       Laura - Chapter 346
       
       
       
       
       
       
       Tears streamed down Nyomis cheeks, lots of tears.  They kept coming.   Her dark cheeks were shiny with them.  They dripped off her chin onto her neck and her shirt.  Laura had never seen her cry before and felt a sharp pain of sympathy in her own chest.  Beautiful grey eyes, welling with water.  Throbbing with emotional pain.
       
       Sacramento! Nyomi cried.  Oh god, Ill never see you again!
       
       Sacramento . . . isnt far, Laura said, trying to console her.
       
       Ill never see you again! Nyomi repeated.
       
       Her cheeks were shiny and wet.  Her eyes brimmed.  Laura didnt realize there could be so many tears from a woman who seemed so self-possessed, even hard, at times.  She tried to wipe them away with her hand.  Ill drive up to see you, she said.  It isnt that far.
       
       You never will!  Ill never see you!  I love you, Laura!  Im tired of all that lying shit that we use with each other.  I dont luff you.  I love you!  Ive always loved you.  From the first.  I love you!  There, I said it!
       
       I love you too.
       
       No, you dont.  You love Makeeda.
       
       Laura looked at her solemnly and tried to wipe the tears from her cheeks again.  You know I love you too.
       
       Not the way you love her, Makeeda pouted, sniffling.  Anyway, she beat me to it with you.  She got there first.
       
       Nyomis boss, the mayor, had won his election and would be moving to Sacramento.  His star was shining bright, his future prospects were very good, and as one of his key aides, Nyomi had been offered the chance, indeed had been all but expected, to move up there with him, along with a handful of her fellow aides.  
       
       You know Ill come to see you, Laura said sensibly, firmly, trying to call a halt to this sorrowful effusion.  
       
       Now Nyomi suddenly seemed embarrassed to have confessed her love to Laura.  Im sorry, she sniffled softly, averting her eyes, beautiful, striking grey eyes, jeweled and sparkling with tears.  Im sorry I said that.
       
       Laura leaned forward and kissed her forehead, then her wet cheeks, one by one.  No youre not, she whispered.  Im not either.  I do love you.  Its time we both admitted it.  You know you can love more than one person at the same time.  Its how you act on it that matters.
       
       Nyomi nodded.  She looked up again at Laura, her lovely eyes full of pain.  If you dont fuck me until I scream before my mother gets here with Alana, Ill never forgive you.
       
       Oh god, how much time do we have? Laura wondered.  She loved Nyomis daughter too, genuinely, but children really had a way of interfering with these deeply emotional, and sexual, moments.  How much time to we have?
       
       Nyomi looked at her watch.  I told my mother Id be home by seven-thirty.  Its six fifteen.  She sniffled again, fetchingly.
       
       How can I fuck you when youre so sad? Laura asked softly.
       
       Nyomi smiled through her tears.  She grabbed Lauras hand and pulled her down the hall to the bedroom.  This is how, she said, pulling her own blouse off almost violently as she tugged Laura toward the bed.
       
       She started unfastening her bra, hands behind her back, but Laura stopped her.  I get to do that.
       
       Better hurry.
       
       Its no fun if we hurry.  I want to lick every inch of you.
       
       Yes it is, Nyomi contradicted her.  Its fun every way with you.
       
       She let Laura unfasten her bra but quickly tore at Lauras clothes too with her hands, until a moment later they were half-undressed, but Nyomi was naked from the waist up.  Laura as usual could not wait to get her mouth and hands on Nyomis magnificent naked breasts.  Nyomi was a tall, statuesque woman, with large round breasts and huge black areolas that Laura longed to mouth-maul.
       
       Quick!  Breast sixty-nine, Nyomi panted, reaching for the clasp of Lauras bra too.
       
       No.  We dont have time.
       
       Yes, we do.  Two minutes.
       
       Breast sixty-nine was Nyomis pet phrase for lying together in opposite directions with one on top dangling her breasts in the others face while herself sucking the breasts of the one on her back.  They played this game often and found it a marvelous build-up to explosive ensuing orgasms.  
       
       I get to be on the bottom, Nyomi said as she quickly rolled onto her back, her luscious large breasts thrusting up in Lauras face.
       
       Oh god, this is heaven, Laura muttered, laughing softly, as she struggled out of the rest of her clothes and assumed her position, dangling her own small naked breasts in Nyomis face.  But I like you to be on top and teasing me with these beauties in my face.
       
       We can switch in a minute, Nyomi said, already cupping Lauras breasts in her hands and chasing Lauras nipples with her tongue.  
       
       A sharp pang seized Laura as she began devouring Nyomis delectable breasts, sucking Nyomis large, dark nipples, squeezing the firm balls with her fingers.  She had done this sort of thing spontaneously with other women and girls, but only Nyomi had made a ritual out of it, christening it with a special name, setting the rules, then lustily carrying out the game with passionate enthusiasm.  Laura could remember the many times they had both been near to climaxing from only this.  She did love Nyomi, and she knew deep down that Nyomi was right: they would see less of each other when she moved to Sacramento.  It was a pang, a loss, a pinch of the heart.  
       
       Oh god, I cant be thinking about that right now, she thought.  I wont be able to come.  Ill be so preoccupied with loss.
       
       But there was, she knew, fat chance of that.  Nyomis voluptuous naked body was insurance against sexual misfiring.  After one minute of sucking each others nipples like this, they were both tense with sexual need.  You on top . . . you on top . . . Laura panted to her, twisting and pulling to get what she had been promised.
       
       Lets do it later, Nyomi panted, her eyes blazing with crazy desire.  I need it.  I need to do it.  I want to come with you.  I want us to come together.
       
       Laura grinned and giggled softly.  I think we were about ready to do it just then.
       
       I know.  Here . . . hug me and kiss me and fuck me.  Ill do it to you, too.
       
       They embraced tightly, Laura looping her arm around Nyomis back and nearly crushing Nyomi against her, feeling their saliva-wet breasts collide and mash together.  Coming at the same time is iffy, she murmured, sucking Nyomis neck.
       
       We can do it.  Weve done it before.  I love you, but if you give me a hickey Ill kill you.
       
       Only by accident, Laura reminded her, laughing a little.  But we can try.
       
       Fuck me, Laura, Nyomi panted, writhing against her.  Fuck me with your hand.  I love you.  And kiss me.  Kiss me hard.
       
       I love you too.
       
       No you dont.  But say it anyway.
       
       I do.  She bit Nyomis shoulder, a passion bite.  Oh!  Ohhnnn shit, that feels good!
       
       Nyomis fingers slid up into her wet cunt, and Nyomis wrist began thrusting wildly.  Lauras body leaped inside with fire.  Lauras fingers did the same to Nyomi, parting the thick, slippery, floppy lips of Nyomis wonderful pussy and slipping in.
       
       Ungghh! Nyomi grunted softly, churning her pelvis into Lauras hand.  Yes!
       
       They kissed feverishly.  Laura, who had only days earlier nearly caused a dental emergency while fucking and teeth-clanking with Bonnie, tried to be careful, but their passion was unruly and keen.  They gasped and grunted and whimpered and mewled a little, fucking each other rapidly with their hands and kissing ravenously.
       
       Oh . . . shit! Nyomi gasped, her body quivering and squirming into Lauras.  Tell me when youre going to come.  I think I can do it at any second, she panted.
       
       Me too.  Oh, honey, I love you, I do . . . Laura gasped, clutching Nyomis body in an iron grip, grinding her flesh into it, again burying her face in Nyomis neck but not sucking it this time.  Now.  I think its . . . now . . .
       
       Unngghhh!  Unngghhh! Nyomi groaned, gripping Laura with equal strength, the fingers of her free hand digging sharply into one of Lauras ass cheeks as she tried to force their groins even closer together. 
       
       And then they were coming.  Both, at once, as they had hoped they could do.  It was not a loud, roaring shared orgasm, more a deep gasping and grunting and writhing together one, but Laura could feel Nyomis long body shuddering against hers as the deep quaking occurred deep in her womb.  Her own body answered it with convulsive shudders of its own, her own insides ripped apart by excruciating pleasure that seemed to last for long, sweetly agonizing seconds.
       
       They clung tightly together while the waves receded, panting and gurgling happily and then laughing softly.  Laura kissed her cheek, her mouth.  Dont kiss me yet, I cant breathe, Nyomi panted into her lips.
       
       That was quick.
       
       Too quick.  Shell be home in a few minutes, and then we cant fuck again until she goes to sleep.
       
       Id offer you another one right now, but I dont know if Im up to it.
       
       She wiggled her wet fingers, all greasy with Nyomis copious warm juices, inside Nyomis tight pussy.
       
       Its hell being an old lady, isnt it? Nyomi pecked her cheek.  And Im including me in that statement.  I need to dry out first.  My pussy feels like the Pacific Ocean.
       
       Laura wiggled her fingers again.  You are so tight for a woman whos had a kid.
       
       Nyomi grinned proudly.  Dont you wish you had a dick in there being squeezed instead of your fingers?
       
       I wish I had my whole head in there being squeezed, Laura teased her back.  
       
       Still, they made no effort to extract their fingers from each others body.  They did not speak but held each other tightly, as if Sacramento had again reared its ugly head, its menace, its threat to their closeness.
       
       I meant it, you know, Nyomi finally whispered.
       
       I know you meant it, Laura whispered back.  I knew you meant it even before you said it.
       
       I hate her.
       
       No you dont.
       
       No,  I guess I dont.  The lucky bitch.  I hate her.
       
       No you dont.
       
       But eventually they did have to come apart, mop up a little, get dressed again and get ready for Alanas arrival.  They both loved her dearly and would respect the proprieties.  And they both realized that Alana was curious and bold enough to inquire about their activities when alone together, if they were not scrupulously careful to disallow her the opportunity.
       
       How do I look? Nyomi asked, smoothing her skirt over her thighs, viewing herself in the large mirror on the back of her closet door.  She also brushed her palms over her cheeks as if to wipe away the residue of tears that had been flowing so freely not long ago.  Like a prim and proper matron with a nine-year-old to care for responsibly and lovingly?
       
       Of course, Laura reassured her.
       
       Dont I look like the hot bloom of delicious fucking had just flowered in my horny black pussy and began to waft hot fuck odor through the air?
       
       No.
       
       You know, my mother hates me, and you, dont forget, for this perverted sex life of ours, and shell be looking for the slightest sign of a sinful lesbian orgy.
       
       Well, good luck to her, then.  We both look like repressed business women.
       
       Smell?  Can you smell anything?  She has a nose like one of those dogs they use to find marijuana in the airport.
       
       Laura shook her head.  If you like, I can get the bathroom spray and give it a few squirts in here.
       
       Maybe thats a good idea.
       
       Laura was charmed and amused by the anxiety Nyomi had about her mothers certain disapproval.  She had seen Mrs. Evans (Nyomis maiden name)  only once, when they had dropped Alana off at her house.  A handsome older woman, as one might expect, being the mother of this statuesque beauty.  She had peeked, frowning, over Nyomis shoulder at Laura waiting in the car.  Her disapproval sizzled strongly enough through the neighborhood to disrupt radio waves, Laura thought.  Hates me licking her daughters sweet pussy and making her happy.  Would rather have her be miserable with some dopey guy.
       
       Only, she reflected, Nyomi wasnt happy.  Here she had been offered a career-changing move, a sojourn in Sacramento probably followed by years in Washington with the movers and shakers, and yet she loved Laura and wanted to stay here in her arms, however infrequently they could manage it.  
       
       Laura actually had to meet her mother this time, since she was already present at the house and too proud to hide in the bedroom.  And Nyomi was too proud to make her.
       
       Mama, this is Laura.
       
       Mama shook Lauras hand gingerly, as if she might catch a load of cooties from it.  Hello, Laura.  Scowling a little.  Not friendly.
       
       Not so with Alana, who flung herself immediately into Lauras arms.  Hi, Auntie Laura!  I havent seen you forever!  I missed you so much!
       
       Laura sank to her knees, hugging Alana, and couldnt help out of the corner of her vision seeing the trace of a smile pass over Mamas lips.  Who wouldnt want her grandchild to love and be loved in return?
       
       I missed you too, baby, Laura kissed her.  It has been too long.
       
       Nyomi and Mama watched the two hugging.  The look on Nyomis mothers face said: Watch out you dont turn her into a lesbian too, you two harlots.  But Nyomi herself was beaming.  She loved Laura and loved it that Alana loved Laura too.
       
       Mama left soon after and Laura settled down to a little playing on the floor in Alanas bedroom while Nyomi made some dinner, a routine the three of them had now got down to a science.  When Alana was not there, Laura and Nyomi would fuck themselves to exhaustion before even thinking about dinner, but that happened rarely, and this was the more usual practice.
       
       Auntie Laura, Alana asked her after a few minutes during which they outfitted Black Barbie for a day at the office.  When I grow up and start having sex, can I have sex with you?
       
       Lauras face bloomed bright red like a tomato.  She burst out with embarrassed laughter that sounded suddenly like an insane cackle to her.  This darling child seemed to store up these bold questions like secret weapons, waiting to spring them on Laura at the most unlikely moments.  The heat in her face was momentarily almost unbearable.
       
       Im sorry, Alana quickly said, softly.  I didnt mean to make you blush.
       
       Couldnt help it, darling, Laura gasped, still laughing a little.  You caught me by surprise, I think.
       
       Sorry.
       
       No need to apologize.  Why are you thinking about sex all the time?  Youre only nine.
       
       Im not a baby, Alana said, decisively.  
       
       I never said you were.  But nines a little young to be worrying about it.
       
       You and Mommy do great sex, I can tell.  She hums and smiles and sings about you in the shower.  Shes happy, and its because of the sex she has with you.  Before we met you, she was grumpy all the time, especially after she kicked Uncle Mike out and she wasnt having any sex.  After you came and sexed her more, she got all happy and singing again, way more than before.  So, I just want to be having happy sex like that, and I figure you know how to do that.  To make a person happy, I mean.
       
       Oh god, this is a big load, Laura thought.  Ive got my own problems without worrying about making the two of you darlings happy.  I think if I were you, she said firmly to Alana, I would quit thinking about it and just let things happen naturally.  I think you wont have any trouble finding someone to make you sing in the shower too.
       
       Really?
       
       Really.  Now lets change the subject.
       
         But before she could bring up something else
       
       But I dont know anything about sexing.  I thought maybe you could teach me.
       
       I think your grandmother, and maybe your mother too, would happily murder me first, Laura thought.  I think we should talk about something else.
       
       Do you think Black Barbie has sex? Alana asked, still feigning her earlier innocence but now clearly up to transparent mischief.  She held Black Barbie in one hand and walked her in an exaggerated rocking motion across the floor toward Laura.
       
       Probably not.  She doesnt seem to have all the equipment.
       
       Alana broke into a broad smile.  Right.  She doesnt have a coozie.  Dont you have to have a coozie to fuck?
       
       Alana!  Language!
       
       Sorry.
       
       You dont want me to tell your mother you said that, right?
       
       Alana smiled at her slyly.  You wont, will you?  Her smile said: Dont we have something special?  Something like sisters have, that doesnt have to be shared with Mommy?
       
       Laura, as usual, could not resist her.  No.  I wont.  But you have to promise me you wont say it again.
       
       I promise.
       
       Nyomi called them to dinner, and Laura with great relief got to her feet and followed Alana into the dining room.  Later in bed, with Alana safely asleep (they hoped), Nyomi purred to Laura, Who is going to suck my nipples like this in Sacramento and make me just ache to be fucked?
       
       Laura momentarily stopped sucking and smiled up at her.  I am.  Im going to drive up there every chance I get and dive into bed with you and do this. She ran her tongue all around one large dark umber areola and flicked the center stub with the tip of it before sucking the entire bulb again into her mouth.  
       
       Ohhh god that feels good! Nyomi gasped.
       
       You know, I had a friend once who had nipples even bigger than yours.  Bigger than these lovelies.  And she said the other girls teased her about it.  As if they were too big.  How could they be too big?  Did that ever happen to you?
       
       Nyomi bristled and tensed up.  I dont want to hear about your friends.  You mean some chick you were fucking, right?  Dont tell me about that shit.  I hate thinking about it.  Just suck mine and shut up, okay?  It spoils it completely for me if I have to imagine you doing it to someone else too.
       
       Im sorry.  I didnt realize.
       
       And no, nobody ever teased me.  They did stare, though.  But I just took it as a compliment.  Men like big nipples.  She made a provocative moue at Laura.  Women too, apparently, if present company is any indication.
       
       Mmmmm, right again, Laura said, making happy lip-smacking sounds.
       
       Do you think shes asleep?  I gave her another Benadryl pill.
       
       Shame on you.
       
       I want you to fuck me, Nyomi pouted.  When I get up to Sacramento you wont be able to fuck me.
       
       I told you, Ill drive up every chance I get.
       
       Liar.  Liar liar pants on fire.  I want you to fuck me now.
       
       Well, we cant do it like last time.  We have to be quiet.  Discreet.
       
       Their last time together had involved Laura, at Nyomis invitation, handcuffing Nyomi to the head rail, spanking her, and fucking her from behind with the strap-on while finger-raping her asshole, until Nyomi had erupted in screaming, shattering orgasms.  Definitely their kinkiest, and most thrilling, moment together yet.  
       
       I know, Nyomi agreed, her playful moue falling into a disappointed pout.  God, you know I dream of that?  One night I woke up coming, reliving it, you know?  Ive never been fucked like that in my life, until you.  No wonder I love you.
       
       Ah, now I see.  Its only sex.
       
       Nyomi softened.  Laura, who was still sucking her nipples, felt her whole head being pulled up, her lips being mashed by Nyomis.  You know its not only sex.  I really do love you.
       
       I know, Laura murmured into her teeth.  I love you back.
       
       If you do, youll fuck me this instant.  I dont care if she does wake up.
       
       Yes, you do! Laura chimed.  Mommy moans loud.  You moan soft, Auntie Laura.  Remember?
       
       How could I forget, Nyomi frowned.  My own kid giving her little critique of my sexual performance.
       
       I do have a gag in the trunk of my car, Laura suggested.  I never mentioned it before.  Thought it might be too kinky for you.
       
       Nyomi beamed with fresh excitement.  You delicious pervert.  Holding out on me.  Go and get it.
       
       Laura stroked her cheek and kissed her sensual lips again.  You know, if she walks in on us while you have a ball gag in your mouth, it wont be easy to explain.
       
       Of course it will.  Mommy moans loud.  You just said it.  Ill tell her I did it to protect her and not disturb her sleep.
       
       You are utterly shameless, Laura said, slipping quickly into the house coat Nyomi usually loaned her at moments when covering up was necessary.  
       
       Now you sound like my mother, Nyomi smirked.  Shameless Jezebel!  Women arent meant to sleep with other women.  Your daughter will grow up warped and twisted.  Just like her.
       
       I didnt say anything about your daughter, you perverted hussy, Laura teased, grabbing her keys.  Ill be right back.
       
       She returned in three minutes with her small valise, patting her hair.  Its starting to rain out there.  See what you made me go through?  Now my hair is wet.
       
       Oh, come here, darling, and let Nyomi dry it off for you.  She smoothed Lauras hair with one hand while thrusting the other inside the house coat, cupping Lauras naked breasts.  Mmmmm, youre all nakee under your clothes.  I think Id like a taste of that.
       
       She pulled Laura over to the bed, skimming the house coat off Lauras body in the process.  Now they were both naked and they swarmed all over each other.  I think you should fuck me first, Laura whispered to her.  Just to earn whats coming to you.  Anyway, she grinned, I moan soft.  According to Alana.  She wont hear me.
       
       Nyomi nipped her neck.  Wanna bet?  Ill bet I can make you scream.  What will your precious little friend think of you then, when she hears you screaming while Mommys fucking you raw?
       
       We are both shameless hussies, Laura told her.  She unzipped the valise and fished out the strap-on dildo and harness, handing them to Nyomi.  Quick.  Youve got me pretty horny.
       
       Nyomi, who had become an expert at this, had the weapon in place in seconds and was pushing Laura onto her back, leaning over her, kissing her shoulders, her breasts, her neck.  I am going to fuck you hard and fast, and youre going to scream and come.
       
       Promises promises, Laura teased her, yielding her body willingly to this marvelous woman, who proceeded to take her just as she had promised.
       
       There were plenty of positions to use, and they had tried them all, but Nyomi was in a romantic love mood and wanted a face-to-face moment, just as she had earlier.  She slid the dildo deep into Lauras oozing pussy and began to kiss her and fuck her at the same time, all the while cooing nonsense into Lauras open mouth while she stabbed her tongue into it.  
       
       You are the most beautiful woman, she panted softly, sliding the strap-on dildo slowly in and out of Lauras pussy, holding it with one hand to make sure it didnt slip, fondling Lauras breasts with her other hand, and all the while peppering her face and lips with hot kisses.  I love you . . . and I love to fuck you . . . and I love you to fuck me . . . and you are the best thing . . . except Alana of course . . . that ever happened to me in my . . . whole . . . ungghh . . . life . . . unnmmhhh!
       
       Oh! Laura yelped softly as the shaft pierced her more deeply.  Ungghh!  Yes!
       
       She wrapped her long legs around Nyomi and began to pump and swivel her pelvis in tune with Nyomis increasingly rapid and rough thrusting, knowing she was only a few more seconds away from a delicious climax.  I love you too! she panted, grimacing as the thrusting and pumping became more intense.  Oh god . . . honey . . .
       
       Dont scream, youll wake her up! Nyomi gasped near the very end, reversing her earlier threat to make Laura cry out.  
       
       This was so funny, and so typical, that they both nearly burst out in laughter, but the sexual tornado that was building inside Laura was so threatening and overpowering that it swept their incipient laughter away and replaced it with a crazy medley of snuffling and groaning and gasping and gurgling.
       
       Oh god, you bitch, youre making me come! Laura half-giggled as she felt the waves surging within her churning body.
       
       I know . . . I know . . . dont scream, Nyomi half-laughed back at her.
       
       But then they stopped laughing.  Nyomi gripped Laura in a vise and stabbed the dildo deep into her, and Laura began to come unbelievably.
       
       Annngghhmmmnnnn!  Annngghmnnnn! she hummed and groaned, trying to keep it down, trying to muffle her ecstasy under a continuous mumble, feeling her body meanwhile explode with starbursts of pleasure under Nyomis persistent pumping.
       
       Her body shuddered and strained, then quivered in a soft seizure of bliss for what seemed like twenty minutes but was only ten or twenty seconds.  Still panting, she let her consciousness flow through her flesh so that she could feel every inch of Nyomis marvelous body glued to her own, feel Nyomis warm breath on her cheek, feel Nyomis tongue rooting inside her mouth.
       
       Oh god, youre going to kill me with love, she giggled softly into Nyomis teeth, pushing her back a little so that she could speak.  Enough, girl, enough!  I cant breathe!
       
       Sorry, Nyomi grinned, propping herself up on her hands, swishing her incredible breasts in Lauras face.  I need you to fuck me now.  Quick.  Im so damned horny Im going to explode.
       
       Dont I get a brief moment to recover?
       
       Nyomi pouted, rolling off Laura, slipping out of the strap-on harness, reaching for a towel.  You get exactly one minute.  Im running like a river for you.
       
       Goody, Laura said, swarming over her, pushing her down onto her back, kissing her naked body everywhere.  You know how I love to kiss the black orchid.
       
       Nyomi had the most beautiful pussy, a big black floppy-lipped flower that Laura, ever the monstrously oral fanatic, could never get enough of slurping and sucking.  But often Nyomi wanted to be fucked more than eaten, and she was not shy about making her wishes known. 
       
       Not now . . . not now . . . she panted, pulling Laura up to face her.  Put it on and fuck me.  You can lick the orchid later.  I need it.  I need your hard cock in me.
       
       Laura broke into a smile.  How can I refuse?  Its so nice to be needed.
       
       But she continued kissing Nyomis naked body, licking it, sucking it, sucking Nyomis large dark nipples again, sucking her earlobe, sliding one hand down her voluptuous, undulating body to her crotch, twiddling the damp muff hairs until her fingertips grazed the swollen wet lips of Nyomis blossoming cunt.
       
       Ahhhh! Nyomi gasped, gnawing her full lower lip.  Oh yes!
       
       Laura realized that Nyomis need was indeed very great.  Her pussy was a greasy, slippery cauldron of fuck-hunger.  She was, to put it mildly, in a seething frenzy, as if fucking Laura to a quick climax had fanned the flames not only of her natural lust but her impending sorrow, the sadness that had reduced her to tears in the living room.  All this was bundled together in a confusing mix of longing, and sorrow, and fierce physical hunger that begged for an outlet, a culmination that only a wrenching, Laura-provided orgasm would satisfy.
       
       Laura could sense it and quickly moved to fulfill it.  She slipped easily into the strap-on harness and fished in the little valise for the ball gag.  Nyomis eyes widened as she saw it in Lauras hand, but she did not flinch.  Yes!
       
       But she stopped Laura just before the ball went into her mouth.  Last time . . . when you put your finger in my ass while you were fucking me?
       
       Laura nodded, waiting.
       
       God, I came so hard!  I dont know why, but I did.  Do it again?
       
       Of course, my love, Laura smiled.  
       
       Nyomi frowned.  Dont say that when you dont mean it.
       
       I do mean it.
       
       But Nyomi did not want to quarrel about it.  Fuck me hard.  Make me scream.
       
       Your wish is my command.
       
       Nyomis eyes widened again, throbbing grey eyes, flashing with sexual excitement, as Laura fastened the gag in place.  Then she turned over onto her stomach, presenting her magnificent round up-curving bottom to Laura.  It was a great ass, a big one, but a great one, Laura reflected as she knee-walked on the mattress and slipped over between Nyomis spread legs.  The womans gorgeous, puckering black pussy was clearly visible where they came together, all raw and wet and pink inside, and Laura carefully guided the bulbous head of the dildo into the inflamed crease, sliding it slowly home.
       
       Ummngghhpphh! Nyomi grunted softly as she felt the shaft impaling her.
       
       She turned her head, as if to look back over her shoulder at Laura, but could only wince as Laura withdrew the shaft and plunged it home again, this time more vigorously.
       
       Aunhgmmpphhh!
       
       Now Laura began a smooth, even rhythm, not rough, but slow and penetrating, rubbing and lovingly massaging Nyomis magnificent dark back, bending forward to kiss her shoulder blades, pushing up her hair to kiss the nape of her neck, while sliding the dildo in deep, feeling Nyomis whole body tense and quiver with each deep thrust.
       
       Mmmm, I love to fuck you . . . she murmured,  grabbing her shoulders hard with her hands, rearing up to plunge the shaft more sharply and deeper into Nyomis flexing body.  I love you  . . . and I love to fuck you . . . and even when youre in Sacramento Im going to drive up there and fuck you like this . . . and fuck you until you scream and explode . . .
       
       Mmmnngggg! Nyomi whimpered and keened softly, her body responding more and more to Lauras thrusting with frantic undulations.
       
       Laura did not realize they were doing it so wildly until she began to hear the bed springs singing and creaking.  This hard thrusting and surging seemed to have overtaken them without her knowing it, so that they were now grunting and panting and fucking with fierce, passionate energy, their bodies colliding, and their gasps puncturing the air.  Nyomis squeals were muffled by the ball strapped into her mouth, but Laura could hear her own fierce little grunts and was amazed and shocked, immediately trying to control them, to swallow them, so they wouldnt awaken Alana.  God, Im a vile rapist, she thought, just savaging this lovely creature, and shes loving every instant of it, isnt she.
       
       Almost at the last secondor was it?she remembered Nyomis request.  It was by now too late to lubricate her finger; Nyomi seemed about to come at any moment.  But there was enough sweat in Nyomis crack to moisten her fingertip a little, and she quickly found Nyomis rosebud with it, sliding it in and fucking her with it as she increased the thrusting tempo of her hips to slam the dildo faster into Nyomis clinging cunt.
       
       Maybe it wasnt the last second.  Nyomi, though momentarily stiffening as Lauras finger penetrated her ass, seemed then to be raised to another physical level of arousal, settling again into a sharp, fervid rhythm of fucking for a few more seconds, as the crescendo began again.  
       
       Unnmmggg . . . uunnnmmggg . . . she hummed and gurgled, snuffling as she tried to breathe through her nose only, undulating under Lauras probing thrusts, swirling her pelvis back into Laura as if to urge her on.  Unngghhmmmnnngg!
       
       Oh yes, baby, oh yes! Laura panted, leaning forward, brushing her naked breasts against Nyomis long bare back, nipping her shoulders again with her teeth.  Yes . . . do it . . . do it!
       
       Unngghhmmmmnngg!
       
       Yes!
       
       Then Nyomi stiffened again.  Her long, voluptuous body leaped under Laura, as she rose up wildly on her knees and elbows, gripped by a fierce spasm.
       
       Auunmmnnggiieeeeee! she suddenly wailed, her voice blocked by the ball in her mouth but still, it seemed to Laura, filling the bedroom, throbbing and shrieking as she came violently.  
       
       She was a large and very strong woman and very nearly threw off Laura as her body flexed and shuddered, crushed by an epic orgasm that nevertheless only resulted in tight squeaks and snuffling, choked off groans, so effective was the ball gag in blocking her usual throaty cries.  But it also was effective in blocking her breathing, which Laura realized as the first spasms passed.  Quickly she tore open the Velcro strap and pulled the ball of out Nyomis mouth.
       
       Oh god . . . ohhhhh goddddddd! Nyomi gurgled, spluttering and still wincing as she half-raised her head off the sheet.  Too fast . . . it happened too fast!  I wanted it to last another half hour!
       
       Laura lay lightly forward onto her back, mashing her breasts into it, and kissed Nyomi everywhere she could reach with her lips.  You know, she whispered, that finger in the ass trick is like pulling the trigger.
       
       Nyomi was still panting too hard to reply.  Tell me about it, she finally said.  She winced again as Laura pulled up and extracted dildo and finger from her still-throbbing body.  I guess we at least foiled Miss Has-To-Know-Everything down the hall.
       
       Havent heard a peep out of her yet, Laura smiled.  
       
       They cuddled and kissed for a long moment.  If she popped in on us right now, what would we say? Nyomi asked softly.  I mean, were naked and kissing and . . . god, were really loving each other!  And the tears, this time silent tears, began to roll down her cheeks again.
       
       Oh honey . . . oh honey, dont cry.  Laura kissed them away, but they kept coming.
       
       Im a fine one, Nyomi sniffled.  I start the evening by crying and end it by crying.
       
       Who said its the ending? Laura grinned, clutching her tight, and lightly pinching her splendid bottom.  
       
       Nyomi giggled softly, sniffling again, but she did meet Lauras kiss with a long, achingly romantic kiss back.  In Act Two, she said, the demanding, haughty, and thoroughly spoiled little black girl gets her pussy destroyed again by the same raging plastic dick.  Right?
       
       Right.  Now . . . pop down the hallway and check on your angel and get us a beer to share from the kitchen while I do a little pee.
       
       How romantic.
       
       Romance comes in many forms, Laura smiled as she hopped off the bed.
       
       Just for that Im going to make you suck my toes first, Nyomi smiled wickedly, sliding down behind Laura and pulling on her fluffy yellow robe.
       
       Nummm! Laura winked, disappearing into the bathroom.
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
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The Laura story chapters are now available, in both text and html formats, on the ASS html archive site at http://www.asstr.org/~laura.  Text files may also be downloaded via FTP at ftp://ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/laura.  The chapters are now also available in html format at http://www.thevalkyrie.com/stories/miranda/index.html.   Copyright Miranda Mars, 1999-2011.  It is unlawful to reprint or otherwise distribute this material without the written consent of the author. 



