       Laura - Chapter 361
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       Youve been avoiding me.
       
       Have not, Laura said, slipping inside the apartment with her face averted, so she did not have to look Gail in the eye.
       
       Gail was purposely, airily indifferent, closing the doorand bolting itafter Laura.  You have too.  Liar.
       
       Ive been . . . busy.  Very.  Another Arab zillionaire wants to buy us, she lied.  I am a liar.  I have been avoiding her.
       
       Gail was pert and adorable, as usual.  She wore her long frizzy/curly blond hair in pigtails again, trying to look thirteen, again as usual, and succeeding.  This time instead of the bright red basketball jersey she often wore, she wore instead a bright blue one.  And tight white pants that hugged her fetching little round butt.  Laura took it all in with a single glance.
       
       I think all you want to do is fuck me and then forget about me as quickly as possible, Gail said, still in full accusatory mode.  Youre like a man.  I guess I shouldnt be surprised.  Maybe thats what lesbians are like.  I never had one before you.  And now Moira.  Shes the same.  Let me get my rocks off with that cute Gail, and then I can get on with the rest of my life.  You two are so alike.  She scowled.
       
       We are not, Laura protested.  Im nothing like her.  She was truly offended and let Gail know it.
       
       Ooohhh, that makes you mad, doesnt it?  Next thing you know, youll be wanting to rape me, just to prove how different from her you are.  Shes sweet, you know.  She may be an old goth, and wear too much eye shadow, but shes sweet.  She fucks me but doesnt let me come until Im just quivering and begging her.
       
       I know, Laura half-snarled.  You told me all about it, remember?  Please spare me the details.
       
       I dont know why, Gail said, sassily.  She likes to know all the details of how you and I fuck.
       
       And you tell her, I suppose.
       
       Of course I do.  It makes her hot.  She wants to be better than you.
       
       Boy, if we dont change the subject, Im going home, Laura snapped.
       
       This was enough to change Gails demeanor.  She softened, approaching Laura docilely, caressing Lauras cheeks with her fingertips, doing her thirteen-year-old act.  Dont leave.  Ive been looking forward to this for days.  She pouted.  I have bad news.  I was going to wait till later to tell you, but . . . I guess I should tell you now.  Im leaving.  Im going down to L.A. to be with Jason.
       
       Jason?  Your old boyfriend?
       
       Gail nodded.  She stood on her tiptoes and nipped at Lauras lips, wanting a kiss.  But Laura pulled away, unwilling to give it.  If you dont fuck me now . . . if you go away . . . youll never get the chance again.
       
       This was indeed startling and depressing news.  Laura wilted inside.  Gail was a pill and as exasperating as she could be, but Laura was thoroughly smitten by her and couldnt swallow the idea of losing her for good.  To Jason?  Jason!  What about me and Moira!  I thought we were top of the list for you, you little flirt!  You little tart!
       
       In the effort to win Laura over, now that she had alienated her, Gail pulled the blue basketball jersey up and over her pigtails and her head, flinging it away.  Dont you want this?
       
       When Laura did and said nothing, Gail fiddled behind her back and unfastened her black bra, letting the straps slip down her arms, exposing her adorable little naked breasts.  Her large, swelling black nipples made Laura salivate, as they always did.  Gail saw her eyes widen with happy lust and cradled her adorables in both palms, as if offering them to Laura.  She even rubbed her thumbs across the large, soft nipples.
       
       You want these.  I know you do.  You always do.
       
       Laura swallowed.  Tell me why youre leaving.
       
       Ill tell you later.  Gail moved a few steps toward her.  Closer.  Too close.  Laura could sniff her distinctive Gail odor: mingled yoga sweat and fresh athletic vigorous fuckable young body aroma.  
       
       Yum.  I cant resist her.  And she knows it.  I could never resist her.
       
       They were in dorko Larrys (as Gail called him) apartment again, her roommate Emilys boyfriends place, where Gail apartment-sat when Larry and Emily were away, this time still in Washington state visiting his dorko (Laura assumed) parents.  
       
       Listen to those foghorns, Gail said.  She loved the sound of the foghorns and had often shushed Laura so they could listen.  Its so romantic, dont you think?  Maybe you should kiss me.
       
       It was romantic, Laura agreed.  The fog was steaming in all around them, outside, in swirls and cottony veils.  The foghorns were bleating and moaning.  She wanted to get naked with this young girl under the covers and stroke her and kiss her and suck her and . . . do everything to her until they both came in wrenching fiery spasms.  What was stopping her?
       
       She reached out and touched Gails smooth dark brown shoulder.  Come here and give me those sugar lips.
       
       Gail came submissively into her arms.  Her quirkiness continually kept Laura off balance, but she could also be sweet and docile, as well as amazingly sexy for a coquette, and Laura could never resist.  She let Laura kiss her.  Laura kissed her as if she were the last girl she would ever kiss, searchingly, thirstily, as if she were dying to swallow Gails mouth.  She ran her hands all over Gails naked upper body, finally letting them come to rest on the girls lovely firm young breasts, squeezing them fervently.
       
       You know how I want you, she panted into Gails smooth cheek.  You know Ill . . . just die without you.
       
       No you wont, Gail said, a simple fact.  I cant stay here.  I cant afford it.  And what kind of a future is it for me, just working at Walgreens?  Being stalked around the store by people like you who want to fuck me.  She giggled and pinched Laura playfully in the ribs.
       
       I guess its just a curse, being born cute, Laura teased her.  With beautiful little boobs like these.  She cradled them in her own palms, lowering her mouth to one, but Gail took this opportunity to pull abruptly back.  No.  Not yet.  Im not in the mood yet.  Sit with me and kiss me and listen to the foghorns.  Tell me how much youll miss me.
       
       I think Ive just been doing that, Laura said, irritated.
       
       Tell me again.  Gail pulled her over to the sofa.  I never get tired of hearing it.
       
       Oh well, Laura thought, why not?  She took her top off, and I can just kiss her all over for a few more minutes.  Until we both get so hot and bothered we have to do something about it.  She sat down next to her and took her into her arms, running her fingers all over Gails smooth naked back.
       
       Yum!  I love your body.  Your back is so lovely.  She kissed Gails neck, her shoulders, her collar bones, her throat. 
       
       Gail kissed her back.  She plucked at Lauras blouse with her fingers.  Here . . . take this off so I can feel you against me.  I dont want to be the only one whos naked.
       
       You know, Laura teased, if I take it off . . . and we rub together . . . we might just go up in flames.
       
       God, I hope so, Gail laughed.  Im so horny I could explode.
       
       Mmmmm, Laura buried her face in Gails neck.  Is my honey horny for me?  Does she want me to eat her alive?
       
       Together they removed Lauras blouse and bra.  Now they could mash their naked breasts together, which they promptly did.
       
       Oh shit, I love how that feels! Gail gasped.
       
       Me too.  Laura sucked her neck, so hard that Gail had to wriggle away for fear of getting a hickey.
       
       You cant give me a hickey! she laughed, squirming away and down to the opposite end of the sofa.  At work theyll think Im just a slut.  And Jason will see, too.
       
       Jason again, Laura said acidly.
       
       Ive got an idea.  Lets take a bath.
       
       What? Laura frowned.
       
       You know.  Well fuck in the bath.  Ive never fucked in the bath before.  Well be all wet.  And hot.
       
       Im already all wet and hot.
       
       You know what I mean, silly.
       
       Laura reached for her, even scooting after her across the middle of the sofa.  Gails eyes were on her jiggling naked breasts, which was half at least of Lauras intent.  Ive got an idea.  Lets go in on the bed and fuck.  Then well take a bath.  Afterward.
       
       Gail shook her head vigorously, so vigorously that her large, thick blond pigtails swished wildly.  I told you, Ive never fucked in the bath.  Itll be something I can remember you by.  Something we did together.  Something special.
       
       What could Laura do but give in?  Several minutes later, in the bathtub, facing each other, knees up, out of the water, then kissing, Gail interrupted the kiss to lay her head sweetly on Lauras bare, damp shoulder.  She could be sweet, as well as exasperating, Laura reflected.  I know you were avoiding me because I said I was falling in love with you, Gail said softly.
       
       Not true, Laura lied, stroking her naked back tenderly, kissing her forehead.
       
       Yes.  True.  But I got over it.  I really was, for a while.  Youre special, Laura.  Youre different to me than everybody else.
       
       How so?
       
       I dont know.  You dont . . . expect me to be different from who I am.  You just accept me.
       
       Laura ran her hands up Gails wet body to her breasts and squeezed them lovingly.  I like you the way you are.  Mostly, she said to herself.
       
       Gail crinkled her nose.  You just like my skinny little girls body.
       
       Laura shook her head.  I love it.  But I also like the rest of you.
       
       You know, I think Im going to come fast again because youre getting me really horny.
       
       Laura smiled.  Me too.  She dropped one hand under water, between Gails lean, hard thighs.  Her fingers quickly found the gooey slit below the patch of tight curls.  She slipped two of them into Gails warm, mucousy pussy.
       
       Unh! Gail let out an involuntary gasp.  Her eyes rolled up.
       
       What will I do without you? Laura panted, sucking her neck again, and fucking her gently under water, slowly with her fingers.  What will I do without these pretty boobs?  She let her mouth slide down Gails wet shoulder to her chest, then to one breast, which she cradled in her free hand.  She immediately sucked Gails large soft black nipple into her mouth and stroked it passionately with her tongue.
       
       Oh fuck, Laura, youre going to make me come so fast!
       
       Maybe I should make you wait.  Like Moira does.  Laura hated herself for this nasty little jealous streak, but at least both of them knew it was authentic.
       
       Gail was churning her pelvis under water, pushing her pussy into Lauras hand.  Dont . . . bring her up . . . she panted.  She isnt anything like you.
       
       Oh good, Laura said softly.  
       
       She sucked harder, then switched to Gails other swollen nipple, sucking it equally hard.  Gail by now was churning, stirring up wavelets in the bath water, and gurgling a little with sexual excitement.  She dropped her hand down too, finding Lauras crotch, slipping two fingers into Laura too, so that now they were fucking one another, and kissing, and sucking and nibbling and biting and licking.
       
       Oh shit . . . Laura . . . you are . . .
       
       Yes, honey, yes.  Do it . . . like that!  Unghh!  Yes!
       
       Mmmmm . . . mmmmm . . . oh!
       
       Are you going to come?
       
       Yes!
       
       With her free arm, Laura encircled Gails small, wet body, pulling her even closer, and sucking her neck in a wild, fierce spasm of sexual possession.  She felt Gails body quake against hers, and heard a crazy little half-demented wheezing emanate from the girls tight throat as an orgasm began to wrench her flesh.  The water in the bathtub crested and broke all around them in violent splashes, some of it landing outside on the floor, as they pressed their wet bodies together in a hot seizure of coming.
       
       Mnnneee . . . mnnneeee! Gail began her tight, constricted wailing as she came, while Laura was only seconds behind herself.
       
       Auunngghh!  Ohhmnnggiiiee! she cried out, hearing her own cries echo off the bathroom tiles, feeling the warm bath water splash against the upper parts of her body as she and Gail hugged and came and then unclenched, still panting and gurgling with happy, satisfied release from their quick spasms.
       
       They clung to each other for a few more minutes, even though their bodies were cramped and uncomfortable in the small bathtub.  Their hands were still in each others crotch.  Gail even wiggled her two fingers inside Lauras pussy.  Maybe I can make you come again, she murmured playfully against Lauras wet neck.
       
       I think I will have a severe Charley horse if you do, Laura said, now disentangling her body from Gails.  Look.  We splashed water all over the floor.
       
       Dorko Larry will kill me.
       
       Well mop it up.  We better get out, though, before it leaks through the cracks.
       
       They drained the tub and dried each other off, before using the towels to clean up the water.  Laura had a hard time not swarming all over Gails sweet young naked body all over again while they were doing it.  Lets go in on the bed, she said, pulling her close, again squeezing her small naked breasts.
       
       But Gail was not responsive.  Im hungry.  Lets go out and get something to eat first.  Sex makes me hungry.
       
       Laura laughed.  Just that little bit of bathroom fucking?  Come to bed with me.  I can really make you hungry.
       
       Gail shook her head.  This is our last time together.  Lets go to dinner.  I know a place near here, down on Geary Boulevard, where they serve this pecan-incrusted snapper thats to die for.
       
       Laura smiled grimly.  Given the choice, she wanted to fuck Gail again this instant.  But she understood the request.  Okay.  Im taking you to dinner.  Get dressed.  She reached for her own clothes.  And take down those pigtails.  Youre a grown woman.  You can cut the act now.  It wont fly in a restaurant.
       
       Gail flirted and sucked her forefinger like a caricature of an ingnue.  Will you still want to fuck me without them?
       
       Still only half-dressed, Laura grabbed the naked Gail and crushed her body in a sharp embrace.  Try me, she growled, digging her fingers hard into the girls splendid tight round bottom.
       
       Ouch! Gail yelped and laughed, wriggling to escape.  Youre terrible.  I cant even come close without you grabbing me.
       
       God, youre right.  You cant, Laura grinned, confessing.
       
       Reluctantly she released her.  They went to dinner at Gails favorite restaurant and returned to the apartment.  The dinner was pleasant, the food delicious, and Gail a charming little vision of beauty and sweetness.  Laura, who frequently could not believe her life, her good fortune, her amazing luck, looked at this sweet, though quirky, young girl across the table from her and had to keep reminding herself: I just fucked this darling thing in the bath, and after were finished here Im going to go back to the apartment with her and fuck her again.  God, life is good!
       
       Mercifully, there was no talk of love, or of Moira or Jason.  Instead, they reminisced a little about their first time, doing it in Gails roommate Prentices gay Casbah, his dimly lit room containing only a huge mattress and a welcome selection of sex toys, one of which they had used enthusiastically.  They also talked a little of Gails future, whether she could get into UCLA, where boyfriend Jason went to school, or whether she should pursue her ambition of becoming a full-time yoga instructor.  
       
       But now that they were back, Gail had to be wooed again, as she often did.  She was not an easy lets-hop-in-the-sack type of girl but often had to be coaxed, though Laura somehow knew it was only Gails self-adopted role of the Seduced Minor that had to be overcome, not any real reluctance.  Gail loved to fuck but had to be sweet-talked and cooed to first.  I want you, Laura purred in her pretty dark brown ear.  I want to do it with you.
       
       Im still digesting my food, Gail said, plausibly.  Lets talk for a while.
       
       Laura had no objections to conversation, though with Gail it was usually limited to Gail and her interests.  They sat in the living room and listened to the fog horns, and Gail told her how she did not really love her but felt more strongly for her than she ever had for any other sex partner, including Jason, who did not know about her lesbian leanings, caused by Laura herself, and encouraged by Moira, also known (to Laura, after Gails description) as Elvira, since she was, in Gails words, an old goth who wore too much eye shadow and practiced weird and kinky things like Kundalini yoga.  After a while Laura took her hand.  She caressed it with her fingers.  In a way, Gail reminded her of the young girls she, alas, often got on the Suicide Hotline, who were sincere and slightly vacuous and troubled often in ways they did not understand; as well as pregnant, or addicted to meth or coke or Vicodin, or abused by their boyfriends or husbands, or hated by their mothers, or fucking their boyfriends buddy on the side.  Mess and muddle, Laura thought of it.  And you think your life is complicated, she told herself.
       
       I dont really love you, Gail said, finally, again, but her eyes were shiny when she said it, and Lauras heart was aching for her.  Some people didnt know how confused they were until they suddenly ended up talking to a stranger over the phone about killing themselves.
       
       She leaned close and kissed Gail on her cheek.  Lets call it deep affection, okay?  Something like that.  We really have deep affection for each other.  I certainly do for you.  Youre not just some stranger I like to have sex with.
       
       Gail burst out in a self-satisfied smile.  But you do like to, right?
       
       Oh god, yes.  You dont know how much.  When I saw you buying that ice cream cone, I just about lost it.  I have to make love to that girl, I said to myself.
       
       Laura knew women and girls, even she herself, loved to hear this.  Loved it.  Loved it almost desperately.
       
       Gail melted and scooted closer to Laura on the sofa.  Im feeling more like it now, she murmured.  Lets go in on the bed and . . . you know . . .
       
       Laura kissed her and ran her fingers through Gails long blonde curls, now hanging down around her neck since she had taken down the pigtails at Lauras earlier request, before dinner.  She was more a sweet, confused, and very desirable young woman now than a faux teenager, and Laura could not help wanting to hold her like that for an eternity, while she ran her lips all over her smooth dark neck and her silky cheek and got her hands again under the blue basketball jersey and brought them up to Gails sweet little breasts, already covered again by the black bra, which she intended to remove in just minutes from now.
       
       The bedroom it is, she murmured back, squeezing her.
       
       Dorko Larry had a queen-sized bed, plenty of room for loving, and once they were naked again Laura took Gail in her arms and simply held her close for several long minutes while they kissed tenderly and listened to the moaning foghorns outside.  It was very sweet.  They were alone together, their warm flesh pressing everywhere, their blood beginning to sizzle and throb in anticipation of a very thrilling and emotional mating.
       
       I love to fuck with you, Gail whispered.  Nobody else is like you.
       
       Will you let me fuck you with my pussy? Laura whispered back.  Weve never done that.
       
       Gails eyes were wide and shiny in the dim light.  You can fuck me any way you want, she said.  Even in the ass, if you want.  And Ive never done that with anyone.
       
       Laura smiled.  Maybe later.  But I want your pussy.
       
       You know it might take me longer to come that way, Gail said solemnly.
       
       This was true, and it was only acknowledging something they both already knew.  Though the excitement of the moment sometimes, rarely, made her climax fairly quickly, Gail more often was one of those girls who required a slow, patient buildup, a lengthy crescendo, before she could finally achieve a satisfactory conclusion.  This was never a drawback to Laura, who thoroughly enjoyed each excruciating moment on the journey.
       
       What if it doesnt? she teased.  
       
       Oh god, youre making my heart beat fast, Gail broke into a grin, pointing to her left breast.
       
       Well, since youve never done it, you wont know until we try, right?
       
       Ever the truth teller, Gail made a sad face.  I did try it once.  With Moira.  I couldnt come that way.
       
       This, though it seemed completely without guile, was enough to spark Lauras competitive instincts, never far from the surface.  That fucking cunt Moira again!  Ill show her!  She began to kiss Gail, her mouth and her naked body, more aggressively now, more passionately, again visiting the girls delectable small breasts to suck her thick  dark nipples hungrily.  Until Gail began to twist, and yelp softly.
       
       Ungghh!  Mnneee!  Ooohhh . . . you do it hard!
       
       I know, Laura chuckled softly.  I want to swallow them.
       
       Good!  Gail ran her own hands up to her breasts and held them steady for Lauras sexual attack, even pushing each one harder into Lauras mouth, while Laura indeed tried to swallow her nipples.
       
       Hhhhh!  Hhhhh! Gail panted.
       
       Effortlessly, Laura slid between Gails thighs, scissoring her groin with both thighs and rising up perpendicular to her while bringing her own pussy closer to Gails.  They both froze for the briefest instant when each felt their wet, swollen cunts finally touching.  But the sensation only made them want to vigorously mash them together, which they did excitedly.  Gail began to whimper, her cute face contorting into an expression of piercing sexual emotion.
       
       Oh!  Laura!  Maybe . . . I can!  Maybe I can!  Shit, that feels so good!
       
       Gail had a tight little slit of a pussy, so different from the extravagant floppy-lipped blossom of Nyomis that Laura had been enthusiastically sucking and fucking only days earlier; and to really feel it, she had to slide one hand down and maneuver Gails pussy lips open wider so that she could, they both could, feel the hot slick wet flesh inside mashing against her own.  She did this and then began pumping pretty vigorously, rubbing her pussy against Gails until she saw her eyes roll up and her face contort in a brief seizure of gathering sexual storm.
       
       Oh shit . . . oh Laura . . . Gail gasped, clutching Lauras thighs with her fingers, doing her best to gyrate her groin up into Lauras thrusts, but quivering and flexing as sexual pleasure began to permeate every part of her body.  Her pretty breasts swirled and shook.  Oh shit . . . Im going to come . . . keep it up . . . keep it . . . up!
       
       Laura needed no encouragement, but as often happened with Gail, this was a false alarm.  Even though she was clearly being swept quickly toward a sharp physical explosion, somehow her concentration lapsed momentarily, and she slumped back into a trough, whinnying softly and still gyrating and wincing excitedly, but not getting any closer to a climax.  Laura, while not pausing for an instant in her gentle pumping and pelvis-swirling, soothed her and caressed her body lovingly. 
       
       Its okay, honey . . . its okay . . . were getting there . . . just relax.  Were getting there . . . I promise.
       
       She bent down and forward to kiss Gail, which they did for a long minute of thrilling tongue-dancing, a kiss that somehow reawakened Gails physical need, for in the middle of it she began thrusting again, and grabbing Lauras hands, pulling them up to her jiggling, swirling breasts.
       
       Squeeze them . . . and fuck me hard! she suddenly gasped.  Oh shit, I think Im getting there again!
       
       Laura smiled, doing as she had been asked.  It was never a problem to hold Gails adorable little breasts in her hands, or to fuck her hard.  She immediately increased the vigor and speed of her thrusts, watching with fascination as Gails face reflected the swelling tension of her sexual need, and she hurtled now toward release.  Laura too was feeling it, and she knew she herself might come before Gail did, at this rate.
       
       They were finally locked in the hot, inevitable moment, jouncing and pumping and gurgling and gasping together, in the final surge, no going back, the bed shaking, the room echoing with their increasingly hysterical whimpering.  Laura could feel the slippery wet hot flesh of Gails tight little pussy rubbing against her own, against her swollen, throbbing clit, lighting fires deep inside her womb, which suddenly, without warning, burst into fiery spurts of sweet coming that wrenched a savage cry of almost painful physical pleasure from her lungs.
       
       Anngghmmnniiieeee! she wailed, her body jerking and clenching, wracked by sharp spasms.
       
       And Gail climaxed too, right behind her, shuddering and arching her back and writhing, but not crying out like Laura.  Instead, a steady, barely audible squeal of ecstasy seemed clotted in her throat, cawing its way out, as she winced and grimaced and came in jolt after jolt.
       
       Nnnngggiiiiieeee! she squealed, tossing her head back and forth, her lovely young body clenching and squirming under Laura as repeated shocks wrenched her too.
       
       Together they wailed and squealed until the sweet spasms slowly died away, and their bodies unclenched, and their exhausted muscles twitched and quivered uncontrollably.  Laura rolled onto her side and drew Gails still-quivering body against her own, kissing her cheek, her forehead.  Oh honey . . . I think that was the best one we ever did together, she murmured against Gails ear.
       
       But Gail did not respond for nearly a minute.  She just panted softly, against Lauras shoulder.  Then, she blinked.  Then a wan smile spread over her face.  Then a tear came out of one eye, but she quickly wiped it away, as if she were embarrassed for it to be seen.  I dont love you, you know, she whispered.  I dont.  But its pretty close.
       
       Oh honey.  Laura squeezed her tightly and kissed her.  Ill miss you so much.  You have to write me every week.
       
       Gail made a comical face.  Duh.  Facebook?
       
       I dont use Facebook.
       
       Gail frowned.  Why not?
       
       Im . . . too busy, Laura scrambled for reasons.  Dont like everybody knowing everything about me.
       
       Gail shrugged.  Email.
       
       Laura nodded.  They were still, clinging nakedly together, pulling the sheet up, listening to the foghorns.  
       
       If you stay till morning, we can fuck more times.  Maybe two or three.
       
       I cant.  You know that.
       
       I know, Gail nodded.  Dont make me cry again.
       
       Laura grinned sternly at her.  You know I didnt make you do that, she said, but softly.
       
       I know.  You want to know something?  Youre like a mother and a sister and a lover all rolled into one.  Its no wonder I feel these . . . strong things about you.
       
       Her vulnerability, so rare for Gail, made Laura again wildly horny.  Why is that? she wondered.  Shes sad . . . so I want to fuck her madly?
       
       She conquered this immediate impulse, but not for good.  Before the hour was out they were coupling wildly and exhaustively again, and by the time Gail sadly said goodbye to Laura at the door, it was one a.m. and the fog was swirling and the foghorns were bleating and both were smiling and gulping to hold back their tears..
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       

       
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