part: Chapter 4
author: Miranda Mars
title: Laura's Story - an Interracial Lesbian Romance



          And in the morning, when they awoke, they fucked twice more 
    before even leaving the bed.  Then once more together in the shower.  
    By the time they left for work, they had each come twenty-one times 
    since they had entered Laura's apartment the night before.

          Neither could believe it.

          "Did we actually do that?" Karen whispered to Laura as they 
    drove to work.  

          Laura nodded.  "I think we must have set a record."

          "I know it was a record for me."

          "Once I came three times, twice in the evening, once the next 
    morning," Laura said.  "I never knew I could come twenty-one times.  
    Until you."

          In the parking lot, they gazed rapturously into each other's 
    eyes, feeling like they were in love, longing to kiss heatedly, even 
    to fuck again, right there, but afraid to risk even a hidden caress.  
    It was scary.  Both of them were terrified of the strong feelings 
    they had, but they tried to conceal it from each other and from 
    themselves.

          "I . . . I want to see you again," Laura murmured shyly.  "I 
    know what we did was wrong, but I want it.  I want it again."

          Karen took her hand.  "I want it as bad as you do," she 
    whispered.  "We can't think of it as wrong.  It's too good to be 
    wrong."

          "But we're not lesbians," Laura whispered, drawing closer.

          "We both know that.  Who else do we care about?"

          "I want to fuck with you right here.  In front of everybody."

          "But we don't want to lose our jobs," Karen said, eyes 
    glittering with desire.

          "I know," Laura admitted glumly.

          They went into to work, hurting at the separation, but grimly 
    determined to keep their wild night a secret.  And yet as the day 
    wore on, Laura began to feel more and more guilty about what they had 
    done.  True, the guilt made her lust for Karen seem even hotter, but 
    it carried with it the terrible shame of having slept with another 
    girl, and done unspeakable things.  Even the memory of twenty-one 
    orgasms was tinged with revulsion and embarrassment.

          God, maybe I am a lesbian! she thought.  I've just never 
    realized it till now.  Because I want her bad, more than any man.  
    More than I ever wanted any man!  I want to fuck her . . . and eat 
    her . . . and rub my pussy against hers until we both just melt with 
    coming.  Oh god, it was so good!

          She could almost climax all over again, just recalling it.  The 
    whole thing was very disturbing.  All day she had to fight the urge 
    to go to the part of the building where Karen worked.  Just to see 
    her.  Maybe to get her alone somewhere.  In the bathroom.  And touch 
    her.  And slip a hand into her groin, or free one of her fantastic, 
    beautiful breasts and suck it.

          Laura got wet just thinking of it.  And more angry with 
    herself.  You're not that way! she told herself.  You're not a 
    lesbian!  Why do you want her?  You like men!  You need a man to fuck 
    you.  And I mean, really fuck you.  Rape you.  That's what you need.

          With that in mind, and suppressing her very acute emotional 
    longing and sexual yearning for the beautiful black girl, she went 
    after work to a popular singles bar where many of her fellow workers 
    often went.  It didn't take her long to attract a group of men, all 
    of them competing heavily for her attention.

          All Laura had to do was pick one, and she picked a guy who had 
    actually been pursuing her for about a year, Rick Perkins, who worked 
    in the same company and was very good-looking.  In fact, she had been 
    tempted to go out with him often in the past, but things had never 
    turned out just right.  Now, however, she was very receptive.

          When he suggested that they go to his place, she said, "Only if 
    you promise to behave yourself and not take advantage of me."

          She glared deep into his eyes to see how he would react.

          "Wouldn't think of it," he said quickly.  "Just a quick drink.  
    Then I'll take you home."

          But remarkably enough, she found that she enjoyed his company 
    very much.  They got along well, and were laughing and relaxed in a 
    short time.  They sent out for pizza from his apartment, and by nine 
    o'clock, after a few drinks, Laura had forced herself to forget about 
    Karen enough to think that the idea of letting this handsome guy fuck 
    her was not so bad.  In fact, it was kind of exciting.

          And he seemed to sense the softening of her attitude.  While 
    getting her a fresh drink, he circled behind her chair.  Then she 
    felt his face dipping into her hair, felt his lips on her neck.  Then 
    she was turning her head, her mouth meeting his.  They kissed slowly, 
    heatedly.  When their lips came apart, Laura was panting softly.

          "I . . . I'm sorry," Rick apologized, clearly sincere.  "You're 
    very beautiful.  I just wanted to smell your hair and I . . . got 
    carried away."

          "Mmmmm, I like the way you get carried away," Laura smiled, 
    offering her sensual mouth to him again.

          His kissed her skillfully, then demandingly.  Suddenly, he was 
    pulling her up from the easy chair, crushing her body into his and 
    digging his fingers into her flesh through her clothes.  And Laura 
    was not resisting.  It was as if she were awakening to a fresh way of 
    making love, after her exquisite night in Karen's arms, and at the 
    same time his rough, masculine treatment of her recalled all her past 
    sexual experiences before Karen.

          God, he's really after me! she thought, feeling her heart race 
    and her hot blood pump.  He's so rough, and hard!

          Rick's mouth was on her smooth neck, giving her excited 
    goosebumps.  His fingers unfastened the buttons of her blouse, 
    opening them one by one.  They both looked down as the top of Laura's 
    lacy peach bra came into view.  The deep valley between her firm 
    breasts was visible.

          He dropped his head and kissed it.  His lips roamed over the 
    bulging tops of her breasts.  Laura wriggled out of her blouse. 
 
          "You take it off," he whispered.  "There's nothing sexier than 
    a woman taking off her own bra."

          Unless she's taking off another woman's bra, Laura thought, her 
    mind quickly filling with images of Karen's bra coming off, Karen's 
    round, perfect breasts spilling out, Karen's soft, puffy, black 
    nipples . . .

          But she clenched her teeth and made the images go away.  
    Actually, she couldn't help briefly thinking about Karen and Rick in 
    the same instant, speculating on what it would be like with both of 
    them.  Both of them fucking me! she thought.  God, I'd die!

          She reached both arms behind her back slowly, letting him watch 
    her breasts swell and push against the bra cups.  Tantalizing him, 
    she slowly released the clasp.  Then she skimmed the shoulder straps 
    down her arms.  The cups came away from her firm, jutting breasts.  
    Her swollen coral nipples gleamed in the soft light.

          Rick brought his hands up and carefully cradled her breasts in 
    his palms.  "I've never seen such perfection," he murmured.

          Laura kissed him, urgently.  "Do you like to kiss and suck 
    perfection?" she asked him throatily.

          He dropped his mouth to her breasts and within seconds had her 
    whimpering and shivering with sexual excitement.  His mouth on her 
    sensitive nipples was completely unlike Karen's.  He was just as 
    feverish and hungry, but he sucked her sharply, almost violently, 
    taking a chunk of her breast inside his mouth with her wildly 
    throbbing nipple, digging his fingers into the resilent globes.

          "Oh!  Oh god!" Laura whimpered, writhing in his grasp.

          They sank to the floor beside his sofa.  Rick wouldn't release 
    her breasts.  He was obsessed by them, tonguing and sucking and 
    assaulting her nipples until Laura was moaning hysterically, her 
    hands tearing at his belt buckle.  She got it open and pulled his 
    pants down, freeing his cock, a huge, hot, throbbing weapon, bigger 
    than any she had ever seen.  She slipped down his body, scooping his 
    balls and his jumping prick up into her hands, peppering the 
    twitching pole with hot kisses.

          "Laura," he panted.  "I've never seen such beautiful boobs in 
    my life.  God, you're beautiful."

          "Mmmmmm, I've never seen such a big cock," she said, slurping 
    it passionately.

          He groaned as she began to make frenzied love to his twitching 
    prick.  She burrowed her mouth down into his crotch, teasing his 
    balls with her tongue, then kissing her way up the rock-hard shaft of 
    his enormous cock until she reached the ballooning, purplish head.  
    She took it into her mouth, drooling warm spittle all over it, then 
    sucking him cleverly, not too hard, but insistently, rhythmically, 
    until he was cawing and churning his hips, upfucking her mouth, 
    holding her head in his hands.

          She could hardly believe how hungry they were for it.  They 
    were both still half-dressed, but nothing could stop them.  She held 
    his huge, hard cock in her hands and rubbed it all over her naked 
    breasts, driving him crazy with lust.  

          "Don't you want to come all over my breasts?" she panted to 
    him.  "Come in my mouth and all over my breasts?"

          "Unnhhh . . . ohnnnn!" he moaned.  "Yes!  Ungghhh!  God . . . 
    yes, suck it hard!  Ungghhh!"

          Neither one of them could control themselves.  Laura wanted him 
    to fuck her, but she didn't want to stop sucking his cock.  She held 
    the massive shaft in her hands and dove on the swollen head of his 
    prick, sucking him fiercely, feeling his body stiffen and jerk.

          Then suddenly, his prick was spouting into her mouth, foaming 
    up with creamy spurts of jism, while he groaned and jammed it into 
    her throat.  Laura swallowed, then yanked it from her mouth and 
    pressed it against her breasts, feeling the dollops of cum spatter 
    her nipples and run in glistening rivulets down her creamy globes.  
    She fed it back into her mouth in time to drink the last few drops 
    that her fingers coaxed from the throbbing tube.

          Finally, Rick collapsed in a disheveled mess, panting and 
    gasping, beside her.  Both were only half-dressed, Laura's naked 
    breasts streaked with his cum, his huge cock drooping now.  She 
    kissed him.

          "I hope that was just the appetizer," she whispered.

          "I'm sorry it happened so fast," he grinned.  "I . . . guess I 
    just couldn't help it."

          "I tried to make sure of that," she said.

          Feeling very seductive, and very aroused by his orgasm, she 
    slowly wiped his cum off her breasts with one finger and licked it 
    clean.  As Rick watched her, his cock began to swell and jump again.

          "Why don't we adjourn to the bedroom," he suggested.  "So much 
    more comfortable."

          "I agree," Laura smiled.

          He grabbed a couple of towels from the hall closet on the way.  
    In his bedroom was a king-size bed.  He pulled down the bedcovers, 
    exposing the sheet.  Laura could feel her pussy getting wetter at the 
    sight of this huge mattress playground.  She unzipped her skirt and 
    did a slow, tantalizing striptease for him, ending with her lacy 
    bikini panties, which she skimmed slowly down her long, tawny legs.

          Rick shed his shirt fast, and they fell together completely 
    naked on the bed, his hands racing all over Laura's smooth, exquisite 
    body.  She moaned softly as his mouth began to explore her flesh.  It 
    was so different from the way Karen had made love to her.  He was 
    not tender and inventive like Karen, who, even at her most urgent, 
    was insinuating, tantalizing, cleverly wicked.  Rick was hard and 
    rough and quick.  He wiped the residue of his cum off her breasts 
    with a towel, then scooped them up and began kissing and sucking them 
    with renewed fervor, quickly bringing her to the edge of a sharp 
    orgasm. 

          She knew that the slightest thing would make her spill over 
    with coming.  She was so aroused from having him come in her mouth 
    and all over her breasts that it didn't take much to arouse her to 
    the brink.  

          She parted her thighs and let him settle between them, her 
    tense body shaking and twisting with sexual need.

          "Ohhhhh Rick . . . fuck me," she begged him.  "Do it to me now, 
    please, don't wait . . . I need it, I'm so close!  Please!"

          "I've never seen a girl as beautiful as you," he panted, 
    kissing her neck, rubbing her sopping-wet pussy with his hand, making 
    her groan and gasp with frantic lust.

          Finally, Laura dropped one shaking hand between them and pulled 
    the fat, steel-hard stalk of his long prick toward her swollen 
    cuntlips.

          "Put it in me!" she whimpered.  "Please!"

          He guided the swollen head of his gigantic cock into her 
    glistening, red gash, pushing the whole enormous stalk in deep.  
    Laura clenched her teeth and mewled softly as she felt the massive 
    piston fill her hungry pussy.  

          "Ohhnnnn . . . oh god, it's so big!" she gasped.

          "I'll try not to hurt you," Rick panted.

          Laura had never felt anything like this.  His cock was so big 
    that it seemed to fill her whole body, cramming her tight cunt, 
    making her flesh swell and throb and pulse with fire.  And when he 
    began to move it in and out of her, she whimpered and saw stars.  His 
    long prick jabbed up against the back of her pussy, making her wince 
    and quiver with incredible bliss at the same instant.

          She locked her thighs around his hips and began pumping 
    frantically, so close to a stupendous orgasm that she went briefly 
    crazy with wild lust.

          "Oh please, do it hard!" she begged.  "Hurt me . . . I don't 
    care!  Unghhh!  Owwnchhh!  God . . . it's so big!  Awwnnggghh!  Oh!  
    Oh yes!  Harder!  Unghh!  Aungghh!"

          Rick slid his hands down to cup her firm asscheeks, then rammed 
    his cock into her again and again, stabbing it deep, bringing wild 
    yelps from Laura's throat.  She had never been fucked this way, or by 
    such a monstrously huge prick, which seemed almost to split her body 
    in two as it reamed her hot, creaming pussy.

          And as her orgasm grew closer, Rick fucked her even harder, 
    pulling her cunt into his uprearing cock, ripping it up into her.  
    She groaned and stiffened, her body arching, her muscles clenched, 
    her breath suspended, as the shock waves of her climax began to 
    strike.  He plunged his massive cock to the hilt in her pussy, and 
    the whole universe burst into a fierce explosion as Laura came 
    violently.

          "Auungghhh!" she cried out, gagging on a shocking uprush of 
    ecstacy.  "Ohnng!  Annghiieeee!  Ohnngghiieeee!"

          The fierce spasms raked and wrenched her undulating body, 
    stabbed into fresh new intensity by his huge, thrusting cock, then 
    renewed again by the feeling of his cum spurting into her in sharp, 
    quick bursts.  Even her most urgent couplings with Karen had not 
    approached the violence of this climax, which seemed to wring her dry 
    and finally left her panting and wasted under Rick's sagging body, 
    her pussy still throbbing and fluttering, still impaled on his 
    massive prick, her clit still tingling with feathery aftershocks of a 
    brutal fuck. 

          "I didn't know you were going to try to kill me as well as fuck 
    me," she murmured to him as he rolled to the side.

          "I'm sorry, was I too rough?  I thought you wanted it that 
    way."

          "Mmmmmm, I did," she purred.  "It was just what I needed."

          And she was telling the truth.  She had not thought of Karen, 
    except briefly as the spasms were dying away, and then only to 
    acknowledge how different fucking with Rick was.  And even though her 
    pussy was a little sore after such a mauling, she knew she wouldn't 
    be going home without at least one more.  She could see it in Rick's 
    eyes, and she knew she wanted it.

          "You really like to fuck, don't you," he grinned.

          "Do you know somebody who doesn't?"

          "Oh, but you like it more than most.  With this gorgeous body, 
    I can see why.  You really are the most beautiful woman I've ever 
    had."

          "I know one more beautiful," she said.

          "More than you?"

          "Yes.  And I can tell you a secret," she whispered.  "You 
    haven't fucked her, but I have."

          Rick's eyes widened with curiosity.  "Tell me more."

          Laura shook her head, grinning.  "Does it excite you?"

          They both looked down at his limp cock.  It didn't stir.  But 
    it sure is big, Laura thought.  I feel like he's been ramming a 
    baseball bat up and down inside my pussy.

          "It excites me," Rick said.  "But after two quick ones, it 
    takes this old boy about half an hour to come back to life."

          "Half an hour!" Laura teased him.  "With my girlfriend, we only 
    stopped fucking to sleep.  I came over twenty times."

          Rick shrugged.  "I guess I can't equal that.  Maybe you should 
    give her a call."

          But Laura snuggled up to him, caressing his huge, lovely prick.  
    "Oh no, I think I can wait for what you have to offer.  I mean, two 
    is better than one, isn't it."

          "And three is better than two," he smiled.

          "No, silly.  I mean people.  Think of what it would be like to 
    have both of you fucking me, you and her."

    


