       Laura - Chapter 351
       
       
       
       
       Ashley walked in on her sister Audrey and Laura while Audrey was on her back with her knees in the air and Laura’s face was buried in her crotch.  They were stark naked, and panting and gurgling excitedly, so excitedly that they didn’t notice Ashley standing in the doorway.
       
       But such bliss cannot last forever.  There is a sixth sense people have about being watched, and Laura felt it suddenly, like an icicle slicing up through her overheated flesh.  Audrey caught the chill and froze too.  They stopped and looked over at Ashley.
       
       “Oh shit!” Audrey gasped, almost inaudibly, though Laura, being close, could hear her chagrin.
       
       Laura had warm, tangy pussy goo all over her lips.  Audrey had an especially lovely black pussy, with wavy thick lips and a marvelously juicy red-peach interior, and Laura briefly hated Ashley for interrupting her feast.  She glowered at Ashley over the shapely brown curve of Ashley’s sister’s thigh.  Since these two lived here, and were related, she didn’t feel it was her place to say anything.
       
       Ashley seemed to be broiling.  I don’t know why, Laura thought.  I love the little devil, and she and I did it first, but that doesn’t give her any claim on me.  Your big sister is pretty fetching too, Ashley.  Get over it.
       
       “I guess this makes us even,” Ashley finally said, her rage flashing through her words, her eyes narrow and hostile.
       
       Laura guessed she was addressing Audrey and referring to the time, reported to Laura by both of them, that she had discovered Ashley ‘fucking two guys at the same time’ and had put a stop to it.  Laura waited for Audrey to respond, but she seemed paralyzed, silent, mute.  Ashley glowered back at Laura, then vanished from the doorway, going off somewhere else to nurse her grievance.
       
       Finally, Audrey stirred, closing her naked thighs in such a way as to evict Laura, who was slightly crestfallen but nevertheless resigned to the fact that this moment of intimacy was going no further.  Still, she had to speak up.
       
       “Don’t worry about it,” she said in a soothing voice, scooting up to embrace Audrey and stroke her very fine naked breasts with one hand.  “Let’s just close the door.  She’ll get over it.”
       
       Audrey simply shook her head, whether at the close-the-door suggestion or the notion that Ashley would get over it, Laura didn’t know.  
       
       “I want to fuck you,” Laura whispered in her ear, tonguing her earlobe, knowing how these words inflamed Audrey, who had specifically told her so.  I like it when you say you want to fuck me.  It gets me hot.
       
       She simply shook her head again.  Then she turned her head and smiled at Laura.  “I’m glad you do,” she said softly.  “How about a rain check?”
       
       “You know she’s probably already gone.  I thought you said she was working up at the University this afternoon.”
       
       “She was.  At least I thought she was.  Guess I should’ve locked the door.”
       
       “She has a key?” Laura asked gently.  Duh, she lives here.
       
       Audrey nodded.  “Forgot.  Of course.”
       
       She looked so glum and delicious, sitting upright in the middle of the bed, completely, delectably naked.  Audrey was Laura’s age, with a more mature body than these thin, hard-fleshed girls barely out of their teens, like Ashley.  Or Gail.  Or Shamika, not yet out of them.  Audrey had full breasts and a slight, barely detectable fullness to her belly, and thicker hips, and not such a narrow waist as her younger sister.  Laura was filled with desire for them both.  She touched Audrey’s smooth bare shoulder with her fingertips.
       
       “Don’t be so glum.  So she caught us.  So what.  We’re grownups.  We have a right to fuck, if we want.”
       
       “I think it’s not all right to Ashley if I fuck one of her conquests.  Remember?  I told you that last time.”
       
       “I’m not any more her conquest than I am yours.”
       
       In fact, Laura thought of the two of them as her conquests instead.  Audrey smiled at her wryly.
       
       “I’m really horny for you.  Being caught by her makes me hornier than I even was before.”
       
       “Good!”  Laura pulled her down on the sheet, mashing their bodies together.  “Then we can get on with it.”
       
       Audrey allowed herself to be kissed but then shook her head.  “Spoils my concentration.  Can’t come when somebody else is listening.  Especially my baby sister.”
       
       Laura grinned grimly.  “I know.  My wife can’t come if the traffic is too heavy outside.”  This was only half-true.  Once you got deep down into Makeeda’s orgasmic universe, she was oblivious to any sound.
       
       She meant this as a joke, but Audrey did not seem amused.  “Your wife is very lucky to have you.  Now I feel like I’m cheating her as well as Ashley.”
       
       Laura pinched her thigh playfully.  “I think you’re lying, you’re really not a nurse,” she teased.  “I never knew a nurse who felt guilty about anything.  They’re the most Take Charge people in the world.”
       
       Audrey laughed softly.  She was pretty, and very good company, relaxed and wry, with a nurse’s semi-hardboiled perspective on her own little affairette with Laura and the bold, feckless lifestyle of her younger sister.  Laura liked being with her a lot.  Wanting to fuck her was only part of it. 
       
       “Tell you what,” she said to Audrey.  “Let me go out through the house and look for her.  If she’s still there, I leave and you two patch things up.  If she’s gone . . .”
       
       She let her unfinished sentence hang luminously in the air.  If she’s gone, we will burn the roof down over this house while I fuck your pretty black ears off.  Audrey smiled.  “You better not go out there like this,” she indicated how naked Laura was with her fingers, touching one of Laura’s breasts gingerly, “or she’ll think you’d rather do it with her than with me.”
       
       Laura grabbed Audrey’s hand and pushed her breast harder into it, her eyes smoking.  “I think she should get used to the fact that Big Sister likes to fuck too.”
       
       “Maybe she has stronger feelings for you than you realize,” Audrey said.
       
       Laura drew her closer and kissed her.  She was not willing to give up this moment, just because Ashley had intervened and threatened to spoil it.  “Maybe she doesn’t realize how much I want you,” she breathed, kissing Audrey’s smooth neck and shoulder.  
       
       Audrey giggled softly.  “That tickles.”  But she didn’t try to stop Laura.  Finally, though, she pushed her gently away.  “Look, I’ll go see if she’s still here.”
       
       She got up from the bed and went to the closet.  Laura watched her move, fascinated.  She loved lying in bed and watching some lovely, desirable creature move stark naked around the room, seeing her delicious naked body from all new angles and perspectives, watching her breasts shimmy and her thighs flex and her ass cheeks clench.  Audrey slipped into a bathrobe and quickly went into the hall.
       
       She returned in under a minute.  “She’s gone.  She took the car.”
       
       “Ooohhh, without asking!  I bet she’ll get in trouble for that.”
       
       Audrey smirked as she approached the bed, opening her bathrobe and teasing Laura with what lay underneath it.  “I think we should get back to what we were doing before she comes back.  I was . . . almost going to come.”
       
       “I know you were,” Laura smiled warmly at her, holding out her arms.  “Come to Mama.”
       
       Even though Audrey had expressed some urgency, since she was skittish about Ashley returning to interrupt them again, Laura knew Ashley would not be coming back quickly.  On their knees together in the center of the mattress, they melted into a deep, lengthy, very romantic kiss, full of body-stroking, breast-squeezing, ass kneading, and gentle neck-sucking.  Laura knew that Audrey indeed had been close to an orgasm when Ashley had poked her head in the door, and she wanted to bring her quickly back to that state.  It looked like she was succeeding.  In under a minute, Audrey began to mewl softly, and her hips seemed to go into an involuntary swirling gyration, even though she was sitting upright, clasping Laura.
       
       “I . . . think I’m almost there,” she gasped to Laura in a soft, half-whimpered confession.  “I need it.”
       
       “You do . . . you do . . .” Laura cooed to her, bringing her down gently onto her back, and again slipping southward, sliding between Audrey’s yawning thighs.
       
       Then, instead of going directly for Audrey’s sweet, swollen and shiny black pussy, as she had intended and Audrey had pleaded for, she descended even lower, kissing Audrey’s long, shapely black legs everywhere, first one, then the other, licking her knees, behind her knees in that smooth, cupped, secret place, her long flexing calves.  Though her sister Ashley was short, Audrey was as tall as Laura, with long glossy black legs that Laura marveled she had ignored before, especially when it was so arousing to both of them for her to be kissing and stroking them this way.
       
       “Oh!  Oh god!” Audrey yelped softly, twisting and smiling as Laura kissed her bare legs.  “Oh god Laura . . . yes!”
       
       “You have such long beautiful legs,” Laura murmured, now caressing Audrey’s shapely bare feet with her fingers.  “And beautiful feet.  How could I have ignored them this long?”
       
       “Ohhhnnn!” Audrey simply moaned, now digging her own fingers into the hard smooth flesh of her thighs in the effort not to wail as Laura licked and sucked her toes and kissed her lovely smooth insteps.
       
       This went on for another two or three minutes: Laura expending the full measure of her oral skills on Audrey’s sensitive, beautiful naked feet, Audrey herself moaning and whimpering and then letting out tiny yelps of pleasure and trying to hold her leaping legs in place, trying not to kick Laura inadvertently in the face.  By the time Laura began sucking her toes, Audrey had been reduced to a quivering, gurgling mass of sexual need.  Her body shook and twisted, and she whooped softly, desperately, bucking her hips, clawing at her own pretty naked breasts with her fingers.
       
       “Laura . . . Laura . . . god, stop it!  Please . . . you’re driving me nuts!  Please!  Fuck me!  Stop that!  I’m so close!  I’m going to come!   Please . . . Laura!  Unh!  Unh!”
       
       Laura finally had to give in.  In truth Audrey really was so aroused that her twitching, leaping feet were becoming a hazard, and Laura was dodging them even while sucking and licking them.  “Oh yes, honey . . . oh yes . . .” she murmured to the delectably writhing woman as she slid back up between her thighs.  “Oh yes, now . . . now . . .”
       
       With that, she buried her face and three fingers up to the top knuckles in Audrey’s beautiful runny black pussy, twisting her hand to press her fingertips against the forward inner wall of the woman’s gushy warm slit, knowing where the secret trigger often was located, sucking Audrey’s clit rhythmically as she pulled her closer and closer to the edge.  For her part, Audrey, already seriously aroused, began whooping and churning wildly, her ass even shimmying up off the bed as she pushed her cunt into Laura’s mouth and hand, her fingers digging into the sheets spastically.
       
       “”Ooohhhhnnnn!  Auungghh!  Oh god!  Mnnnuummnnngg!  Yes yes!  Oh yes!  Right there!  Oh yes!”
       
       Laura rubbed hard with her fingertips until she felt the little hitch, the little twinge in Audrey’s body, the telltale sign that the magic trigger had been touched.  Oh yes!  Come, honey, come hard!  I’m here with you all the way!
       
       “Oh GOD!” Audrey suddenly shouted, startling them both.  Then, “Oh GOD!” again, a searing cry.  “	AUUNNGGHHH!  Oh!  Oh!”
       
       Laura held on tightly because Audrey’s lovely long body was flipping and surging in deep seizures of scalding pleasure, wrenched and wracked by two or three huge, killing spasms, followed by several milder aftershocks.  
       
       “Oh!  Ohhhhh!” she continued to moan as her body rippled and quivered with ecstasy.  “Ohhh!  Oh god!  Oh shit,” she suddenly giggled softly, still panting, “you’re trying to kill me.  Why didn’t you tell me lesbians come so hard?”
       
       “Oh . . . I think they come like everybody else,” Laura cooed into her ear as she wiped her fingers on the sheet while moving upward to embrace the still quivering Audrey, her delicious dark naked body now slack and soft with sexual satiety.  “Sometimes hard, sometimes not so hard.  I think you were hit by a double whammy because of that little interruption.”
       
       Audrey appeared to be regaining her breath.  She smiled.  “I guess you’re right.”  She crinkled her nose.  “Now we have to get you there.”
       
       Laura immediately recalled how Audrey had mentioned during their first time together that she was relieved Laura had also climaxed during their hot tribbing since that spared her having to think how she was going to make her come, never having done it before.  Laura laughed and kissed her.  She ran her fingertips down one of Audrey’s long, glossy, dark brown, hard-muscled thighs.  “I’ll bet you work out.”
       
       “A little,” Audrey nodded.  “There’s an all-night gym next to the hospital.”  She flexed and hardened her thigh even more under Laura’s fingers.
       
       “I know what will get me there in a New York minute,” she murmured against Audrey’s cheek, moving adroitly to straddle the lovely long thigh she had just been caressing with her fingers.
       
       Audrey quickly got the point, settling onto her back and looking down as Laura lowered her wet, puckered pussy onto her hard thigh muscle.  She flexed it again raised her knee slightly to bring her thigh forcibly into contact with Laura’s swollen cunt lips.  
       
       “Unhhhh!” Laura gasped, softly, almost inaudibly.
       
       From that instant to a quick little wrenching climax took only a few seconds for Laura, who was already wound tighter than even she had realized from the lovely pleasure of bringing Audrey to her orgasm minutes earlier.  It all happened so fast that while Laura lay gasping and mewling on top of her, Audrey looked sad.
       
       “It was over so quick!” she complained.  “I wanted to do you like you do me.  You know, make you beg.”  She giggled softly, stroking Laura’s back.  
       
       “We have to plan this out better,” Laura admitted.  
       
       It was true.  This was another spur of the moment encounter, like the first one.  Laura had been walking home after work from the BART station, had veered over a block to pass by Audrey’s and Ashley’s house, just on the chance one would be at home.  Since it was the same time of day when Ashley usually worked at her work-study program up at the university, and since Audrey’s old faded blue Buick was parked in the driveway, Laura assumed that she and big sister might be able to squeeze in another hot tryst, which they had been attempting when Ashley had walked in on them.
       
       Audrey stretched lazily, thrusting out her lovely naked breasts and gleaming dark umber nipples at Laura, who had rolled off to the side.  There was no sign that either had had enough of this sweetness until Audrey suddenly frowned, then looked alarmed, and asked Laura what time it was.  They both looked over at her bedside clock radio.
       
       “Oh shit.”  She sat up and slipped quickly off the bed.  “God, it’s six-thirty!  I have to be at work at seven!”
       
       “I thought you were off today.”  Another assumption.
       
       Audrey was racing around the room, grabbing clothing from the closet, hastily fastening her bra, slipping into her panties.  Laura was reluctantly getting dressed too, but more slowly.
       
       “Shit, that little cunt Ashley took the car!” Audrey swore.
       
       “I can run home and get my car,” Laura offered.  “After all, I’m the cause of all this.  It’s just a few blocks.”
       
       Audrey pecked at her cheek as she passed Laura on the way to the bathroom.  She beamed.  “And don’t think I didn’t enjoy every second.  But you promised a strap-on.”
       
       “Next time.”
       
       “Promises promises.”
       
       Now Laura dressed more hastily, and she was just heading down the steps, hurrying to walk the three blocks to her own house, when Ashley drove up in the faded old blue Buick.  She stopped the car in the driveway and smirked at Laura.  Audrey still had not appeared.
       
       “So,” Ashley grinned nastily at Laura.  “You two old ladies finish your little pussy party?”
       
       Laura smirked back at her.  “Old ladies like to do it too.  As I think you know.”
       
       “I know you do, you nasty old thing.  Seducing Audrey like that.”  She climbed out of the Buick.  She was wearing tight white pants that hugged every inch of her thrilling ‘ghetto booty,’ and enjoyed Laura’s slavering stare.  She tossed her head whimsically.  “I guess you’re never too old to turn, right?  I know you bad, but my sister is Miss Prim and Proper.  She don’t do lesbian.  Till now, that is.”
       
       Audrey took this moment to appear at the top of the steps, wearing her bright flowery nurse’s smock and looking good enough to eat.  Laura could feel her inner sexual wires vibrating and knew that if work and Ashley had not interfered, they would still be rutting and sweating and moaning up in Audrey’s bed at this very moment.  But Audrey’s mind was on other things.  The sight of her old car over Ashley’s shoulder made a bright ray of relief pass across her face.
       
       “Keys?” she said to Ashley, holding out her hand.
       
       Ashley placed the keys in her palm, looking briefly contrite.  “Sorry.  Got . . . mad, I guess,” she apologized.  She even glanced apologetically at Laura for an instant, dropping her usual spunky and sarcastic demeanor.  “Sorry.  You guys just . . . shocked me.”
       
       Audrey smirked, apparently intending a rebuke but unable to keep her irritation with her baby sister from overpowering her love.  “Go for a walk to let off steam next time,” she said, almost sternly.  “I’m going to be late for work.”
       
       “Sorry,” Ashley repeated, hanging her head.
       
       Audrey got into the car, started it up, gave Laura a sweet, rueful glance, which Laura returned with all the throbbing, reawakening lust she was feeling, and then drove off down the street.  Laura and Ashley were left standing together at the foot of the steps, feeling very awkward.
       
       Finally, after what seemed an interminable interval, Ashley said, “I’ve got an idea.”
       
       “Oh?  And what would that be?”
       
       Laura could not help feeling a great affection for Ashley, who reminded her a little of Jane, and whose physical attributes had captivated her from the start.  She could still recall the thrill of standing across the street in the shade of a large tree watching Ashley, then a total stranger, wash her sister’s old Buick while wearing her tight Daisy Dukes and flexing her short but marvelously sleek and glossy pitch black thighs and calves, straining and stretching as she stood on the little three-step ladder, leaning forward across the Buick, so as to make whomever might be watching (Laura) pant and quiver and ooze pussy rivers of lust.  
       
       Ashley started up the steps, beckoning Laura to follow with a tilt of her head.  “C’mon, I’ll show you.”
       
       Laura knew what was happening but was powerless to resist.  She also knew that Audrey was probably driving to work with visions in her head of exactly this: her tarty but irresistibly sexy baby sister drawing Laura up the stairs by the magical magnetism of her sexual promise and delicious young body.  Laura could not take her eyes off Ashley’s round, jutting bottom swaying just above her eyes as they climbed the steps.  She wondered how much she owed Audrey, as she became very conscious of a hot, itchy throbbing in her pussy and realized that Ashley was in great danger of being eaten alive by Laura’s inner lust monster.
       
       Ashley seemed to realize it too, and took full advantage of Laura’s vulnerability.  She was wearing an over-large Cal football jersey, dark blue with a large gold CAL across her swelling little breasts, breasts Laura had tried to swallow, and had come close to succeeding, on several occasions (“You can never suck too hard for me,” quoth Ashley).  They entered the house, Laura pulling the door shut behind her, and while her back was still to Laura, Ashley reached down with both hands to the hem of the jersey and pulled it quickly off over her head, flinging it onto the nearby sofa, where Audrey and Laura had sat a few weeks ago fencing gingerly and parrying and exchanging double entendres as they skittishly danced their way toward the bedroom.  
       
       “You like my body, don’t you?” Ashley said boldly, looking at Laura’s eyes licking her bare, smooth black flesh.
       
       “Silly question.  Doesn’t everybody?”
       
       Ashley broke into a grin.  “Everybody does.  Well . . . maybe not everybody.  I told you, except for the Morrison brothers I don’t think white guys like my body very much.  At least they never come on to me.”
       
       “Do you wish they would?”
       
       “Of course.  I want everyone to want to fuck me.  Everyone.  It gives me power over them.  Just like I have power over you right now.”
       
       “You seem awfully sure of yourself.”
       
       Ashley pursed her lips and reached both hands behind her back to unclasp her bra, a white lacy one.  “You want to suck my titties,” she said, dropping her tone of voice to a sultrier, sexier timbre.  “Even though you been gnawing on Audrey’s, you still want mine.  I know you do.  Because you like to suck hard and make me yelp.”
       
       Laura smiled.  “I do like that.”
       
       By now Ashley had the bra unclasped but was still holding the cups against her breasts with both hands, trying to tease Laura.  “Don’t you wish I would drop this?” she taunted Laura.
       
       Laura nodded.  “Desperately.”
       
       “You didn’t wear yourself out?  Back there in Audrey’s bedroom, munching on her fat old black pussy?”
       
       Laura frowned.  “Let’s not get nasty.  Your big sister is a sweetheart.  You and I both know that.”
       
       Ashley shrugged theatrically.  “She can be okay.  I wouldn’t have any idea how she is to fuck since I don’t do it with girls except you.  At least I haven’t yet.  Is she good?”
       
       Laura shook her head and tsked in disapproval.  “You two.  So competitive.  ‘Mine are bigger than hers.  Am I better in bed than she is?’”
       
       “Did she really tell you that?” Ashley almost barked, sharply.  She looked down at her hands and bra still covering her breasts.  “Hers aren’t any bigger than mine!  I wear her damn bras, for shit’s sake.  Remember that raspberry one you liked so much?  That was hers!  This one too!”  She suddenly let the loose bra drop to the floor, exposing her scrumptious round breasts and puffy coal-black nipples.  “See?  Mine are the same size as hers.  She’s a big liar.”
       
       Now Laura approached her, trying to calm her down, touching her bare, gleaming shoulder.  “I think you should pay attention to what’s happening between us.  Not her,” she murmured.  “I think you have beautiful breasts.”  She cupped each small round globe in her palms.  She brushed her lips across Ashley’s phenomenally smooth black cheek.  “And I do want to suck them.”
       
       Ashley’s dark eyes were pulsing by now.  “Go ahead, then,” she murmured back.  “I’ve been wanting you to since . . . she drove off.  I just had to get you inside here to do it.  Can’t do it outside on the steps, for Pete’s sake.”
       
       “We could, but we might get arrested.”
       
       “Oooohhh, ‘Lesbians Behind Bars!’” Ashley teased.  “We could make a movie!”
       
       Laura was hungrily kissing Ashley’s bare, gleaming upper body as she talked, kissing her neck, her shoulders, her collarbones, her throat, squeezing the hard little balls of her breasts, then moving her mouth lower.  Her tongue toyed with one bulging, silky black nipple, swirling around it before drawing it slowly between her lips into her mouth, along with about half of Ashley’s small breast.
       
       “Suck harder,” Ashley gasped almost immediately.  
       
       Laura did.  Usually she liked to start more slowly, sucking gently, laving Ashley’s thick, bulging nipple with her tongue, working up to the harder stuff, but Ashley wanted it hard and fast.  Laura sucked her nipple in deep.
       
       “Unnnnuunnnnn,” Ashley made a soft, happy sound, pushing her breast even harder into Laura’s face.  “Oh yes!”
       
       Laura was trying to swallow her pretty little breast.  She could feel the raging fires licking her own oozing pussy, even though she had been fucking happily with Audrey only twenty minutes earlier.  Ashley was holding Laura’s head in both of her hands, rhythmically surging her body forward and back, pushing her breast into Laura’s mouth.
       
       “Oh god, that feels good,” she purred.  “I think I could come right now.”
       
       “You better not,” Laura grinned up at her.  “There’s a lot more of you I want to suck and swallow.”
       
       “Come in the bedroom.  Quick!” Ashley gasped, grabbing one of Laura’s hands and pulling her.  “I’ll bet you didn’t bring one of those strap-on dicks.”
       
       “As a matter of fact,” Laura smirked, “I have one in my purse.”
       
       “You’re kidding.”  Ashley’s eyes lit up as she looked back at Laura over her shoulder.  She stopped.  “Well?”  Her eyes aimed over Laura at the room they had just left.  “Aren’t you going to get it?”
       
       By the time Laura dashed back to the living room and snatched up her handbag and went back down the hall to Ashley’s bedroom, Ashley was stark naked, sitting on the edge of the bed.  She cupped her beautiful little breasts in both hands, offering them to Laura.
       
       “You said you weren’t finished,” she said, eyelids heavy.  “I hope not.”
       
       Laura undressed in a frenzy.  
       
       “I hope you didn’t waste all your white girl sluttiness on old Audrey,” Ashley said as she watched.  “I’m likely to wear you out.”
       
       “Wanna bet?” Laura grinned.  By now she was naked, her clothes scattered with Ashley’s everywhere on the floor.  She approached the bed and pushed the darling girl down onto her back, filling her hands with Ashley’s naked breasts, one of them still damp from her earlier living room mouth attack.  “Lie back and let me feast.”
       
       Ashley shook her head.  “Get the strap-on thingee out first.  What if I get really excited and need to be fucked quick?”
       
       Laura recalled that this was actually not an empty threat.  The last time they had fucked, when Ashley had shown up at the door of Laura’s house and tempted Laura into violating her pledge never to have sex in the house she and Makeeda shared except with Makeeda herself, Ashley had quickly become a demanding little sexual tornado, beseeching Laura to strap-on fuck her to heaven in an instant, which they thereupon achieved with hasty but glorious success.  
       
       But Laura shook her head back.  “Not today,” she murmured.  “Today Laura gets her way.  Slow and sensual and with kissing and everything.”
       
       Still, she did reach over to her handbag and extract the strap-on dildo and harness anyway.  Better safe than sorry.  She laid it on the sheet next to them, then crawled up and straddled Ashley’s waist with her thighs, scooping up the girl’s scrumptious breasts and immediately taking the other one, the one she had not yet sucked, into her mouth, deep.  She pinched Ashley’s thick, soft, pulpy black nipple against the roof of her mouth with her tongue.
       
       Ashley looked up into her eyes dreamily, wincing just a little as Laura sucked her hard.  “I’m a better fuck than she is, aren’t I?” she murmured, quickly sinking into a sensual trance.  “Aren’t I?”
       
       “Shut up . . .” Laura murmured to her softly, too busy to talk, feeling her whole body seethe with hunger for Ashley’s.  “You two are much too competitive.”
       
       “Oh . . . okay,” Ashley said, with resignation.  “God, that feels good.  Are you going to eat my pussy and make me scream?  Like the first time?”
       
       “I am going to eat you alive!”
       
       Ashley giggled.  “I love it when you say that.”
       
       Now her hands were crawling all over Laura’s naked body too.  She held Laura’s breasts and squeezed them while Laura continued to devour hers.  Laura had no idea how much time passed, but she was truly deep into a lust mania, feasting on Ashley’s delicious, smooth young body, especially her lovely little breasts, but also the rest of her upper body, kissing, stroking, sucking it, savaging Ashley’s bulging, spittle-shiny black nipples with her lips and tongue, kissing her palpitating midriff, dropping one hand to Ashley’s crotch to toy with her very warm, wet and swollen pussy.
       
       Ashley was panting and writhing happily under her, but suddenly she froze and fixed Laura with her pulsing black eyes.  “I want you to fuck me in the ass,” she said.
       
       “What?” Laura gasped, taken aback.  She had never yet suggested such a thing, but she knew Ashley had done it from the story Audrey had told about catching her fucking the two white boys ‘at the same time.’  
       
       “First fuck me in the pussy.  Then fuck me in the ass.  Shit, I will come so hard!”
       
       “Are you sure?”
       
       “Yes!” Ashley nodded.  “Only hurry.  God, I’m so fucking horny.  I think seeing you guys do it really got to me.  Feel how wet I am.”
       
       “I can feel it,” Laura smiled, disengaging long enough to fasten the strap-on harness straps around her hips and secure the dildo in place.
       
       Ashley, meanwhile, turned onto her stomach, then looked back over her shoulder, wiggling her amazing posterior at Laura.  “First in the pussy,” she repeated.  “But not too long.  I want to come when you fuck my ass.  Can you do that?”
       
       “Watch me, darling,” Laura said, quickly snatching the little bottle of baby oil out of her still-open purse.
       
       She crouched behind the rising, dark, gleaming moons of Ashley’s hard round bottom and guided the head of the dildo into the red, glistening seam of the girl’s wet open pussy, pushing the whole shaft in slowly.
       
       “Mmmmnnnngggg!” Ashley groaned softly, wincing again as the long pole penetrated her.  “Oh god, that feels good!”
       
       Laura leaned down and kissed the backs of her shoulders, so black and smooth.  Ashley was several degrees darker than Audrey, and Laura, as usual, felt a hot little pulsing deep in her cunt as her lips passed over the girl’s delicious flesh.  She began to slide the cock in and out of Ashley’s tight, slippery pussy.  She loved fucking a beautiful woman or a gorgeous little cutie like Ashley from this position because not only did it give her the opportunity to kiss and explore her beautiful back while plundering her pussy from behind, it also let her caress and squeeze and pinch and slap an amazing ass, which she proceeded to do with Ashley’s masterpiece.
       
       Ashley was enjoying the fucking too much to pay close attention to Laura’s hands on her magnificent ass, but soon she began to smile in between her pleasurable winces, especially when Laura’s forefinger slid between her hard round cheeks to find the tightly shut little aperture concealed deep in the dark crack.  When she found it, she popped about an inch of her finger inside.
       
       Ashley’s body tensed, and she gurgled.  “Oh . . . yes!  Nnnnggg!  Oh!  You better do it now!  I’m not going to last!”
       
       “Your wish is my command, my angel,” Laura murmured, withdrawing the wet dildo from Ashley’s clinging pussy and quickly swabbing it with a few dollops of baby oil, which it barely needed, being already slick with Ashley’s own pussy juices.
       
       When it was nice and shiny and greasy, she pried apart Ashley’s tight round buns with the fingers of her left hand and slid the dildo between them, nudging the head of it against Ashley’s little anus.  This process took a little patience, but Laura knew how to go about it and slowly introduced the head of the shaft into Ashley’s ass, feeling Ashley’s body tense and stiffen as one, two inches of it entered her.
       
       “Is it okay?” she paused to ask, not wanting to hurt the girl.
       
       Ashley’s face was frozen in concentration, eyes shut, teeth clenched.  “Yes!” she hissed.  “Yes!  Go ahead!  Oh, shit!”
       
       Pulling Ashley’s hard round buns apart with the thumbs of both hands to make the entry easier, Laura slowly pushed the shaft into Ashley’s ass.  Ashley, incredibly, made no sound, but her grimace became more intense.  Laura was almost afraid to move.  The shaft was deeply sunk in Ashley’s rectum, protruding only an inch or two from the crack of her round black ass cheeks, and Ashley was quivering and now mewling softly, almost chewing her sensual lower lip.  But suddenly she seemed to adjust, and her eyes blinked open, squinting up at Laura.
       
       “Well?” she panted.  “Aren’t you going to do it?”
       
       Laura looked at her blankly, caught off guard.  Then she smiled.  “Of course I am.”
       
       “God, Laura, the ghetto booty is yours.  Take it.  Fuck it.  Oh shit, I’m going to come so hard and fast.  Just fuck me hard and fast, okay?”
       
       “You’ve got it, darling.”
       
       Laura began slowly to pump, watching the acute winces that seized Ashley’s sweet face as the dildo plunged into her ass, then withdrew, then plunged in again.  
       
       “Awwonngg!  Awwonnnggg!” she groaned, nevertheless writhing and twisting in a fit of uncontrollable sexual pleasure under Laura’s thrusts.  “Oh!  Onngghh!  Oh shit!”
       
       Unlike darling Frankie, who loved Laura to ‘fuck me up my ass,’ as she so adorably put it, and who liked it in spoon position, with Laura behind her slowly, rhythmically probing and stroking her ass and fingering her clit until she came in hot billowing clouds of throbbing pleasure, Ashley was a pistol and little fuck-demon who wanted it fast, hard, and fierce.  She bucked and writhed under Laura as if to goad Laura into a rougher assault, gyrating her ass back and up into the strap-on dildo and gurgling and whinnying wildly as Laura took on the challenge.
       
       “Oh god!  Right there!  Like that!  Yes!  Now . . . do it hard!  HARD!”
       
       “Ungh!” Laura lunged into her, driving the dildo deep, holding onto the backs of Ashley’s smooth shoulders for leverage and plowing her ass sharply.
       
       “Aiinnee!” Ashley yelped, mashing her face into the sheet.  “Yes!  Yes!  Now!  Ungghh!”
       
       “Ommnng!” Laura grunted, spearing her again.
       
       “AIINNNGGHHHIIEEEE!” Ashley suddenly shrieked, like a murder victim.  It was a such a blood-curdling shriek that Laura was sure they would both be arrested, as soon as the cops arrived, which would only be minutes from now since surely the neighbors would call them.  “Ummnngggiiieee!” she howled again, but not as loud this time.
       
       Her lovely young body, gleaming now with a thin film of sweat they had worked up, flipped and undulated under Laura, twitching and jerking as a succession of ecstatic spasms wrenched her.  Her moaning receded, but her panting was as rapid and loud as ever, and Laura realized she too was panting and her own blood was racing furiously.  She leaned forward to kiss every part of Ashley’s bare black back that her lips would reach, waiting for the intensity of the girl’s fierce orgasm to subside.
       
       After a while both of them stopped panting.  They seemed to regain their breath together, and at once.  They were calm.  Laura slowly extracted the thick, long dildo from Ashley’s rectum, easing it out, watching Ashley wince a little nonetheless.  When it was out, and Laura was wiping it on the sheet, and unfastening the straps, Ashley rolled onto her back and gave her a sassy, petulant, very sexy smile.
       
       “Bet she doesn’t let you fuck her like that,” she said in a soft, hoarse voice.
       
       Laura made a long face.  “There you go again.”
       
       “No, really.  You know I’m hotter than she is.  You know it.”
       
       Laura said nothing, not wanting to encourage this display.  After a moment, Ashley was more pliant, more conciliatory.
       
       “Okay, I guess I am too . . . competitive, as you say.  But I found you first.  Or you found me.  She doesn’t have to stick her big nose into it.”
       
       “Let’s change the subject,” Laura said, finishing with the strap-on apparatus, putting it aside, and drawing Ashley closer, so that they could touch their naked bodies together again.  “Kiss me and shut up.  Please.”
       
       Ashley let herself be kissed.  She became sensual and kittenish now, leaving her jealousy, or selfishness, or whatever it was, behind.  She explored Laura’s mouth with her tongue.
       
       “You know,” she murmured, “I’ve only had two orgasms that way in my entire life.  I mean, in my ass.  One was with the brothers, right before Audrey caught us and made us stop.  Thank god, I got there first.  In fact, I think it was the scream I let out when I came that got her attention.  And the second time was just then.  With you.  That one I think was the best one I ever had in my life.”
       
       Laura smiled at her warmly and kissed her neck and gleaming black shoulder.  “I’m so glad I could be a part of it.”  She thought again of the police.  “I hope your neighbors didn’t hear.  You were very loud.”
       
       “I know,” Ashley grinned, almost embarrassed.  “But they won’t hear it.  You could get murdered in this neighborhood and they wouldn’t even know.”
       
       They cuddled and kissed some more, and then began to get more serious.  “Your turn now,” Ashley whispered.  “I know I can get you off better than she can too.”
       
       “Will you stop?” Laura laughed, pinching her.
       
       Ashley pinched back, and they had a two-minute happy tussle of gentle pinching and tickling, turning into more heated stroking and sucking, and then Ashley embarked on yet another proof of her boasted superiority by attempting to bring Laura to an orgasm that her big sister could not match.
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       






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