Keywords: FF, cons, interr
Part: Chapter 61
Author: Miranda Mars
Title: Laura's Story - an Interracial Lesbian Romance

	Laura - 61


          The pain didn't go away as quickly as Karen had said it would.  
    For two days afterward Laura could feel the burning and throbbing in 
    her pussy.  Uncomfortable though it was, it reminded her of the 
    experience, and each time she remembered it, she got hot all over 
    again.

          On the second day, when the pain was less, she even got so hot 
    that she tried to duplicate it.  In a desk drawer at home she found 
    an old ruler.  Lying on her back on the bed, she spread her thighs 
    and gently, then more vigorously, whipped her clit.  It was harder 
    to come than it had been when Karen did it to her.

          Somehow she would lose her strength, or her aim would be bad.  
    But it was wildly, wickedly exciting, and even though it took 
    longer, she finally did come unbelievably, after about fifteen 
    blows.  And of course, her pussy was sorer than ever afterward.

          And she could barely look at herself in the mirror.  You sick, 
    twisted psycho! she told herself.  Doing that!  Sick!  You should be 
    put away!  

          For days after she was stricken with guilt and shame.  Nothing 
    could make it better, not even the memory of ineffable ecstacy, 
    deeply shattering physical rapture.  And when she glanced at the 
    letter from Jonelle, which she had left conspicuously on her dining 
    room table as if to remind her that pure love was still possible, 
    she felt even worse.  What would she think of me if she knew I did 
    such a thing? she wondered.

          For two weeks after whipping herself, she had no sex at all, 
    and didn't even want any, so thoroughly satiated was she by these 
    shocking perversions.  And then, at the end of the two week period, 
    Cecilia actually asked her to lunch.

          Immediately, Laura felt a sharp, sickening feeling in the pit 
    of her stomach.  Oh god, no! she thought.  To sit across from her 
    again, and look into those eyes?  And want her?  And just have her 
    talk about us being just friends?

          But there was no way she couldn't give in.

          They lunched and chatted aimlessly.  But then, disarmingly, 
    Cecilia suddenly brought it up.

          "Are you really that way?" she asked Laura pointblank.  "I 
    mean, I know you said you weren't.  But . . . have you ever gone to 
    bed with a girl?  Really?"

          Even though she was shocked and surprised by the question, 
    Laura had lied about it so often before that now she didn't even 
    blush.  Cecilia was so good-natured, so artless about it.  She 
    seemed just curious.

          "No," Laura said, with just a brief swallow to betray her 
    guilt.  "Never."

          Cecilia beamed.  "I didn't think so," she said.  "I didn't 
    think you could do something like that.  God, I know I couldn't.  
    And I kept thinking, I bet you were wrong about her.  In that cute 
    little nightie, I mean.  I just got the wrong idea.  You were only 
    being friendly, right?"

          "Right."

          It was marvelous how some people could rewrite things that 
    happened to suit their own needs, Laura thought.

          "I keep seeing you in that thing," Cecilia said.  "Gosh, you 
    really were beautiful."

          "Why, thank you," Laura said, blushing now, giving in to it.  

    "You really should've tried it on.  I think it would have fit you.  
    You're not that much bigger than I am up here.  Maybe an inch or 
    two.  So they would push out more.  That would only make it sexier."

          "God, you're right," Cecilia said, eyes shining.  "And if it 
    did fit, could I borrow it?"

          "Of course."

          "Let's go by your place after work today and I'll try it on."

          Laura smiled.  "Okay."

          But all afternoon she didn't know what to think.  Was Cecilia 
    really trying to make amends?  Did she really believe her little 
    reworking of events?  After all, Laura had come on to her as clearly 
    as you could.  Or did Cecilia really want to go to bed with her and 
    was just being disingenuous?  Laura couldn't decide.

            And of course Cecilia was as enchantingly garrulous and 
    good-natured as ever, and just was gorgeous.  She acted as if the 
    small, botched seduction Laura had tried last time had never 
    happened at all.  At Laura's apartment she accepted a glass of wine, 
    then followed Laura into Laura's bedroom to get the teddy she was to 
    try on.

          "I'll just wait out in the livingroom," Laura said discreetly.  
    "You can come out and model it for me, if you want to.  But you 
    don't have to."

          "Oh, don't be silly," Cecilia said, eyes sparkling.

          Laura went into the livingroom with her own glass of wine and 
    sat down.  She could hardly control the churning in her stomach.  
    Her nerves were on edge, more than ever before, because she couldn't 
    figure out the situation and didn't know how to proceed.  Should she 
    make another pass at Cecilia?  Would it too end up in a disgraceful, 
    embarrassing scene?

          And how would she react to seeing the girl's fantastic near-
    naked body in the sexy teddy?  That is, if Cecilia actually did come 
    in to model it?

          Before she had a chance to think any more, Cecilia did appear, 
    coming in from the bedroom, wearing only the teddy.  Carefully, 
    Laura put down her glass, afraid she would drop it.  Except for when 
    she had seen Rina naked for the first time, she had never 
    experienced anything as shockingly beautiful as Cecilia.  Laura had 
    been to bed with several beautiful women, but none except Rina, and 
    now Cecilia, had made her lose her breath.

          The gauzy aquamarine teddy contrasted amazingly with Cecilia's 
    smooth, jet-black skin, and of course more of it was visible now 
    than Laura had ever seen before.  The garment was actually a little 
    small for her, but just enough to be fantastically sexy.  Her 
    jutting breasts pulled the fabric taut, and her thick black nipples 
    were clearly limned through the gauze.  

          "What do you think?" she asked, artlessly turning in front of 
    Laura.

          Oh god! Laura thought, trying to control herself.  "God, 
    you're beautiful," she said in a choked voice.

          "Think so?" Cecilia grinned, her vanity very evident.  She 
    knew exactly how beautiful she was.  "Think if you were a man you'd 
    like to screw me?" she asked coyly, looking at Laura from beneath 
    her long eyelashes.

          And now Laura wondered if they were still playing fair.  How 
    much should she risk?

          She gulped.  "Yes."

          Cecilia turned again, showing Laura her long back, most of 
    which was visible, and her high, outthrusting ass.  She looked back 
    over her shoulder at Laura.

          "Tell me the truth, Laura," she half-whispered.  "You want to 
    touch me, don't you."

          Laura gritted her teeth, looking clear-eyed straight at 
    Cecilia, who was definitely toying with her now.  "I don't think one 
    of us is playing fair," she said evenly.

          Cecilia sat down next to her on the sofa.  Her hard young 
    breasts jiggled slightly under the gauzy fabric.  She smiled, so 
    good-natured, so friendly, so uncomplicated.  She took one of 
    Laura's hands in both of hers.  Laura could see that Cecilia's eyes 
    were swimming and murky now, throbbing with familiar unspoken 
    questions.  Suddenly she realized what was happening. 

          "You can't have it back unless you take it off me," Cecilia 
    murmured, looking at Laura's mouth.

          Laura's lips parted in a half-smile.  "You forget that I know 
    where the snaps are."

          "No.  I didn't forget."

          Laura let her hand slide out of Cecilia's loose grasp, 
    dropping it slowly down between Cecilia's smooth, black thighs.  
    Cecilia parted them slightly to let her hand in, her eyes glowing 
    and pulsing with undisguised sexual excitement now.  The moment 
    Laura's fingers grazed the thin, gauzy fabric that concealed 
    Cecilia's crotch, she could feel the dampness.  Cecilia was wet, 
    very wet.

          Without taking her eyes from Cecilia's, Laura slid off the 
    sofa onto her knees between Cecilia's thighs.  Carefully, she 
    unsnapped both tiny snaps, then peeled the crotch flap of the teddy 
    up, exposing Cecilia's long, open, black-lipped cunt, its glistening 
    pink interior shiny with juice.

          "Ohh!" Cecilia gasped as Laura's tongue slipped quickly into 
    her pussy.

          Her black thighs clenched, but she didn't pull away.  

          "Oh!  Oh!" she whimpered softly.

          Laura knew that this was her chance, her only chance.  Cecilia 
    had risked all, but she could still back out, unless she were so 
    quickly overwhelmed that stopping was out of the question.  Laura 
    knew the girl was very aroused.  Her tongue quickly ascended to 
    Cecilia's clit and she flicked it wildly, raising the ante, bringing 
    Cecilia to the brink of an orgasm in about twenty seconds. 

          "Oh!  Unh!  Oh god!" Cecilia panted, her hips squirming as 
    Laura's mouth attacked her flooding pussy more and more 
    passionately.

          Now Laura sucked her clit, gently at first, then more sharply.  
    Cecilia's luscious body froze.  Then convulsions gripped her, and a 
    total helpless groan of pleasure tore its way out of her throat.

          "Aunngghhh!  Oh!  Oh . . . yes!  Ungghhmggnniieeee!  Oh god oh 
    Laura . . . auungghhh!" she cried out, coming in quick spasms.

          She was still panting and writhing in the aftershocks as Laura 
    pulled the teddy up over her head.  Laura kissed her neck and 
    shoulders, filled her hands with Cecilia's perfect, hard, very black 
    breasts, and lowered her mouth to the girl's large, bursting 
    nipples.

          Cecilia's naked body was even more gorgeous than Laura had 
    imagined, if that were possible, and Laura swarmed over the girl, 
    trying to undress herself at the same time, but unwilling to let 
    Cecilia surface entirely from the sexual swoon Laura had already 
    induced.  But when they finally kissed, a hot, devouring kiss, it 
    became clear that Cecilia wasn't backing out.

          "In your bedroom," she whispered to Laura as their mouths came 
    apart.  "Please."

          "Yes," Laura said, pulling her up from the sofa.

          Laura was nearly out of her clothes by the time they reached 
    her bedroom.  She pulled off the covers and drew Cecilia down on the 
    bed with her, still so hungry for the girl that she swarmed all over 
    her.  And Cecilia gave herself to Laura eagerly, moaning as Laura's 
    mouth explored her breasts and sucked her nipples.

          "Cecilia, you're so beautiful," she chanted softly, kissing 
    the girl's fantastic naked body, stroking it, sucking it.

          "Oh!  Oh god . . . Laura, oh god, you're going to make me come 
    again!" Cecilia whimpered.

          "I am, I'm going to make you come and come," Laura murmured, 
    sucking the swollen petals of Cecilia's pussy, tongue-raping her, 
    then assaulting her clit until Cecilia was groaning and mewling 
    through a second convulsive orgasm.

          She embraced the girl this time as the aftershocks died away, 
    and Cecilia, her eyes still glazed, looked at Laura worshipfully.

          "I . . . I didn't realize it could be like this," she said, 
    her voice still hoarse from the sharp moaning she had done in the 
    midst of her climaxes.

          "Mmmmm, it can be even better," Laura said, kissing her with 
    deep, lingering emotion.

          All of a sudden, Cecilia seemed to realize that Laura was 
    naked too, that she too had a beautiful body, and that she had not 
    yet had an orgasm.  She began to stroke Laura's flesh, and to kiss 
    Laura's body, tentatively at first, but then more boldly.

          "I've never done this," she whispered.

          "I know.  You told me," Laura smiled.

          Cecilia began to kiss Laura's perfect breasts, holding them in 
    her hands as if they were made of crystal and would break.  The last 
    traces of the red circles around them had finally disappeared only a 
    few days ago, and Laura felt completely at ease.  She squeezed one 
    of her own breasts in two hands, forcing the nipple into Cecilia's 
    open mouth.

          "Suck it hard, honey, hard," she panted.  "Don't be gentle.  I 
    like it hard.  Yes, like that.  Ohhnn!  Yes!"

          And of course the usual happened.  Laura was so aroused from 
    fucking Cecilia, and so doubly aroused by having it all come true, 
    having Cecilia fucking her now, that she came almost immediately.  
    Cecilia's mouth on her nipples, and Cecilia's tentative hand rubbing 
    her pussy, quickly brought her to a hot seizure of coming.

          "Annghghh!  Oh!  Oh yes, right there, yes, Cecilia . . . oh 
    baby oh yes now!  Unngghhiieee!  Oh!  Ungghh!  God yes!  Aunngghh!"

          She came thrillingly, holding onto Cecilia and pumping her 
    pussy up into the girl's hand, groaning and shuddering until it 
    began to wane.

          "God, you came so hard," Cecilia said, when Laura's breathing 
    returned to normal.  "Did I do that?"

          "You sure did," Laura smiled.  "I wanted you so much, I 
    could've come if you just breathed on me hard." 

          "You really did, didn't you," Cecilia said, wide-eyed.  "Want 
    me, I mean.  I mean, I thought you did, and I couldn't believe it.  
    No other girl ever tried to get me in bed before." 

          "I didn't think you'd ever let me."

          "I didn't either."  Cecilia smiled broadly.  "But you know 
    what?  I kept having fantasies of how you looked in that thingee.  
    You know.  And asking me if I wanted to touch you?  And I did.  I 
    did want to."

          The girl's innocence was so winning that Laura kissed her 
    passionately, then made love to her again, and brought Cecilia to 
    two more orgasms before they paused.  The girl's black black skin 
    was like black velvet to Laura, who luxuriated in kissing and 
    stroking Cecilia's beautiful naked body, who loved hearing her cry 
    out in uncontrollable ecstacy, the girl who had so confidently told 
    her that 'I'm not like that'.

          "I've never come four times in a row in my life," Cecilia 
    said, eyes wide, astonished.

          Laura had heard it from others, so often that she tended to 
    forget that before Karen, she never had either.  Now she wouldn't 
    think of a sexual encounter without multiple orgasms, but she knew 
    how Cecilia felt.  She kissed her tenderly, cupping her amazingly 
    beautiful naked breasts with one hand.

          "Four times is only a beginning," she murmured.

          "You're kidding.  I couldn't come again right now if the 
    Marine Corps lined up to make me."

          "Mmmm, we're not talking about the Marine Corps," Laura 
    murmured, dropping her mouth to one of Cecilia's breasts.

          Now she was in no hurry, and she allowed herself to make love 
    to Cecilia's beautiful breasts patiently, with agonizingly slow 
    tenderness, awakening the wonderful sensitivity of the girl's large, 
    soft black nipples with her tongue and lips until Cecilia was 
    twisting and mewling frantically under her, begging her, imploring 
    Laura for relief.

          "But you can't come again," Laura teased softly, nuzzling her 
    neck, kissing her incredibly smooth cheek, then her mouth.  "You 
    said you can't."

          "Oh!" Cecilia gasped, as Laura's lips found one of her nipples 
    again.  "Oh god!  I think I can . . . oh Laura, I . . . yes, I can!  
    Please!  Oh god . . . oh unnhhh!  Oh please, Laura, please!  Quick!  
    Unhhhh!  Oh!"

          Laura knew the girl was on the edge of a fierce explosion.  
    One touch of her finger to Cecilia's clit sent Cecilia into writhing 
    spasms and hot, keening moans.  Laura sucked her nipples a little 
    harder, not biting them but suck-mauling them passionately.  At the 
    same time, she scissored Cecilia's swollen clit between two fingers, 
    jerking it vigorously, quickly bringing Cecilia to a jolting, 
    wrenching climax.

          "Auugnhhh!  Oh . . . god!" she cried out, her face torn with 
    rapture as the shock hit her.  "Unngghmmmiieeee!  Oh!  Ugghhh!  Oh!  
    Oh!"

          And Laura wasn't inclined to let up on her.  While Cecilia was 
    still coming, she slid between the girl's shapely black thighs and 
    began to suck and tongue Cecilia's lovely pussy with all the skill 
    she had gained making love to others, feeling some of the same pure 
    emotion she had felt with Rina and Jonelle, even with Yvette, and 
    lately with Brandi, feeling love for Cecilia, as well as devastating, 
    unquenchable lust.  I want her to come and come, she thought.  
    Cecilia, I want to turn you inside out with coming.

          And for the next twenty minutes she did exactly that, taking 
    the undulating, whimpering, moaning girl on a rollercoaster ride of 
    clever dips punctuated by fierce explosions.  During this period 
    Cecilia had six more orgasms, each one more powerful than the last.  
    The sixth one was a stunning blow that sent her into a trance of 
    coming that reminded Laura of the deep, trancelike orgasms Jonelle 
    would have in her arms.  Cecilia nearly lost consciousness, swooning 
    with an ecstacy so deep she took several minutes to fight her way 
    back out of it.

          When she finally surfaced, she was awestruck by what had 
    happened.  "Laura, you're trying to kill me with fucking," she said, 
    half-giggling.

          "Oh no I'm not," Laura smiled.  "I want to fuck you and fuck 
    you.  I don't ever want to stop."

          "I can tell you I thought that last one was going to kill me," 
    Cecilia beamed.  She shook her head.  "How can anybody come so much, 
    and so hard?"

          "Your body is capable of more than you realize.  And you're a 
    quick, fairly easy comer.  You don't take forever."

          "I do with Ron," Cecilia confessed.  "Sometimes he's over 
    before I even get there.  In fact, lots of times.  Then I have to 
    wait for him to get hard again, then I have to get hot all over 
    again, quickly.  Know what I mean?"

          Laura nodded.

          "You've done it with guys too, haven't you?  So you know what 
    I mean?"

          "Yes."

          "But you must have done it with lots of girls," Cecilia said, 
    breathlessly, her attitude a mixture of sad jealousy and wild 
    curiosity.  "You didn't figure out how to make me come ten times 
    just by sitting here thinking about it."

          "I think about you a lot."

          "How many?"

          "A few."

          "How many is a few?  Five?  Ten?"

          "Between five and ten."   Laura actually didn't know how many.  
    She started to count.  Karen, Rina, Yvette, Chanitra, Sandra, Shawn, 
    Brandi, Jonelle, Cassandra, Barbara, and now Cecilia.  That made 
    eleven.

          "I'm jealous of them," Cecilia said, pulling Laura down on the 
    sheet.  

          "You don't have to be," Laura said warmly.  "None of them was 
    as beautiful as you."

          "You're only saying that."

          "I think you know how beautiful you are."

          "Not as much as you.  I like to . . . do it to you, too.  You 
    know that?"

          "Mmmm, why don't you 'do it to me' again, then?  I'm about 
    ready to pop, after watching you come six times in a row."

          "I just might do that," Cecilia smiled, beginning to caress 
    Laura's body more boldly now, more aggressively.

          She learned quickly, and this time brought Laura to two sharp 
    climaxes in only a few minutes.  For the first time, she slid down 
    between Laura's thighs and pressed her mouth to Laura's pussy, 
    eating Laura passionately, squeezing Laura's hard little buns with 
    her hands and driving her tongue deep into the puckered cleft of 
    Laura's cunt until Laura was shuddering and clenching helplessly 
    through a fierce orgasm.

          And then, learning from Laura, she capitalized on Laura's 
    plateau of arousal by raising her hands to Laura's breasts and 
    pinching Laura's nipples while mouth-mauling Laura's clit.  
    Temporarily coming down from her first orgasm, Laura quickly felt a 
    new, sharp climax wrenching her body.

          "Ohhnngg!" she cried out, arching, quivering, overcome by it.  
    "Ungghh!  Oh!  Ohhhhnnnn!"

          And the coming flowed like lava through her veins, filling her 
    with ecstacy that lasted and lasted.  The surprise of the second 
    orgasm was almost as intense as the pleasure, and she fell back to 
    the bed, panting and sighing, pulling Cecilia up to kiss her and 
    embrace her.

          "Oh baby, it was so good," she gasped, kissing Cecilia, 
    stroking her, still throbbing with the aftershocks.

          "But you're still way behind me," Cecilia said, kissing her 
    back.  

          "If you fuck me like that, I'll catch up quick," Laura 
    murmured.

          "You really use that word, don't you," Cecilia said, crinkling 
    her nose.  "Always makes me embarrassed to use that word."

          "You can use any word you like, as long as you do it," Laura 
    smiled.

          "I like 'make love'.  I kind of . . . love you, you know.  I 
    wouldn't be doing this with anybody I didn't love."

          "You're making my blood boil," Laura said, truthfully.  She 
    could feel her pulse palpitating, and her cunt oozing nectars again.  
    So soon, so soon after two hot orgasms.

          She swarmed all over Cecilia, who returned the favor.
          "How can we be so hot for each other when we just came so 
    much?" Cecilia asked her.

          But Laura couldn't answer.  Cecilia's hands and lips on her 
    flesh quickly sent her into a swoon, and a few more passionate 
    caresses had her coming again, first a sharp, jolting orgasm, and 
    then a long, emotional, shuddering rapture of coming as she lay 
    quivering in Cecilia's arms, looking into her dark, glistening eyes 
    and moaning with each movement of Cecilia's hand against her 
    fluttering pussy.

          Now they had no choice but to rest, lapsing into sleep, drowsy 
    and happy curled up next to each other.  But Laura awoke while 
    Cecilia was still asleep and took the opportunity to scrutinize the 
    girl's incredible sleek body.  She had never seen such a 
    masterpiece.  Not even Rina's had been more perfect, and she 
    wondered why such unparalleled physical beauty made her want to 
    drink it, devour it, swallow it, made her want to bring poor Cecilia 
    to helpless quivering heights of unspeakable ecstacy, which of 
    course would bring her, Laura, there too. 

          Cecilia was curled on her side, so that her spectacular bottom 
    was exposed, and Laura spent five minutes just looking at its curved 
    perfection.  It was more classically perfect than Chanitra's, who's 
    beautiful ass stuck out further than most people might like, though 
    Laura was totally lust-struck by it.  But Cecilia's was high and 
    round and not too big, beautifully shaped, and after looking at it 
    so long, it was impossible for Laura not to touch it.

          She began by kissing and stroking Cecilia's smooth black buns, 
    wakening her gently, bringing moans of pleasure from the girl's 
    throat as she pushed Cecilia over onto her stomach and began to 
    caress her ass more aggressively.

          "Here, put this under your tummy," she said, pulling a pillow 
    over to Cecilia's hand.

          With the pillow under her, Cecilia's ass was uptilted, and her 
    pussy beneath it was exposed too.  

          "Ohhhnnnn!" she moaned as Laura pulled her firm cheeks apart, 
    exploring the crack between them with her tongue.  "Oh god, Laura, 
    what are you doing to me?" she whimpered softly.

          "Have you ever been fucked in the ass?" Laura asked, tickling 
    the tiny, pinched-shut ring of Cecilia's anus with the tip of her 
    tongue.

          "Oh!  Oh!" Cecilia cried out, squirming wildly.  "No . . . I 
    never have.  Wouldn't let anybody.  You either!"

          But before she could pull away, Laura had insinuated her 
    tongue into the girl's tight rectum, pushing it in as far as it 
    would go.  Cecilia squealed softly, and shivers gripped her whole 
    body, but she didn't pull away.

          "Aiiieeee!" she squealed, "oh Jesus that feels so good, oh god 
    Laura, oh oh!"

          Laura sat up beside her, grinning.  Then she opened the 
    bedstand drawer and took out a small bottle of Johnson's Baby Oil.  
    Cecilia's eyes widened.

          "Put that back," she said.

          Laura shook her head.  She had never gone this far the first 
    time with anyone, but somehow she felt that continuing to push 
    Cecilia forward was the right thing.  

          "I ain't gon' let you fuck me in my ass," Cecilia said.

          But before she could roll off the pillow, Laura was on top of 
    her, kissing her phenomenal naked back and pressing her own naked 
    breasts into it, then breathing into Cecilia's ear. 

          "Trust me, honey.  You won't regret it."

          "Oh!  Oh no, please, Laura, please no," Cecilia whimpered as 
    Laura slipped down between her thighs.

          "It's only one finger, honey," Laura cooed to her. "You'll 
    come so hard."

          Quickly she stuck her forefinger deep into the plastic bottle, 
    coating it completely with oil.  Then she put the open bottle on the 
    bedstand.  She parted Cecilia's hard round cheeks with her other 
    hand, then slid the finger forward into Cecilia's ass, almost before 
    she knew it was coming.

          "Unghh!  Oh!  God!" Cecilia gasped, looking over her shoulder 
    at Laura, her face contorted with shock, but not pain.

          Laura began fucking her with the finger, sliding it in, 
    pulling it out, getting her used to the rhythm of it.  Then she 
    began kissing and gently biting Cecilia's incredible hard buns, 
    until Cecilia was going wild, squirming and moaning heatedly.

          "Oh baby, you have such a beautiful ass, such a beautiful 
    pussy," Laura murmured to her, now sliding two more fingers from her 
    other hand into Cecilia's sopping-wet pussy, fucking it too.

          And now Cecilia was no longer resisting.  Deep in a demented 
    trance of fucking, she swirling her ass back into Laura's invading 
    hands, groaning softly as they penetrated her, whimpering as her 
    body ascended each new level of arousal.

          "Oh god . . . oh god . . . oh god," she mumbled, closer and 
    closer to a fierce climax.

          "Yes, baby, yes, you're going to come . . . now, now, now," 
    Laura chanted, picking up the tempo, now fucking her hard with both 
    hands while devouring Cecilia's beautiful black asscheeks with her 
    mouth at the same time.

          And now she bit the firm round flesh harder, providing even 
    more sensation, making Cecilia squeal and bury her face in the sheet 
    as her climax drew nearer.  Harder and harder Laura fucked the girl, 
    knowing it was only seconds away.  And when Cecilia did come, her 
    orgasm transcended all those she had already had in force.

          "Auunnngghiiieeee!" she screamed into the sheet, her lovely 
    sleek body clenching and writhing and straining as shocking spasms 
    of sexual rapture gripped her.  "Ungghh!  Oh!  Ohnngg . . . 
    auunnghhieeee!"

          She came hard and long, and again while she was still coming 
    Laura rolled her off the pillow onto her back and began to attack 
    the girl's pussy with her mouth, prolonging the ecstacy by bringing 
    Cecilia to two more wrenching climaxes before she stopped.  When it 
    was over, Cecilia was stunned, dazed, still glassy-eyed from the 
    wrenching experience.

          "Somehow I think the Marine Corps couldn't have fucked me that 
    hard," she said softly to Laura.

          "Mmmm, they might have done it hard, but not with the same 
    results," Laura smiled, embracing her passionately.

          At the same time she was thinking, Honey, believe me, you 
    don't know what it's like to be fucked really hard until you've 
    spent a perverted evening with my friend Karen.  But I'm glad you 
    enjoyed it.

          Still unable to stop, they continued fucking for another hour, 
    and by the time they quit, too exhausted to continue, Cecilia had 
    come another seven or eight times.  Laura was close behind.  As she 
    finally, reluctantly, pulled on her clothes, Cecilia let Laura know 
    how flabbergasted she was by the experience. 

          "This kind of sex could put you in the hospital," she said, 
    beaming.

          "It looks like it agreed with you."

          Cecilia kissed Laura, a deep, emotional, long kiss.  "I can't 
    wait to get my energy back.  Laura, you'd better rest.  You're in 
    for a workout, next time."

          Laura smiled, filled with love for the girl and her 
    enthusiasm.  "Won't you have trouble getting away from what's-his-
    name?"

          Cecilia frowned.  "Probably.  He's already jealous of you, and 
    he doesn't even know we did this."

          "How'd you get away from him tonight?"

          "He's bowling with the guys tonight."  Cecilia couldn't help 
    breaking into a mischievous, infectious grin.  "And I be screwing 
    with the girls, eh?  One girl.  Laura," she said, suddenly serious, 
    "I never thought I could feel this way.  I never thought it could be 
    this way.  Sex.  Love.  Everything with you, more than I ever 
    imagined.  How am I going to deal with this?"

          Laura said nothing, not knowing what to say.  She didn't want 
    a repeat of the business with Rina's boyfriend, poor dead Rina.  Or 
    of Yvette's husband, who still might kill them both if he found out 
    what she and Yvette had done since his first threats.

          "But girl," Cecilia said.  "I never came more than twenty 
    times with anybody!  Anybody!  Even by myself!  The most I ever came 
    before tonight was twice.  And I can remember each time.  How can I 
    go to bed with him when I'd rather be with you?"

          "I . . . don't know," Laura said, looking down.  "The only 
    thing I know is that you have to be careful.  He won't understand."

          "I don't blame him.  I don't understand it myself.  I just 
    know that I want you.  And since I did it with you, I realize I 
    never wanted anybody else so much as you."

          Laura hugged her.  "I want you too."  She walked Cecilia 
    downstairs to the lobby door.  "Please be careful."

          Cecilia clearly wanted to kiss Laura but restrained herself.  
    Her eyes were brimming with tears, and Laura wanted her at this 
    moment even more strongly than she had at any time when they were 
    naked together upstairs in her bed.  

          "See you tomorrow?" Cecilia said in a quavering voice.

          "Tomorrow," Laura said, watching her walk to her car.


