Keywords: FF, cons, interr, bd, toys
Part: Chapter 62
Author: Miranda Mars
Title: Laura's Story - an Interracial Lesbian Romance

Chapter 62


          For Laura, work life was becoming more complicated.  She now 
    had running sexual affairs with Karen, Yvette, Barbara, and Cecilia, 
    all of whom worked in the same place with her.  Karen worked in 
    another part of the company, and they rarely ran into each other.  
    But the other three she saw almost daily, and the opportunity was 
    ripe for jealousies and misunderstandings galore.

          The point became clearer to her when Barbara glimpsed her 
    leaning over Cecilia's desk, whispering to Cecilia, her lips only an 
    inch from Cecilia's fantastic smooth black cheek.  She had, of 
    course, been telling Cecilia how much she dreamed of fucking her 
    again, and Barbara, of course, knew it, just from watching them. 

          In the hallway minutes later she stopped Laura.

          "You really got into her pants, didn't you, you slut," she 
    grinned at Laura.  "You stuck your tongue into that sweet little 
    black jigaboo's pussy."

          "The way you talk," Laura scowled.

          "Sorry.  That beautiful girl.  She is a beautiful girl.  Was 
    it good?"

          "What do you think."

          "I think you lost your head, girl.  I think she put a spell on 
    you.  I think you need a little raw rubbing with me to break the 
    spell."  Barbara's eyes smoked.  Laura could feel her own body 
    throbbing in response.  "How about tonight?"

          "God, Barbara, you're so bad."

          "I'm right, too."

          "Maybe so."

          "Seven o'clock?  We might need a long time," she said, 
    suggestively.

          Laura nodded, and they parted, not wishing to call attention 
    to themselves.  

          All day Laura wondered why she had agreed.  Her thoughts were 
    almost constantly on Cecilia.  Sometimes she felt she would die if 
    she couldn't hold the girl's wonderful naked body again soon.  And 
    Cecilia seemed to feel the same way.  They were both lovestruck, 
    mooning after each other, so much so that Laura purposely kept away 
    from her most of the time for fear of being seen by everyone as too 
    obviously in love.

          But Cecilia was, of course, still engaged to Ron.  She still 
    wore the ring.  And she still had to spend time with him.  This 
    evening, for example.  She couldn't get away, she explained 
    mournfully to Laura.  And Laura knew Ron would be fucking her, and 
    this made her stomach curdle with acid.

          And so, when Barbara beckoned, especially since Laura knew 
    from past experience that Barbara wasn't exactly a timid or 
    restrained bed partner, to put it mildly, she accepted quickly.  She 
    would not think of Ron fucking Cecilia if Barbara were making her 
    climb the walls.  Or blindfolding her and encasing her in rope and 
    trying to fuck her to death, she thought, remembering the last time.

          So, by the time a smiling Barbara opened the door to let her 
    in at seven o'clock, Laura was wet and almost trembling with 
    anticipation.  The fact that she had climaxed almost twenty times 
    the previous evening with Cecilia seemed to be ancient history.  She 
    was so horny for Barbara that the sight of the lovely girl in 
    cutoffs and a loose-fitting tee-shirt that clearly showed her hard 
    little breasts off was enough to make Laura's breath accelerate.

          "My my, don't you look good enough to eat," she said to 
    Barbara.

          "I hope you mean it," Barbara grinned, making a big show out 
    of fastening the deadbolt lock shut.  "I know I'm not as pretty as 
    that cute little jig you been licking."

          "Don't underestimate your appeal," Laura said, coming close, 
    then grabbing Barbara and kissing her hard.

          Barbara kissed back.  "I think I know some things she don't 
    know," she said into Laura's teeth, unfastening one button on 
    Laura's blouse.

          "Several things."

          Laura got her hands under the tee-shirt, on the warm smooth 
    skin of Barbara's phenomenally slender waist, then slid them up the 
    girl's body and filled her hands with Barbara's naked breasts, 
    squeezing them excitedly.  

          "You want to go in the bedroom, or do it right here on the 
    carpet?" Barbara asked, a mischievous glint in her eye.

          "Mmmm, I know we'll get to the bedroom sooner or later," Laura 
    said, pulling the tee-shirt up.  "You know what I want."

          She dropped her mouth to Barbara's exquisite breasts.  They 
    were even more perfect than she remembered, with popping, shiny 
    black nipples that she sucked hard, bringing soft yelps and moans 
    from Barbara.  Then Barbara put her hands in the air and Laura slid 
    the tee-shirt up over her head and flung it across the room.

          "Baby, I forgot how beautiful they are," she said, cupping 
    Barbara's breasts in her hands again and lowering her mouth once 
    more to the girl's large nipples, still wet with Laura's saliva.

          "Oh!  Yes . . . ohhnnnnn Laura yes oh god suck them hard!" 
    Barbara panted.

          "God, honey, I'm boiling over for you."

          Laura had forgotten the raw, intense desire they generated in 
    each other.  Barbara forced her to stand up long enough to strip off 
    Laura's blouse too, and her bra.  They half-staggered, half-drug 
    each other over to the sofa and sank onto it, kissing urgently, 
    roughly, their hands all over the upper, naked part of each other.

          Barbara's lips and hands found Laura's breasts too, and she 
    started gently but quickly was mauling them with passion, making 
    Laura keen and whimper uncontrollably.  Frantically they both pulled 
    off the rest of their clothes.  They coiled together naked on the 
    sofa, totally at home with each other and the needs and capabilities 
    of their two bodies.

          "I don't know why we don't do this every week," Barbara 
    gasped.  "It's so good."

          "I don't either," Laura confessed, her hand finding the warm, 
    wet crevice of Barbara's pussy.

          "Oh!" Barbara gasped again.  "Yes!  Ungghh!"

          And Laura began fucking her hard and fast.  She was already 
    more or less on top, and she pushed Barbara down into the sofa 
    cushions, swallowing the girl's ravishing breasts and rubbing 
    Barbara's clit hard.  Barbara came in under a minute.

          "Auuggnhh!  Oh!" she cried out, pushing her contorted face 
    into Laura's shoulder.  "Ungghh!  Oh god . . . yes!  Unh!  Unh!  Oh 
    god oh shit!  Unngghh!"

          "God, honey, you come so fast, you don't even give me time to 
    have fun," Laura said, kissing her sensual mouth hungrily.

          "You get to have fun now, that's why," Barbara grinned.

          They turned so that they were on their sides again, and 
    Barbara began teasing Laura's sensitive nipples with her tongue 
    until Laura was squirming heatedly.  Then, quickly, Barbara slid 
    down between Laura's legs.  

          "Ahhh!" Laura gasped sharply as she felt Barbara's mouth touch 
    her wet, throbbing pussy.

          Cecilia was of course a charming amateur compared to Barbara, 
    whose clever, skilled manipulations had Laura on edge in seconds, 
    quivering and churning her hips frantically, and whimpering just 
    short of desperation.

          "Oh god I'm going to come," she whimpered almost to herself, 
    feeling a huge explosion well up inside her body, then burst.

          "Oh good, baby, good," Barbara panted, just as Laura spilled 
    over in a flood of coming.

          "Auungghhh!  Ungghh!  Oh!  Barbar . . . unghh!  Oh god!" she 
    cried out, churning and coming wildly as Barbara licked her tingling 
    pussy.

          When it was over, they cuddled, giggling softly, completely 
    relaxed with one another, though Laura knew rougher stuff was 
    coming.  Neither of them would be able to avoid the temptation.

          "Shall we adjourn to the bedroom and get serious?" Barbara 
    finally said.

          "Mmmmm," Laura said.  "Only if you promise to do me with that 
    fantastic little ball that has all the prickles all over it, like 
    you did last time."

          "You liked that, did you?" Barbara grinned.  "I've had friends 
    who threatened to have me arrested when they saw that."

          "God, it makes me hot just talking about it," Laura said.

          "Me too."

          "But you should let me do you too.  God, I love your ass.  You 
    have such a beautiful bottom."

          "Mmmm, so beautiful you want to shove a vibrator in it," 
    Barbara grinned.

          Instead of replying, Laura kissed her and squeezed her firm 
    round asscheeks with both hands.

          "But I want to fuck you in the ass with my tongue first."

          An involuntary shiver gripped Barbara, and her dark eyes 
    sparkled.  "I told you you were the best," she said under her 
    breath.  "I never met anybody who could fuck like you, Laura."

          But in the bedroom, on the bed naked together, they couldn't 
    stay off each other long enough to carry out anything kinky.  One 
    quick orgasm was not enough for them, and they began fucking 
    heatedly, without delay.  They were all over each other, as if the 
    episode on the sofa hadn't even happened.

          Each brought the other to three more orgasms before they 
    paused.  Being in bed with Barbara was so relaxed, so natural, Laura 
    realized, with none of the excessive emotion that encumbered her 
    other relationships, even with Karen.  Karen had been her first, as 
    she had been Karen's, and on top of the perversions they shared was 
    an overlay of emotional attachment neither could suppress.  

          But even the rough stuff with Barbara was different.  She and 
    Barbara, though they liked one another, were chiefly interested in 
    exuberant, hot, repeated sex, not pain, and so their occasional dips 
    into perversion were only done to provide more devastating orgasms 
    for each other, not for pure pain itself.

          "Have you ever used a whip?" Laura asked her, as they lay 
    together still throbbing with the afterglow of their last explosion.

          "A couple of girls have asked me to," Barbara said, turning 
    serious.  "I never did.  Too close to the edge, I guess.  Why, you 
    want me to whip you?"

          "You mean you'd reconsider, if I asked you?"

          Barbara broke into a grin.  "You're special, Laura.  I might 
    do something special for you."

          Laura shook her head.  "I was just curious."  She pushed 
    Barbara down on her back and slid on top of her.  "What I really 
    want to do is fuck you in the ass.  Now I know how a man feels, when 
    he sees a gorgeous bottom."

          "And I'm sure you never felt that before," Barbara said, 
    sarcastically.

          Laura thought of Chanitra, the most beautiful ass she had ever 
    seen, even more beautiful than Barbara's, though not by much.  But 
    this girl's was a definite masterpiece.  She rolled Barbara over and 
    began kneading and kissing the firm, round cheeks, as she had done 
    to Cecilia.

          Barbara enjoyed it and began to moaning softly.  "God, you 
    gon' do it to me, aren't you," she said.  "Honey, you better tie me 
    up and gag me first, 'cause I know I'm gonna enjoy this too much.  I 
    never let anybody do it to me before."

          "Really?"

          Barbara looked back at Laura, over her shoulder.  Her eyes 
    were glistening with sexual excitement, her face solemn.  "Would I 
    lie to you?  The rope's under the bed, and the gag is in the 
    bedstand drawer."

          "Ah, but where's the thingee?" Laura winked.

          Barbara frowned.  "In the closet.  In my handbag."

          Laura quickly assembled the items, then began tying up 
    Barbara, doing it slowly, the way Barbara had tied her, taking 
    advantage of every opportunity.

          "You really have a beautiful body," she murmured, exploring 
    every inch of it with her lips and tongue as she wrapped the silken 
    rope around Barbara.

          "Ohhhhnn!" Barbara moaned, twisting involuntarily.  "God, 
    Laura, I've never let anyone fuck me like this."

          "Mmmmmm, usually you're in control, aren't you.  Tying up 
    those pretty white girls and fucking them silly.  Right?"

          Barbara nodded, almost speechless with lust.  Since she was 
    lying on her stomach, Laura had not tied her breasts.  Instead, she 
    had tied Barbara's wrists to her ankles, then crisscrossed the rope 
    over her shoulders and up through her crotch, pulling it hard apart 
    above her ass to spread her cheeks apart, then finished by cinching 
    it around Barbara's incredibly slender waist.

          By now Barbara was moaning loudly.  "The gag . . . put the gag 
    on me," she begged Laura hoarsely.  "I can't keep it in."

          Laura found the gag under the bed too, flinching slightly 
    again as she saw the blindfold.  She strapped it in place over 
    Barbara's face, with the small rubber ball in Barbara's mouth.

          "With this gag on I can't see your beautiful face when I fuck 
    you," Laura complained softly.

          Now she began caressing Barbara's beautiful ass, sliding two 
    pillows under Barbara's stomach to lift her hips up off the bed.  
    Now her ass and pussy were exposed and vulnerable, even higher than 
    Cecilia's had been.  And of course she was going to get a more 
    serious fucking than Cecilia had got, Laura thought, as she began to 
    kiss Barbara's wet pussy and then inch her way up Barbara's exposed 
    asscrack to the small pinched-shut ring of her rectum.

          By the time her tongue reached it, Barbara was whinnying 
    softly, and squirming wildly.  With her thumbs Laura was able to 
    open the girl's asshole and slither her tongue into it, and 
    Barbara's body jerked in excited convulsions as it penetrated her.  
    Laura squeezed her firm round cheeks roughly as she tongue-fucked 
    Barbara's asshole.  Then she slid one hand down to Barbara's 
    flooding pussy and rubbed it vigorously, so rapidly that Barbara had 
    a quick, surprising orgasm.

          While she was still gasping from her climax, Laura took the 
    small bottle of baby oil she had found in the bedstand drawer and 
    dipped one forefinger into it.  Then she slid the finger into 
    Barbara's ass, all the way to the top knuckle.  Barbara whimpered, 
    gyrating her bottom, groaning with incredible sexual arousal.

          "Mmmmm, you like it, don't you," Laura murmured, fucking her 
    for a few minutes with the finger.

          Then she took the fantastic vibrator and began to oil the 
    prickly knob on the end of it with the baby oil.  Barbara couldn't 
    see her because of the blindfold, but she knew what was happening.  
    She began to shiver and moan.

          "Ohhhh, you can't wait, can you baby?" Laura cooed to her.  
    "This thing is so big.  It's going to make you explode," she teased.  
    "I'm going to fuck you so hard with it, just like you fucked all 
    those girls in the past.  And me.  Oh, I can see that really excites 
    you." 

          Barbara was twisting and squirming helplessly now as Laura 
    brought the oiled, prickly bulb down between her spread asscheeks.  
    Her asshole had already been primed by Laura's finger, so that it 
    was fairly easy to slide the thing into her.  But Barbara didn't 
    think so.  She groaned and cried out loudly, her cries muffled by 
    the gag, as it penetrated her.

          Laura turned on the switch, and began fucking Barbara with the 
    vibrator, and Barbara went wild.  She screamed into the gag, her 
    body flexing and straining, her sleek flesh beautiful as she 
    clenched her muscles and struggled.  And suddenly Laura had an idea.  
    She realized that she could get the protruding end of the vibrator 
    into her own pussy, if she squatted on top of Barbara's ass.

          But she would have to do it quickly, since Barbara was being 
    driven delirious by the sensations, and would come before long.  
    Laura spread her thighs and got into position, then fed the end of 
    the thing up into her wet slit, stunned by the sheer sexual 
    excitement as she felt it slide up into her.  She reached down to 
    the switch and turned the vibrator up to its highest speed, then 
    began fucking Barbara in the ass rapidly with it, gasping 
    deliriously herself as it plunged up into her pussy too.

          Both girls nearly went crazy, flipping and surging and 
    grunting and howling as the vibrating machine that linked their 
    bodies drove them closer and closer to a cataclysmic explosion.  
    Fucking Barbara hard, raping her, Laura slipped her hands under the 
    girl's body and clutched Barbara's hard little breasts, squeezing 
    them fiercely as she drove her cunt down on the vibrator, feeling 
    the vibrating shaft jangling against her own clit as the prickly 
    ball plunged deep into Barbara's ass.

          She kissed Barbara's beautiful sleek back and shoulders, 
    pumping fiercely, jabbing it deep into Barbara, which in turn jabbed 
    the other end deep up into her own pussy.  

          "Unh!  Unh!  Unghh!" she grunted.  "Oh god oh shit . . . 
    unghh!  Oh Barbar . . . oh!  Auunggh!"

          And Barbara groaned and whimpered into the gag, tears leaking 
    down her cheeks from beneath the patches over her eyes, her body 
    writhing with pain and excruciating sexual excitement.  All this 
    lasted only about a minute and a half, and then a horrible, all-
    engulfing, nuclear explosion of an orgasm gripped them both.

          Both girls came violently, in torrents, clenching and coming 
    in hot strings of rapturous spasms, their bodies welded together by 
    the vibrating monster between them, and by Laura's vise-like 
    embrace, her hands still rhythmically squeezing Barbara's marvelous 
    breasts.  They groaned and came again, but then Laura had to 
    extricate them since the vibrator didn't know when to stop.

          Both girls were totally stunned by the experience.  Laura 
    reached down and slid the thing out of her cunt, then pulled it out 
    of Barbara's ass.  She had Barbara untied in another fifteen 
    seconds, and then removed the mask-like gag and harness.

          "Oh shit . . . I knew I shouldn't let you do that to me," 
    Barbara gasped to her, her face still contorted with phenomenal 
    mixture of pain and ecstatic pleasure the experience had caused.

          "Tell me it wasn't good," Laura said, still panting herself.

          "It was incredible," Barbara confessed.  "How can I ever go to 
    bed with anyone else now, after you?"

          "Do I get the job?" Laura winked.

          "I'm gon' lock you in the closet, Laura, and just take you out 
    when I want to be fucked nearly to death," Barbara smiled, warmly, 
    embracing Laura and kissing her ardently, a long kiss full of deep 
    emotion.

          Laura realized that, as had happened with Karen, going down 
    into the depths of sexual depravity like that somehow welded them 
    together in a way they had not shared before.  Somehow their 
    intimacy had a new quality now, and the easy, exuberant fucking they 
    had indulged in before was replaced by a deeper, more resonant and 
    emotional coupling that left them both physically more satiated and 
    emotionally moved.  

          They fucked again, twice more, before Laura left, but both had 
    had a mere seven orgasms, and they each felt exhausted and 
    fulfilled. 

          "You aren't going to lie here and make yourself come ten more 
    times, after I leave, are you?" Laura teased her.

          "If I say yes, will you stay?"

          "I think that one we had together was the equivalent of about 
    fifty."

          Barbara nodded.  "My ass still hurts.  You're a rapist.  I'll 
    give you twenty more years to stop it."

          They kissed, leaving much understood but unspoken between 
    them.

          "I'm jealous of your little jigaboo," Barbara said.  "But I'll 
    try to understand."

          "Thanks."

          They kissed again, and Laura left.


          
