was a two-block veer out of the way for her to pass by that house, and the heat was turgid, heavy, and constant, punctuated now even more by a brisk hot breeze.  
       
       If shes not out there doing it, washing it, Im just wasting my time, she thought.  She had not see the girl since Ashley had barged in on her at home, and they had fucked enthusiastically on the sofa in the living room with the photograph of Makeedas deceased mother looking on.  This was the one and only time Laura had violated her vow never to have sex with anyone but Makeeda under that roof.  She had been unable to resist; Ashley had known it; and Laura had suffered through varying degrees of guilt ever since.  But the sex had been amazing.  Ashley had wanted to be fucked by Laura using a strap-on, and the results had curled their toes.
       
       She had not exactly avoided Ashley after that, but she hadnt rushed and clamored to see her again either.  Makeeda had returned.  There had been the disappointing business with Gail.  Darling Frankie, when available.  One thrilling interlude with the real estate agent Paula.  (Must call her. Wow!)  Gorgeous Allisha (finding her g-spot had to be more fun than anyone should be allowed in this universe).  A few bouts with Bonnie, a fleeting moment with Nyomi before Grandma brought Alana home.  (We probably never fucked in such a hurry before, Laura grinned, remembering it.  God.  Volcanoes!)  Ashley was a student at the university too, which certainly filled up her time, so that making sexual mischief in Lauras life was a low priority.
       
       It was hot.  All she really wanted to do was get home quickly and take a shower.  Or run in her underwear through the sprinkler on the front lawn, as she had done as a kid.  Or get that incredible Ashley to run naked through it with me, she thought, laughing softly but out loud.  Then we could go inside and fuck until we melted into puddles of sweat and hose water.  She found that as she was having these silly reveries, her feet had turned the corner at the next intersection and were heading the two blocks toward Ashleys sisters house.  I guess I really wanted to go there after all, she realized.
       
       But when she got two blocks over and turned right, she felt suddenly lost and bewildered.  She had only come this way once, on her way home from the organic produce market, and now all the houses looked like potentials to her; she couldnt recall which one Ashley had been washing her sisters car in front of.  It was not until she was a third into the next block that she recognized the car, an old partially faded blue Buick, parked in the driveway.  And, wonder of wonders, there was a hose on the ground nearby, and a small three-step ladder next to the car.  But no Ashley.  Still, she mustve been there a minute ago.  A slow grin spread over Lauras face.  She realized that the feeling was akin to the anticipation you felt when you would soon see your lover naked.  Ashley wouldnt be naked when she reappeared, but she would be almost better than that: wearing her short shorts and halter top, showing off as much of that gorgeous, smooth black skin as she could get away with and still be relatively decent.  (It was her sisters car, after all.)
       
       What do I do?  Go up the steps and ring the bell? Laura wondered.  Or just wait?  Can Ashley come out and play?  I want to play doctor with her.  I want to give her a physical.  
       
       She was giggling to herself over her sophomoric wit when Ashley appeared from around the side of the house, holding a wet sponge in one hand.  Laura! she exclaimed, as if the bank examiner had suddenly appeared and she were about to be carted off to the Big House.  Oh god . . . its you!
       
       Its me, Laura grinned.  Her eyes were taking in the scenery.  More like devouring the body.
       
       God, I actually fucked this hot little creature! she realized.  Twice!  Ashley was wearing tight white shorts this time.  They were almost more provocative than the Daisy Dukes she had been wearing the first time, probably because they looked like they had been painted on, and the stark white of the cloth emphasized the coal black sheen of her skin.
       
       Oh god, Ashley, I could eat you alive, Laura said under her breath, quickly glancing around to make sure no one was in hearing distance.
       
       Ashley loved being the apple of Lauras eye.  She loved flaunting her taut little gleaming body.  She did a series of pivots and dips and bends and other moves that showed off her attributes, and Laura tried not to go gaga on the spot.  Ashley bent over to pick up the hose, then put one foot on the first step of the small ladder.
       
       We cant do anything, she whispered furtively.  My sister Audrey is home.
       
       Oh.  Laura nodded.  Well . . . at least I can watch, cant I?  Best show in town.  They say she does a strip tease if you give her money.
       
       Ashley broke into a huge grin.  For you . . . no money, even.  And more than a strip tease.  They say
       
       But Laura shook her head and put her finger to her lips to make her stop.  This repartee was fun, but the thought of Ashleys sister inside the house overhearing them made her nervous.
       
       Ashley stopped in mid-sentence.  She leaves for work in about twenty minutes, she said, again in a whisper.  Shes a nurse.  Kaiser Oakland.  She works the night shift.
       
       I . . . could come back.
       
       Ashley, after looking around, shimmied her ghetto booty at Laura, dark eyes sparkling.  Promise?
       
       Oh god yes, I promise!
       
       Twenty minutes, Ashley winked.  She turned and shamelessly displayed her swelling, beautiful ass to Laura.  All yours, she smiled.
       
       Laura could barely trust herself to speak, she was so overcome by seething, burbling lechery.  See you in half an hour.
       
       Ashley playfully pouted.  Twenty minutes.  I cant wait.
       
       Me either, Laura laughed, quickly walking away, trying not to look back, since she still had about four blocks to cover.
       
       She covered them fast and was sweating profusely by the time she reached her house.  Hi cats, she greeted her feline friends, peeling off her outer garments as she walked.  Hot enough for you babies?  Mommys got to rush.  Ill feed you in a minute . . . then . . . off to get my fill of incredible hot pussy.  Remember that darling little black girl with the tight body who dropped by here unexpectedly about a month ago?  And we scared the two of you into the back bedroom because we were fucking so loudly in there on the sofa?  The girl you promised never to tell Makeeda about?  Yes, that one.  Well, shes only waiting down the street for Mommy Laura to come back and fuck her pretty little body to heaven about forty times.  What do you say to that?
       
       The cats looked at her as if she were mildly insane, and their end-of-day hunger was the only thing that mattered.  Which, of course, was true.  
       
       God, its hot, she said to them.  I could use a shower.  But Ill only get all sweaty again fucking with Ashley.
       
       Half naked in her slip, she went into the kitchen and poured out plenty of kibble into their bowls.
       
       I hope you guys arent getting fat.  I dont exactly feed you on a regular schedule, do I.
       
       They disregarded her and plunged into dinner.  Both had been neutered, Laura reflected, so knew nothing about sex.  Or hot young pussy.  Poor them, she thought as she changed.  If you fellas could only get your boners back, you would love this little piece Ashley.  If she were a cat, of course.  Shes enough to make your liver quiver.
       
       In lieu of a shower, she did a quick sponge bath and slipped into her jeans and a light top, no bra.  Why put it on only to take it off again?  She snatched up her little valise, knowing how Ashley had taken so enthusiastically to being strap-on fucked, and with a scratch behind the ears for each cat, she was out the door and down the steps to her car.  Outside the heat hit her again like a wall, and she tried not to wilt on her way back to Ashleys.  It was unusual for it to be this hot, and it somehow altered your perspective on everything.  For example, both she and Ashley were ripe for a physical collision, but the weather made you feel languid and lazy, more in the mood for a slow, sensual rubbing that a gouging, whinnying, gasping, moaning super fuck.
       
       Well . . . well just have to play it by ear, she thought as she pulled up in front of the house and saw that the faded blue Buick was gone.  Big Sis, off to work! she thought brightly.  
       
       She bounded up the steps and knocked lightly on the screen door.  The main door behind it was already open.  From out of the shadows behind it Ashley emerged, still wearing the tight white shorts but nothing on top now.  Lauras eyes popped out.
       
       I thought youd never get here, Ashley said, opening the screen door to let Laura in.
       
       Laura could not take her eyes off Ashleys marvelous small naked breasts and big, protruding, pitch-black nipples.  Oh darn, she said with mock disappointment.  I was so looking forward to taking it off you myself.
       
       Ashley smirked while closing the big door behind them, turning and moving her shoulders to make her naked breasts sway.  She too feigned discontent, her characteristic fetching pout.  I thought you liked my nipples.
       
       Oh god, I love your nipples! Laura gasped, unable to take her eyes off them.  She dropped the valise on the floor at her feet and grabbed Ashleys naked upper body, pulling her close.  Come here and let me suck your beautiful nipples.
       
       But Ashley uptilted her face and pushed away Lauras hands.  She was much shorter and had to look up at Laura.  You have to kiss me first.  This isnt just about fucking.  You like me, remember?  Its only guys that have to fuck immediately.  Sometimes I think something inside them is going to break if they dont get to it as quickly as possible.  With you I can stretch it out.
       
       Mmmm, you like that, do you? Laura purred, kissing her bare black gleaming shoulder, already shiny with a thin film of sweat.  Stretching it out?  Youre right, its too hot to hurry.  We have to take it slow.
       
       They had a lingering, sweet, then increasingly passionate kiss, right there by the front door.  Lauras hands crept back to Ashleys naked breasts while they were kissing, and this time Ashley did not push them away.  Your boobs are so firm, Laura murmured against her cheek, squeezing them, lightly pinching Ashleys nipples in her fingers.
       
       You can suck them now, if you want.  On second thought, she grabbed Lauras arm and pulled her toward the back of the house, lets go in on the bed.  I really want it.
       
       Laura pulled back a little and stooped to pick up her small bag.  Hold on a sec.  You want whats in here, dont you?
       
       Ashley broke into a grin.  She really had an enchanting smile, all even white teeth and gleaming high black forehead, and sparkling black eyes.  If its what I think it is, I want it.
       
       In two more seconds they were in her bedroom, quickly disrobing.  Of course Ashley had little to remove, only her tight tight shorts and panties.  She stood watching Laura, who did a little striptease for her.  They say if you give her money shell take it all off, Laura teased, pirouetting.
       
       What will she do for young black pussy? Ashley asked pertly, with a saucy pout.
       
       Just about anything, Laura grabbed her, having flung her last piece of clothing aside.  Come here, you hot little slut.
       
       Oh . . . I just love it when youre rough, Ashley laughed, looking down at Lauras pale hands on her very black body.  I wish we could take movies of us fucking so I could watch them later.  I love looking at your hands on me.
       
       Laura did too.  She ran them all over Ashley, now cupping her young breasts roughly, pinching and twisting her delectable black nipples with her fingers.  I want these in my mouth.
       
       Too bad you cant get them both in your mouth at the same time, Ashley gasped, her body clenching a little as Laura sucked one thick, bulging black nipple in deep.  Ahhhh!
       
       Oh yes.  God, I love these!  Theyre so . . . puffy . . . and thick . . . and silky on my tongue.  And then they get all stiff and wet and pointy.
       
       And they light my pussy on fire when you suck them like that, Ashley panted.  Why cant I ever get a guy to suck my nipples like you do?  If they only knew how it makes me die to be fucked.  Fucked hard.  Ohhhhhnnnn . . . oh shit, Laura!  Bite it!  Yes!  Ungghhh!  Now the other one!
       
       Laura pulled her down onto the bed, without removing the bedspread.  She got about half of Ashleys firm little breast into her mouth, sucking the thick nipple down to her throat, holding the base of Ashleys disappearing breast in both hands, munching it, trying to swallow it.  You dont have to worry about them because youve got me to suck them, Laura panted, eating Ashleys beautiful little breasts voraciously, gluttonously.
       
       Oh!  Anngghh!  Oh shit!  Now youve got to fuck me with that thing.  Youre making me so wet!
       
       It was so hot that they were already drenched with sweat.  Laura could feel it beading up on her face, and see the sheen, and taste the salt, on Ashleys sleek black skin.  I want to suck your pussy too, she purred, kissing Ashleys wet stomach, her wet thighs.
       
       Suck it later, Ashley panted, twisting and writhing in a sharp desperation.  I need to be fucked.  Hard!  You know how to do it.  Like last time.
       
       Laura could easily remember last time, when Ashley had also pleaded and begged to be fucked quickly and hard, her fierce need overcoming all Lauras reluctance and moral scruples.  Laura had obliged, and she was obliging now, too.  How could anyone resist this twisting, writhing girl, her young, vibrant, very dark body shining with sweat and desirable beyond belief?  It was almost second nature to Laura by now, slipping into the strap-on, securing it in place.  She was between Ashleys thighs in only seconds, standing on the floor beside the bed, pushing Ashleys legs open, feasting her eyes for the first time in many weeks on the beautiful black-lipped inflamed gash of her hot pink pussy, all glistening and shiny with juice.
       
       Ashleys peerless round ass cheeks were perched on the edge of the mattress, and Lauras feet were firmly planted on the floor as she slid the strap-on dildo deep into the girls splayed and oozing pussy.  Laura, though she realized she did it rarely, loved fucking in this position for the leverage it gave her.  She knew that Ashley was now going to get a fuck-mauling that was perhaps even more than she craved and had dreamed of.  Sure, she had let two brothers fuck her together.  She had told Laura all about it.  But they didnt love this thrilling body the way I do, Laura thought.  I am not only going to fuck you to the ninth degree of heaven, Im going there right along with you.  They could only imagine the kind of explosion you and I are going to have in the next ten minutes.
       
       Ahhnnnggg . . . oh god . . . shit . . . yessssss! Ashley groaned as it slid into her, deep, very deep.
       
       Laura pushed her hard , sweat-slippery thighs open further with both hands, and leaned forward to suck her bulging black nipples again, and to bite her neck, and French kiss her ear, and suck her shoulder, and lick the sweat off it.  She lunged with the dildo into Ashley, and Ashley groaned with sharp pleasure and arched her back.
       
       Owwwnnggghhhh!  Oh!  Oh!
       
       Laura fucked her hard from the start.  Both were sweaty and glistening and horny beyond belief, their wet bodies slippery and colliding in a heated frenzy.  Lauras groin slammed into Ashleys with audible impact, and Ashley whimpered and writhed maniacally under her fierce love attack, grinding her pelvis up into Lauras sharp thrusts, mewling and wincing and gurgling deliriously in a hot seizure of fuck-hunger.  
       
       Mmnnggeee . . . oh god!  Ungghh . . . anngghhiiii . . . onnmmggnhhhh! she groaned, doing her best to meet Lauras wild thrusts but soon turning passive under Lauras pile-driving mania, surrendering to the swelling crescendo of orgasmic intensity that was building inside her flexing body.
       
       In the midst of one fierce thrust the dildo slipped out of Ashleys pussy, and instead of groping for it and immediately re-inserting it, Laura slid down Ashleys wet, gleaming black flesh and almost buried her mouth in the girls inflamed, gaping pussy, sucking and tonguing it with crazy hunger, sucking her clit, sliding her fingers up into the greasy warm channel and hand-fucking her rapidly, making Ashley gasp and whimper with fresh excitement.
       
       Mnngggeeee . . . mnnnggeee . . . oh . . . oh Laura oh shit . . . mmnnggeee!
       
       Laura, though consumed by a hot whirlwind of passion for this girl and her sweet, glistening, wet, very black and shiny body, wondered how long either of them could keep this up.  Ashley, she knew, was close to coming, and Laura herself had nearly reached the limits of the possible in the sheer force and wild pumping of her fuck-attack.  Instantly, she was on top of Ashley again, this time pushing her back further onto the mattress and crawling up onto it herself, plunging the dildo deep into her pussy again and now resuming the crazy hammering she had been giving her earlier, drilling her, spearing her, lunging up into her tight, clasping pussy.  Ashleys feet waved and performed jerky, spastic arabesques in the air beside Lauras ears as she whimpered and whinnied under each piercing jab, finally squealing continuously and loudly.
       
       Laura fucked her deep, she fucked her sharply, relentlessly, insanely, with mad vigor, stabbing her pussy with the dildo, nailing her wiggling ghetto booty to the sheet, scooping up Ashleys delectable sweat-slippery breasts again with both hands sucking the salty sweat off them, and devouring the girls hard, jutting black nipples, all the while still fucking her with crazy, hard, deep jabs.  The bed was rocketing and jumping around on the floor by now, but both of them were oblivious, Ashley almost shrieking with each of Lauras plunging thrusts, her body finally recovering from its temporary passivity and again meeting Lauras every crushing downward push with an upward surge of her own, until finally the inevitable consequence of all this thrashing and thrusting overtook them, and she dissolved almost instantaneously into a quivering, groaning epic climax.
       
       AUUNNGGGHH1  she roared, a sound Laura had never heard her make before, a sharp, ear-splitting howl that quickly flowed into a series of hot cries.  Aiiinnggg!  Ohhnnmmmnngg!  Aiiinnggg!  Oh!  Oh!  Aiinnggghhh!  Oh shit!  Oh Jesus!  Oommnngghhh!  Oh god oh god!
       
       Accompanying these howls and groans, her lovely little wet body twitched and thrashed, and she clung to Laura tightly, churning her pelvis and pushing her spasming pussy up into Lauras continuing thrusts, as if unable to get enough of the shattering bliss that was filling her flexing, surging body.  This, Laura felt, seemed to go on forever.  They clung to one another, still fucking in a hot, wet fury, until their gyrations seemed gradually to slow, to dissipate, to moderate, their breathing to recover slowly, their panting slowing down, their gasping now interrupted by occasional deep sighs of happiness, and even soft, tension-relieving giggles.
       
       Oh god . . . . ohhhhhh GOD! Ashley exclaimed, blinking and squinting as if recovering from a ride inside a hurricane.
       
       Laura had not come herself, even though she had been close.  Nevertheless, she felt completely in tune with Ashleys devastation and knew that her own climax could be only seconds away.  It would not take much, and she was still aroused to a fever pitch, though curiously not urgent to get it done.  
       
       If that didnt wake the neighbors and their dogs up, I dont know what will, she murmured, again licking the sweat off Ashleys shiny black shoulder.  You were loud.
       
       Ashley blinked again.  I thought you were trying to kill me.
       
       Laura grinned and shook her head.  No.  Only fuck you to heaven.
       
       You did that, all right.  Even those two brothers dont fuck me like that.  Of course, they really dont care if I come, either.  Too busy squirting nut all over me for fun.  You . . . the most important thing to you is that I come.  God, youre wonderful.
       
       They were, of course, drenched and dripping with sweat, sticking together, salty, slippery.  Laura was still entranced in licking the sweat off Ashleys tight little body.  Ashley reached down and felt the strap-on dildo dangling from Lauras groin.
       
       Get this thing off and let me have that pink pussy, she whispered, her eyes sparkling with intention.
       
       And in the next two minutes Lauras prediction came true, for it took only a little vigorous frigging and sucking by Ashley to bring her pussy to the boiling point.  She gasped and whinnied softly through a sweet, all-body climax that put a perfect point on things.  Dazed and throbbing, she grinned finally, minutes later, up into the girls smiling, shiny wet face.  We are soaked, she said, a little hoarsely, having moaned fiercely during her just-completed orgasm.  You look like youve been in a rain storm.
       
       You too, Ashley giggled.  And look at the sheets!
       
       All the cloth under them was saturated.  Lauras hair fell in strings to her cheeks and forehead.  Ashleys was damp and frizzy.  Laura still could not keep her mouth from sucking the salty warm sweat off Ashleys bulbous black nipples.  
       
       Oooohhh shit, youre making me hot again, Ashley cooed, holding one small breast and almost shoving it into Lauras mouth.  You know, I thought the Brothers Morrison were the roughest fucks I ever had in my life, but they dont even come close to you, Laura.  Youre right, I think the neighbors are gonna start complaining.
       
       Was I too rough? Laura smiled, still licking, always licking.
       
       Ashley quickly shook her head.  You can fuck me rough whenever you want.  God, I came.  I really came hard.  Ive got an idea.  Lets take a shower.  Were both so wet.  We can fuck in the shower.
       
       Laura had to let one thick, gorgeous, swollen, shiny black nipple slide out of her mouth in order to reply.  How good are you at orgasming while standing up?
       
       Are you kidding, Ashley grinned.  I do it every morning.  Have to stick a washrag in my mouth so I dont wake up Audrey.  Anyway, theres a little seat in the shower, and a grab rail, for old ladies like you.  She grabbed Lauras hand.  Cmon.
       
       
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       Only two days later, the heat had broken.  It was still warm, but not unseasonably so, and Laura, again walking home from the BART station, could not help thinking of Ashley, only two or three blocks over.  God, what a hot little piece she is!  I went crazy.  Its not often I go that crazy while fucking a darling creature like her.  But I did.  I went mad with lust.  And she loved every minute of it, every second.  God.  Squealing, and churning, and sweating, and moaning.  Wow.
       
       Just thinking of it acted like a magnet to her feet, and in a few minutes she found herself on Ashleys block, looking for the blue Buick, looking for the darling girl who would be washing it, perhaps waiting for her, Laura, just to saunter along, slavering for more sweaty, athletic sex.
       
       The old, faded Buick was there, but no sign of Ashley.  No little three-step ladder, no garden hose.  If the car is here, does that mean sister Audrey is here? she wondered.  Ashley said sometimes she lets her borrow the car.  Could she have taken big sister to work?  Or am I only wishing it?  Should I ring the bell and find out?
       
       She knew there was nothing that could stop her from ringing the bell.  Not after that sweaty miracle of fucking two days ago.  And in the shower they had succumbed to another squealing orgy of crazy screwing.  Laura noticed that her hand was shaking with excitement as she pressed the doorbell.  Control yourself, girl, she warned.
       
       Therefore she was seriously flummoxed when  big sister (apparently) Audrey answered the door; certainly not Ashley, anyway.  There was a screen door, and so it was hard to make out this woman in the shadows behind it.  Hi, Laura said, trying to sound bright and casual and upbeat.  Ashley home?
       
       She wondered if that was a smirk she detected through the dark, dense netting of the screen.  The woman seemed about thirtyish, Lauras age probably, and not unattractive though she looked, as far as Laura could tell, seeing little and imperfectly, not much like Ashley.  
       
       It was definitely a smirk, an amused smirk, Laura realized as her eyes grew more accustomed to peering through the screen.  The womans dark eyes danced with amusement.  Shes working.  She has a work-study job up at the university.  Works Tuesdays and Thursdays.  She wont be home until about seven-thirty.  She paused.  You must be Laura.
       
       Now this made Laura blush intensely.  Its true, I have been fucking your little sister, she heard herself rehearsing inwardly.  But she is above the age of consent.  Right?  So, no offense intended.  Youll have to admit she is a hot little piece.  Better me than those awful Morrison brothers.  At least I cant get her pregnant.  Right?
       
       Her brain rattled on and on at this, as if she couldnt stop it.  She could only stop it by speaking.  I am.  Laura, that is.
       
       I guess you two have been . . . having some fun together.  Audrey, if that was who this was, raised an eyebrow.  But not censoriously.  Again, she seemed only amused.
       
       Ashley is . . .  a pistol.  That was all Laura could find to say, and she regretted it instantly.  She stammered as if to apologize for having said it, but Audrey cut her off.  She actually unlocked the screen door from inside and opened it.
       
       Come on in.  She is a pistol.  I know it.  I hardly dare to leave her alone.  Shell be lying down in bed with the universe, if I dont watch her.
       
       Oh . . . Laura laughed nervously.  It cant be as bad as all that.
       
       Audrey was wearing a white sleeveless top with clearly no bra on underneath it, and Daisy Dukes, as Ashley had been wearing the first time Laura had seen her and been thunderstruck with lust.  But Audreys were not so tight, or obviously provocative.  Her legs, though, were long and terrific.  Yum, Laura thought.  She didnt look at all like Ashley, but she was plenty yummy in her own right.  Not so dark, though, and not so short, a nice ass but not a pronounced ghetto booty.  Pretty face, shapely body.  
       
       I caught her screwing two white boys from one of her classes, Audrey said dryly.  At the same time.  Again she raised the same eyebrow she had earlier raised to Laura.  Personally, I dont know how anyone can do that.  Even my little sister.  Both at the same time.  She made a face.  It must . . . hurt.
       
       Laura didnt know what to say about this and so said nothing.
       
       Im Audrey, she extended her hand, a smooth, shapely hand, which Laura took eagerly.  Her big sister.  She probably told you.
       
       Only that it was your car she was washing.
       
       Im having a beer.  You want one?  Its not as hot today as it has been, but I could still use a beer.
       
       Me too, Laura smiled.  She seems to have told you all about me, though, she said as Audrey returned from the kitchen with two cold bottles of beer.
       
       Audrey smirked again.  But it was not a dismissive or derisive smirk, more a habitual way of looking at the world and its follies.  She told me she had a lesbian experience with a stranger who happened by while she was washing the car.  Somebody named Laura who was gorgeous and lived in the neighborhood.  Not your run-of-the-mill butch lesbian.  More like a super model.  White.  She is quite infatuated with you.
       
       Laura blushed again.
       
       And I can see why.  Youre actually embarrassed, arent you.
       
       Not really, I guess.  I just blush.  Now and then.  Cant help it.  I like her.  Shes hot.
       
       Shes a brazen little slut.
       
       Laura laughed.  That too, maybe.  But sweet underneath.
       
       Audrey seemed to consider this.  They were still standing by the kitchen door, so Audrey drew Laura back into the living room where they could sit down.  She appeared to be chewing over this conversation.
       
       So . . . if you dont mind my being so bold, she went on, sitting across from Laura and crossing her wonderful long bare legs, how does she stack up in bed?  I mean from the lesbian point of view?  I know guys dig her.  Shes got that tight little body.  And a cute booty.  I should be so lucky.  But how does she fare in the girl-sex arena?  I mean, shes a novice, right?  How does she stack up against the more seasoned girls?
       
       Gosh, thats a little personal, dont you think? Laura answered almost demurely.  
       
       Excuse me, Laura, Audrey stared at her without humor.  Im a nurse.  I guess I have a tendency to be blunt.
       
       You certainly do, Laura thought, but not with malice.  To tell the truth, she was quickly warming toward Audrey.  It wasnt just that Audrey was good-looking, which she was.  She was also frank and unpretentious, and clearly a little curious about her sisters sex life.  There was no way Laura could not find that fascinating, even somewhat erotic in itself.  
       
       She told me youre a nurse, she said.  In fact, she said you worked the night shift and were usually gone about this time.  Laura glanced at her watch.
       
       Todays my day off, Audrey said, without flinching.  You dont want to answer my question.
       
       Im . . . not in the habit of comparing people, Laura said evenly, though it wasnt strictly true.  
       
       Oh, come on! Audrey protested, though with a friendly smile.  Of course you do.  We all do.  Im just asking if she, you know, measures up.  I guess she does, or you wouldnt keep coming back for more.  Right?
       
       Laura looked down at her fingers.  She . . . can certainly hold her own.
       
       Audrey grinned even wider.  She actually had a beautiful smile; beautiful lips, beautiful, even teeth, a wet pink tongue.  Laura was transfixed.  I feel like Im trapped inside a Henry James novel, Audrey said, still grinning.
       
       Laura laughed.  She had read Henry James in college.  Poor Isabel Archer.  Shes a pistol, as I said.
       
       Audrey crossed and uncrossed, then re-crossed, her long bare legs, watching Laura watch.  You know . . . I work with a few lesbian nurses.  Theyre . . . she suddenly veiled her eyes in a meaningful stare; smoky, really, not as beautiful as you.
       
       Are you making a pass at me, Audrey? Laura asked boldly.
       
       If I am . . . what will happen?
       
       We do sound like were trapped in a Henry James novel, Laura said.  Trying so hard to get out.
       
       Do you think Im as attractive as Ashley?  Audrey had dropped her voice, as if they were in danger of being overheard, though they werent.  I mean, I know Im not young and . . . taut . . . and half-crazy like her.
       
       Laura put down her beer bottle on the coffee table.  She got up slowly from her chair and went around the end of the coffee table to sit on the sofa next to Audrey.  She did all this very slowly so that Audrey could interrupt at any moment, should she care to.  She skittered her fingertips over one of Audreys bare knees, letting them travel a few inches up her hard, glossy, dark thigh.
       
       Theres nothing like a grown woman, she breathed against Audreys cheek.  I think you are ravishing.
       
       Now, for the first time, Audrey herself seemed a little nervous, as if she had let the genie out of the bottle.  She uncrossed her legs and crossed them again, while Laura watched.  Laura again put her fingertips on the same bare knee.  This time she slowly slid them up the inside of Audreys thigh.
       
       Do you . . . really?  Or are you just saying that? Audrey flirted., looking at Lauras mouth.
       
       I . . . really . . . do.
       
       Ive never done this before.  Im a little scared.  Listen to me.  Im a fucking nurse.  Ive seen everything.
       
       But youve never done this, Laura breathed, now looking at Audreys mouth.
       
       No.  Never.  What if Im not as good as her?
       
       Oooohhh, you are soooo competitive, Laura teased right before she kissed her.
       
       Her lips mashed gently into Audreys almost without warning, and she slithered her tongue past Audreys teeth in the same motion, so that her tongue was inside Audreys mouth from the beginning.
       
       Mmmmmm! Audrey hummed as if in a mild but happy panic. 
       
       Laura kissed her very forcibly.  Dont say anything, she whispered.  She kissed her again, turning up the heat.
       
       Audrey kissed back, thrusting her own tongue into Lauras mouth.  Their tongues did a wet, coiling dance.  Laura sucked her lower lip.  Audrey giggled softly.  She did the same back to Laura, sucking her lip too.  Laura got one hand under Audreys top, feeling her warm, flat stomach, sliding her hand up until it encountered one of Audreys full, round breasts.  She cupped it and squeezed gently.
       
       I guess this means were going for it? Audrey murmured against her lips, her dark eyes wide and questioning, though she already seemed to know the answer.
       
       I guess thats what it means, Laura smiled.  If you want to.
       
       I . . . think I want to.  Isnt it more comfortable on a bed?
       
       Sometimes it is, Laura nodded.  But then, sometimes people dont want to wait.
       
       Im not in any hurry, Audrey sighed.  I want the whole nine yards.
       
       Mmmmm, me too, Laura grinned, letting Audrey stand and pull her up from the sofa, following her into the back of the house, passing the bedroom where she had first fucked Ashley, back into the larger one in the rear, Audreys own.  She had the thrilling pleasure of watching Audreys long, bare legs and terrific ass swaying and flexing in front of her as they went down the dim hallway.
       
       In the bedroom, Audrey shut the door behind them and almost in the same motion pulled her sleeveless top up over her head, watching Lauras hungry eyes on her naked breasts.  I know its silly to be competitive, she flirted again, but mine are bigger than hers.
       
       They sure are, Laura grinned.
       
       Though in fact Audreys lovely breasts were not that much bigger than Ashleys.  Only a little bigger.  And bigger never mattered to Laura, anyway.  They were a little different, though; differently shaped, more round and gourd-like, as opposed to Ashleys firm, upswept little black doves.  Audrey, though dark, was not as black as Ashley, and her wide, soft areolas were not black like Ashleys either, more a deep umber hue.  Laura had known sisters who did not look the same and so was not fazed to see it.  Dee Dee was much darker than Sara, for example.  Audreys naked upper body was smooth and curvaceous and in every way desirable to Laura, who quickly embraced her and ran her hands all over her naked back, kissing her again hungrily.
       
       She kissed Audreys neck and her shoulders.  Audrey threw her head back and seemed to be really enjoying it, which stoked Lauras fires even more.  You are very lovely, she murmured, filling her hands with Audreys firm, naked breasts.  Very lovely.  Ive never been to bed with a nurse.
       
       Audrey simply panted and looked down at her breasts in Lauras hands and did not reply.  Do you like to talk dirty? she finally asked, watching Laura kiss and lick her collar bones..
       
       Mmmmm, if you do, Laura smiled.
       
       I never do.  At least not with guys, of course.  Im afraid to ask them.  But I want them to tell me theyre going to fuck me.  How much they want to fuck me.  Just imagining it makes a flame shoot through me.
       
       Ill bet they dont want to fuck you as much as I want to fuck you, Laura breathed, instantly taking up the game.
       
       Do you really?
       
       Yes.
       
       Say it to me.  Over and over.
       
       Laura was already kissing the upper slopes of her breasts and fiddling with the zipper of her Daisy Dukes.  Mmmmm, I am going to fuck you and fuck you until you beg me to stop fucking you . . . she murmured, sucking Audreys neck, then turning her attention to the shorts, which she finally got loose and pushed down Audreys thighs.  Here . . . get this stuff off so I can fuck you, she panted.
       
       Quickly Audrey slipped out of them, and her panties, kicking them free.  Her competent nurses fingers had Lauras clothes half off in seconds, and Laura helped finish the job.  They were naked.  Audrey grinned and shivered, even though the weather was still warm.
       
       God, Im so nervous.  Im never nervous.  Not like this.
       
       Laura helped her pull down the bedspread, exposing the sheets.  She drew Audrey down on the bed.  No need to be nervous, she murmured, kissing her neck again, her hair, her ear.  Just let me fuck you.  I want to fuck you so bad.
       
       You just want me to be your first nurse, Audrey giggled, pushing her naked body into Lauras, again watching Lauras hands on her lovely dark breasts.
       
       You are my first nurse, Laura repeated, in a sort of soft, hypnotic rhythm.  You are raising my temperature.  I am getting feverish with the need to fuck you.
       
       How are you going to fuck me without a dick? Audrey asked, mischievously.
       
       I left my dick at home, Laura teased back.  I guess Ill have to improvise.
       
       Now that she had Audrey completely naked, she could ravish her without hindrance, and she set to it intensively.  First, her lovely naked breasts.  She squeezed them in her hands and then cradled one and sucked Audreys swollen, gleaming umber nipple sensually into her mouth, laving it with warm saliva and stroking it with her tongue as she sucked.  She actually heard an involuntary whimper escape from Audreys throat.
       
       Mmhhmmhhh!  Oh!
       
       Mmmm, you like that.
       
       Oh . . . yes . . . oh yes . . . I do.
       
       Me too, Laura murmured, sucking some more, sucking harder.  
       
       Audrey looked down at her shiny wet breast inside Lauras mouth.  Laura had sucked in more than the nipple, as she usually did, wanting to devour the whole lovely ball.  You . . . suck hard, Audrey panted softly.
       
       Too hard?
       
       Audrey chuckled, and gripped Lauras head in both hands, mashing her whole breast into Lauras face.  It can never be too hard for me, she gasped.  Oh!  Oh . . . shit!  Ungghhh!
       
       Laura had turned her attentions to Audreys other nipple and was devouring it just as greedily, again as she usually did.  She loved breast-sucking and could do it for hours.  You have such beautiful boobs, she said to Audrey, her lips wet and smacking and slurping.  I could eat them for dinner.
       
       Im glad you like them, Audrey smiled.  Ive been waiting all my life for someone to like them this much.
       
       Laura kissed her way back up Audreys sleek chest to her neck, her mouth, stabbing her tongue in deep.  I want your pussy too, she panted.  I want to fuck your pussy.
       
       Now Audreys black eyes went glassy, just at the words.  Oh god, yes, she whispered to Laura.  I want you to.  I never thought Id ever be going to bed with a lesbian.  I want you to fuck me.  However youre going to do it.
       
       Laura, who had never rested for a second, was all over her lovely naked body.  First, Im going to fuck you with my own pussy, she breathed into Audreys ear, sticking her tongue deep into it too.  Lie back.
       
       Yes . . . Audrey half-whimpered, quickly spreading her thighs and watching Laura with fascination as Laura mounted her.  Can we really do this? she asked as Laura lowered her own crotch down to hers.
       
       Yes, Laura panted, dropping one hand between them.
       
       She had her preferred methods.  She knew you could just grind and churn and mash and sometimes get there, but she wanted to feel the warm, slippery, juicy mating of their two cunts, and she could do it by spreading away obstructing muff hair with her fingers and spreading cunt lips even further open so that the wet slick inner lips of their pussies could touch.  In this case, Audreys cunt hair was no problem, being composed almost entirely of tight, short curls, and in seconds Laura pressed her own inflamed cunt directly into Audreys, feeling Audreys body tense as the incredible sensations suddenly gripped her.
       
       Oh shit . . . youre right! Audrey gasped.  Oh god, that feels good!
       
       Laura cut her short with a scorching kiss, leaning forward and beginning to fuck her in a slow, gyrating rhythm, pushing her naked breasts into Audreys and stabbing her tongue deep into Audreys throat.  Audrey kissed back, heatedly.  Her body moved under Lauras, seeking the same rhythm, churning and bucking gently back into Lauras thrusts.  Lauras body filled with warmth as she felt how easily they flowed into this mutual sweet rhythm, as if they had been fucking forever, a kind of rhythm she easily fell into with Sara, with Makeeda, with only a few others, where their bodies touched everywhere and melded everywhere, their breath commingling as they kissed, their nipples rubbing and hardening into each others tingling flesh.
       
       She barely knew Audrey, and vice versa, and apparently Audrey had no experience of lesbian sex before this, and yet their bodies were completely in tune, and there was no urgency, just a sweet, churning, savory rhythm of fucking that slowly brought them both along to an increasingly fevered state.  Oh . . . I think we are both going to come this way, Laura realized.  I think it isnt going to take much more of this.
       
       As if to contradict her thoughts, Audrey spoke, after a long silence, her voice broken by excited panting.  I . . . dont think . . . I can come this way.  I . . .
       
       Doesnt it feel good?
       
       Oh, yes!  I just think . . . I need it to . . . go faster.
       
       Laura smiled.  Oh, I can do that, she thought.  No problem at all.  Some women came from a gentle churning, and some from a rougher tussle, but Laura sought to give each what she needed most.  She began to increase the tempo gradually, also peppering every part of Audreys lovely body that she could reach with her mouth with many more passionate kisses and feverish sucking.   She had forgotten for a few minutes Audreys request to be told how much Laura wanted to fuck her, and how she was going to do it, and so she resumed panting it in a low, guttural voice, now laced with the taut, rising tension of her genuine and urgent lust.
       
       God, I love to fuck you . . . she panted to Audrey, grinding her pussy into Audreys more and more roughly, and rapidly, pumping her hard, hard.
       
       Unghh!  Oh!  Unngghh! Audrey grunted softly, an expression of pure wonder passing across her face as, Laura knew, she realized she was about to come, only from this intimate churning and rubbing.  Oh . . . Jesus!
       
       Yes!
       
       Oh . . . Jesus!  Yes . . . Laura . . . I . . .
       
       I know, honey!  Go for it.  Im fucking you . . . Im fucking you . . . youre coming . . . youre coming . . .
       
       Ungghh!  Mnnggg!  AAUUNNGGGHHH! Audrey roared, a deafening cry, a ferocious howl.  Her body almost levitated off the bed, clenching and shuddering.  Mmmnnggg!  Auunnggghhh! she howled again, but not so loudly, now flipping and surging through a few more piercing spasms.  Oh!  Oh . . . shit!
       
       Yes . . . yes, honey, yes, Laura panted, not yet there herself but only milliseconds away.  She pumped.  She churned.  Then . . .
       
       Anngghhh!   Oh!  Ummngggnneee!  Ummnnggnneee! she wailed, clutching Audrey hard, slumping forward onto her, trying to extend her legs so that she wouldnt be attacked by a cramp.  
       
       In the process she clamped her thighs around one of Audreys and rode it to another, following orgasm, like a following wave, mashing her throbbing pussy into Audreys hard, sleek thigh muscle and gasping sharply as a final, sweet, wrenching spasm gripped her.  And then they were both clinging together and panting and half-giggling from the quick, shocking release.  Neither spoke for a long time.  They just listened to each other breathing.  Laura could feel Audreys warm breath against her cheek.  She could feel Audreys breasts pushing into her own.
       
       You know . . . it all happened so fast, Audrey finally said softly, brushing the damp strands of hair away from Lauras forehead.  There we were, fucking, and then . . . suddenly . . .
       
       I know.  It was so good.  And so quick.
       
       I was worried about how I was going to help you come.  Ive never done that.  But guess what?  I dont have to worry.
       
       Laura kissed her nose, then her forehead.  No, you dont.  You made me come hard.  And it was easy.  Right?
       
       Audrey smiled.  So easy, maybe I should try it again.  I mean in a few minutes.  They slowly disentangled their sweaty bodies.  I may need a minute to recover.  Plus, the sheet is all wet.
       
       She was right.  It was not as hot as it had been a few days earlier, but still unseasonably warm.  They were both damp.  Laura licked the sweat from Audreys naked body, remembering how she had done exactly the same thing to Audreys sister Ashley.  Now Ive licked them both.
       
       Audrey, as if reading her mind, said: How does it feel to have fucked both sisters?
       
       Laura scooted over to a part of the bed where the sheet was still dry, pulling Audrey after her.  You know, she purred, pushing her face into Audreys bare shoulder, right now I cant feel anything but how good it is to do it with you.
       
       Audrey laughed softly.  Liar, she purred back.  Remember, Im a nurse.  I know how to tell when people are lying.
       
       Oh?  And how do you do that?
       
       Nurses secret.  She pinched Laura gently under the arm.  Dont you have one of those strap-on cocks that lesbians are supposed to use?  I could really handle being fucked like that.  By you, that is.
       
       Laura explained that she didnt just carry one around in her handbag in case she met a smoking hot neighborhood nurse.  But I can bring one next time.
       
       Will there be a next time?
       
       Only if you want one, my pet.
       
       Im not your pet, Audrey smirked.  And yes, I want one.  But right now we better mop up here before baby sister comes home and finds me in bed with her special catch.
       
       
       






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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, 1999-2010.  It is unlawful to reprint or otherwise distribute this material without the written consent of the author. 



