And who was sitting outside the door to Laura's apartment when
she arrived home after an exhausting and thrilling night of fucking
with Sandra Robinson? Chanitra.
"God, I thought you'd never get here," she said, getting to
her feet. "You look like you were out all night, screwing a football
team or something."
Then a flash of realization hit Chanitra. Her friendly face
suddenly grew long, her eyes stricken with unpleasant truths. Tears
even came quickly to her eyes.
"Oh shit," she said, softly.
Then she started crying for real. Laura felt terrible.
Quickly, she opened the door and drew Chanitra inside. She locked
the door. She couldn't stop herself from holding the girl, kissing
the tears from her cheeks. Then their mouths met, and they were
devouring each other with thirsty, urgent passion.
But when they stopped kissing, Chanitra continued crying
softly. "I know you go to bed with other . . . people," she sobbed.
"Even Yvette."
"I haven't seen your sister since you and I . . ."
"You know what I mean," Chanitra said. "It just makes me so
jealous. I don't want anyone else having you, just me."
"I know. I know, baby," Laura murmured, kissing her again.
She couldn't believe how aroused she was, especially after
what she had gone through with Sandra, coming about fifteen times,
raped again on the verge of leaving Sandra's hotel room. How could
she be so horny again, so soon? But having Chanitra's young body
pressed against hers aroused her fiercely.
And all Chanitra obviously wanted was to drown her adolescent
jealousies in a hot orgy of frenzied fucking with Laura. She
already had Laura's blouse half-unbuttoned, and her hands were
darting underneath and behind, looking for Laura's bra clasp.
Panting and hot, Laura pulled back a little.
"Chanitra, slow down, please," she panted.
"Don't want to slow down."
Raped twice in the same day, Laura thought. But the girl's
phenomenal, hard young body made her feel the same way. She pulled
Chanitra's shirt up over her head and they kissed and unclasped each
other's bra at the same time. Now their kiss suddenly turned
romantic and lanquid, full of exquisite tenderness and feeling,
unlike any of her kisses with Yvette or with Sandra.
Am I feeling this way because she's a teenager? Laura
wondered. So young, and fresh? Her body so hard and vibrant and
smooth? She only knew that they were feeling the same thing,
something she hadn't felt since making love to Rina, poor dead Rina.
Chanitra inspired the same kind of tenderness in her.
They stepped away from one another to let their loose bras
fall to the floor. Then they moved back into a hot embrace, pushing
their naked breasts together and exulting in the exciting
sensations.
"God, I just dream of fucking with you," Chanitra whispered in
Laura's ear.
Laura couldn't keep her hands and mouth from the girl's
fantastic, young, hard breasts. She squeezed them and dropped her
head, sucking one large black nipple quickly between her lips,
bringing soft yelps of pleasure from Chanitra's throat.
"Ohnnn! Anngghh!" Chanitra moaned.
"Oh Chanitra oh baby you're so beautiful," Laura purred,
sucking the girl's other breast the same way, pulling half of the
hard round ball into her mouth, driving Chanitra crazy with
pleasure.
"Take me to bed," Chanitra whispered hoarsely, tugging Laura
toward the bedroom. "I want you to . . . do me, please, quick."
They both half-ran, half-lurched down the hall to Laura's
bedroom. Chanitra was undressing on the way, and nearly stumbled
and fell trying to get her bluejeans off. Now she was nearly naked,
down to her panties. She quickly helped Laura undress and pulled
her down on the bed. Laura's mouth again found the girl's
incredible bulbous nipples while she skimmed Chanitra's panties down
her legs, exposing the most fantastic ass in creation.
"Fuck me fuck me Laura fuck me," Chanitra panted, writhing and
mewling with lust under Laura's mouth and hands.
Laura had not seen her so aroused even when they were doing it
for the first time, in Yvette's bed. Chanitra was wild with lust,
her delicious naked body arching and quivering, flexing, sleek and
sinuous as she begged Laura to fuck her, over and over. And Laura
did not hesitate.
Sliding between the girl's silken, glimmering black thighs,
she got her mouth on Chanitra's flowing pussy and brought the
beautiful teenager to three shattering orgasms in under two minutes.
Chanitra's lovely face was torn with rapture, her muscles clenching
as fierce spasms of pleasure shook her, her firm breasts jiggling,
her thighs flexing, her taut stomach quivering. The spectacle of
Chanitra coming was nearly enough to send Laura over the edge again.
"Oh god . . . oh god you make me come so hard," Chanitra
panted as she began to descend from the peak of ecstacy.
Laura held her and kissed her. "You nearly make me come just
watching you," she murmured.
"Oh . . . you will, you will," Chanitra murmured back.
She began making love to Laura, there was no other word for
it, and in about a minute Laura too was keening and thrashing
through yet another orgasm, a fierce, total cataclysm of coming that
apparently all her previous climaxes with Sandra were leading up to.
God, I didn't know I could even come one time more, she
thought, as her body began to recover from the intense, exquisite
spasms brought on by Chanitra's hungry mouth on her pussy.
Still, it was really the last one she could summon from her
exhausted body. She spent the rest of the afternoon in bed with
Chanitra, bringing the girl to many more rapturous orgasms, but it
was the last one she had herself. She tried to avoid explaining in
detail to Chanitra why she was so tired, but the girl figured it
out. Still, Laura gave her such extreme sexual pleasure that she
didn't complain about not being able to return the favor.
"Just remember," she said cutely as she left, giving Laura her
darling squint. "I owe you about ten climaxes. Next time I'm going
to make you come ten times before I even let you touch me."
"God, I can hardly wait," Laura laughed, meaning every word.
She slept twelve hours, then awoke refreshed and hornier than
ever. How can this happen? she wondered. I came more yesterday
than I ever have before. How can I be horny? Maybe I should see a
doctor. And yet her sexual desire was a vague, unfocused sort of
yearning. She didn't want any person in particular. It was a
Sunday, and she was dressed in shorts and the same cutoff sweatshirt
that had been so fetching on Yvette the night Laura had first tried
to fuck her.
In the mid-afternoon her doorbell rang. It was Yvette. One
glimpse of her cold, glaring face was enough to let Laura know that
she had discovered the goings on with Chanitra.
"My own baby sister," she said, her eyes filled with fire and
hurt and reproach.
"Please come in," Laura asked, softly.
Scowling and hostile, she came inside. Laura shut the door
behind her. Yvette's eyes swept up and down Laura.
"Did you seduce her? I see your wearing the same thing you
used to seduce me. You just couldn't keep your hands off her, could
you? Such a hot-blooded lesbian you couldn't stop yourself? She
look too good? So young and pretty? You fucked her in my own bed?
God . . . Laura. I still can't believe it!"
"Yvette . . ."
"Don't make excuses."
"I'm not."
"Don't try to tell me she seduced you."
Even though it was partly true, Laura didn't say anything.
"Can I ask how you found out?"
Yvette's eyes flashed with spite, and an aching sense of
loss. "She told me you were finished with me and only wanted her
now."
Instinctively, Laura lifted one hand to caress Yvette's
marvelous smooth cheek. Yvette slapped it away.
"It's not true," Laura whispered.
Now the tears began streaming down Yvette's cheeks, silent
tears, huge and copious.
"Oh Yvette . . ."
"Don't you touch me!" Yvette jumped back, out of reach.
Laura didn't know what to do. She felt terribly guilty and
ashamed, almost as if she had seduced Chanitra, and betrayed
Yvette. On top of that, she felt suddenly a fierce pang of lust
for Yvette, whose long, delicious, dark black body she recalled
with sharp, exquisite need. And her lust was most inappropriate now
that Yvette was shaking and crying and accusing her of . . . what,
child abuse?
"Yvette . . . please. Sit down."
Yvette's eyes were clouded with tears. "How could you do
this to me?"
"Do you want me to tell you how it happened?"
"No! God . . . I couldn't stand it. Just the thought of you
. . . fucking her makes me want to kill you. And her."
They just stood inside the door to Laura's apartment, staring
at one another for a long time while Yvette cried. Finally,
Yvette whispered, plaintively.
"I loved you."
Laura yearned for her, and leaned toward her. But Yvette
pulled back. She wiped away her tears with the back of her hand.
"But I don't ever want to see you again," she said, glowering
again at Laura.
"Are you sure?" Laura asked softly. She extended one arm and
placed her hand on Yvette's shoulder. She could remember the
feeling of their naked bodies entwined, their clits pressed
together, the excruciating raptures they had shared.
With a bleak smile, Yvette nodded. "I'm sure," she
whispered. "I . . . have a husband, and a little girl. I'm not a
lesbian. You can turn Chanitra into one, but not me."
Laura's hand moved behind Yvette's neck, drawing her closer.
This time Yvette didn't pull away.
"One last kiss?" Laura asked. "For old time's sake?"
Again Yvette's eyes clouded up, and her full lower lip
quivered. She shook her head.
"No. It'll just make me want to do it with you again."
She opened the door herself and was out in the hallway before
Laura could stop her again.
"Bye, Laura."
"I won't let it be goodbye, Yvette," Laura said, but she
didn't know if Yvette heard her as she walked toward the elevator.
And so, when Karen phoned that afternoon, Laura was in a
perfect mood to see her. This time it was Karen who was suffering
and wanted to drown her sorrow in Laura's arms. Karen had been
seeing a man who had a sister, and the sister and Karen had become
very attracted to each other. They had let nature take it course
and were naked in bed, just about to consummate their lust for each
other, when the brother walked in.
"You can't believe it," Karen said, bleakly. "We were so
close. I had my hand in her pussy. And she's so beautiful. You'd
love her."
"Why didn't you just ask him to join you?" Laura asked.
"I actually would have, but both of them were so angry and
guilty that the only thing I could do was leave. She called later
and said she could never see me again. She wasn't a lesbian. You
know, the whole thing."
"Oh baby. I'm so sorry. I know how you feel."
Without speaking, Karen began unbuttoning her blouse, giving
Laura alluring glances.
"What about the guy?" Laura asked, looking at the smooth,
chocolate skin come into view, and at the lacy cups of Karen's bra.
"He was okay," Karen said. "But I was getting tired of him.
Frankly, I get tired of being hammered with dick after a while, know
what I mean? I want some sweet, sweet pussy for myself." She
winked.
Laura smiled as the last button came undone. She could feel
her pulse accelerate as Karen slipped it off.
"Then I got to thinking," Karen murmured. "How long has it
been since you . . . saw these, for instance?"
Her bra unclasped in the front, between the two large cups.
She unfastened it slowly, enjoying the suspense. Then she peeled
the cups back, exposing her magnificent round breasts. To Laura
they seemed even more beautiful than they did the first time she saw
them.
Karen's breasts were large but perfectly formed, jutting and
firm, with swollen, glimmering black nipples. Laura could feel her
blood pounding as she looked at them. She had sucked and licked and
kissed and even bitten them many times, bringing Karen to fierce
explosions of coming. And yet, she never had enough. And neither,
apparently, did Karen.
"You haven't been letting anybody bite them, have you?" Laura
asked suggestively, smiling, her eyes swimming with hot sex, as
Karen's were too by now.
Karen stood up and came over to Laura. Her loose bra slipped
from her arms and fell to the floor. Her firm breasts barely
jiggled as she walked, just enough to make Laura want to swallow
them.
Karen leaned over the easy chair where Laura sat, putting one
hand on each arm of the chair and swaying her perfect breasts in
Laura's face.
"Tell me if you see any teeth marks," she teased softly.
Karen's naked breasts were so close to her lips that her warm
breath was reflected back. Karen leaned even closer, brushing
Laura's face with the smooth round globes. The feel of Karen's
soft, bulbous nipples against her face was almost ecstacy itself to
Laura. Her hands came up to capture the swaying balls of flesh.
Toying with Karen, she playfully bared her teeth, rubbing one
bulbous nipple against them. Several sharp, excited gasps escaped
from Karen's mouth. Laura opened her teeth and let Karen's huge
nipple pop into her mouth. She sucked it passionately.
Karen looked down at her nipple inside Laura's mouth. Laura
held her breast in both hands, squeezing it gently with her fingers
while she sucked.
"Oh . . . ahh . . . unhhh!" Karen panted and gasped. "You
know I don't let anybody hurt me but you," she panted.
"How do you come with them?" Laura asked, releasing the nipple
and licking it, stabbing it with her tongue.
"I concentrate. But I don't have to . . . ahhnnnn!
concentrate with you . . . unhhhh! Oh! Oh Laura! Squeeze them
hard! Harder! God . . . nobody fucks me like you!"
Laura was now treating Karen's other beautiful breast the same
way, sucking and squeezing it, squeezing it harder now that Karen
had asked for it. The stuffed chair she was sitting in was big, and
Karen straddled Laura's thighs with her knees, pushing her naked
breasts into Laura's face. While Laura sucked her nipples and
squeezed her breasts, Karen inched down the zipper of her jeans.
But to get them completely off, she had to stand for a moment.
Her eyes were glazed, her nipples wet with Laura's saliva, erect and
shiny. She nearly smoked with hot sex as she stripped off her jeans
and panties, doing a quick striptease for Laura.
Laura was as aroused as Karen. She held up her arms,
beckoning the girl back, knowing that Karen was just seconds from a
fierce climax, that nothing could stop them. With no other girl did
she have such crackling, scorching, violent sexual encounters. Once
the two of them were swept up in it, as they were now, she knew that
nothing could stop them until they both obliterated their lust in
several fiery explosions.
Again Karen climbed into the chair with her knees straddling
Laura's thighs. She dangled her breasts in Laura's face, and Laura
began to make love to them again, rough love, aggressive, almost
brutal love, while Karen dropped one hand between her thighs and
began massaging her pussy.
"Do it hard honey do it hard I'm gonna come," she murmured to
Laura, wincing with ecstacy as Laura's hands and mouth on her
breasts grew rougher. "Nobody does this to me but you. I don't let
anybody but you. Unhhh! Unggg! Oh god! Hard! Hard! Bite honey
bite! Please!"
"Oh Karen!"
"Ungghh! Oh . . . Laura! Unghgh! Oh!"
Laura's fingers bit into the firm round balls of Karen's
breasts, squeezing them brutally, while she nipped at the large,
bulging, wet nipple in her mouth with her teeth, teasing Karen,
making her whimper and tremble frantically. Then, quickly, she
delivered, sharply biting Karen's nipple. Next she released it from
her lips and shoved the other one in, biting it sharply too.
Karen exploded with coming.
"AUUNNGOWWNNGGNNGGIIEEEE!" she cried out, her body shuddering
in killing spasms of rapture.
Laura dropped one hand to the girl's groin, gripping Karen's
own fingers, which were slippery with her flowing cunt juices. She
had never felt the girl, any girl, so wet.
"Ohhhh honey, I want to eat you, I want to suck your pussy,"
she panted.
Karen was still stunned by the force of her climax. Quickly,
Laura switched places with her, laying Karen's pliant body back in
the chair, then dropping to her knees between Karen's splayed,
glossy black thighs. The sleek inner part of Karen's thighs was wet
with cunt ooze, and Laura pushed her mouth directly up against the
swollen lips of Karen's beautiful pussy, raping the girl with her
lips and tongue.
Karen moaned, her body stiffened, her pelvis began to churn
excitedly. Laura knew she hadn't really come down yet from the
stunning orgasm she had just experienced. Laura's hands slid back
up Karen's writhing body to her breasts, which she squeezed and
pinched while sucking and tonguing Karen's flooding pussy wildly.
Her face was wet with pussy juices, and the tangy flavor on
her tongue sent her into more violent paroxysms of lust. She
tongue-stabbed Karen, and sucked her clit, swallowing the flood of
juices, sucking more, harder, pinching Karen's large, thick nipples
sharply, until suddenly Karen's luscious body arched, quivered, and
she erupted again in a string of shattering orgasms.
Her strangled cries of ecstacy were so loud that Laura was
afraid the neighbors would hear, but nothing could make either of
them hold back. Karen had two violent orgasms in a row before
finally collapsing, panting, moaning back into the chair cushions.
Laura slid up her body, lying half on top of her, kissing her, still
fully clothed.
"My god," Karen finally giggled, when she had regained her
breath, "I've already come three times and you're still dressed."
Laura looked down at her clothes and giggled too. "I guess
you were in a hurry," she said.
"You also have pussy juice all over your face," Karen grinned.
"Mine."
Laura licked her lips. "I hope there's more where that came
from."
"Gallons. Gallons, for you. What do you think about joining
me in the bedroom?"
"I thought you'd never ask, you greedy bitch," Laura smiled.
They went to Karen's bedroom, and Karen undressed Laura,
without letting Laura do a thing.
"I haven't fucked you for months," she whispered. "I haven't
had my hands on this incredible body for too long. And honey, I'm
gonna fuck you hard. You're gonna climb the walls."
Laura found herself trembling involuntarily with sexual
excitement, partly from fucking Karen herself moments ago, and even
more from Karen's words and caresses. She had had some wonderful
sex in the past weeks, with Yvette, with Chanitra, with Sandra, but
nothing could match the sheer intensity of her sex with Karen.
And as soon as Karen got Laura's clothes off, she was all over
her. She pulled the covers off the bed and drew Laura down on the
crisp white sheets, swarming over Laura's supine body, sucking and
fucking Laura hard, as she had promised, and not slacking off until
she had made Laura come five explosive times.
Gasping for breath, still tingling all over, her own pussy
juices smearing her inner thighs this time, Laura felt like she had
been hit by a truck. She lay next to Karen, still stunned, eyes
glazed, unable to speak for several minutes.
"We're going to put each other in the hospital if we keep this
up," she finally said, softly.
"Then call the ambulance, honey," Karen murmured hotly in her
ear. She leaned up over Laura, dangling her incredible breasts in
Laura's face once more. "My nipples are throbbing for your teeth,
girl. One nibble from you and I'll be coming again."
"God, you're already wet again," Laura breathed, massaging
Karen's flowing pussy with one hand.
"You don't think I'm lying, do you?"
They fucked for another hour, increasingly rough with each
other, as was usually the case. By the time they rested, both were
getting sore. Each girl had come between ten and fifteen times.
"My nipples are hurting," Karen said, examining the puffy
buds. "I can't believe it. You and I used to fuck through the
night. And my cunt aches, too."
"I know," Laura said. "Me too."
They were reluctantly drifting toward calling it a night when
Karen's doorbell rang. She went to the door in her bathrobe and
returned with Rick, and his brother Jamie.
Suddenly, Laura could feel the atmosphere become electrified.
After all, Karen was dressed only in her bathrobe, and Laura was
under a sheet, completely naked too. Any fool could see they had
been fucking heatedly for hours. The bed was all rumpled and messy.
"Look who's here," Karen said, coyly.
Laura smiled. "Hi," she said, feeling a hot gnawing of fear
mixed with excitement in the pit of her stomach.
Rick made a mocking long face. "Awww, you guys are having a
party and didn't invite us."
As usual, Jamie was more awed by his understanding of what was
going on before he and his brother arrived. He looked at the
rumpled sheets.
"I . . . I didn't know," he began, but Rick shut him up.
"Aren't you going to invite us to join you?" Rick asked.
Karen smiled. Laura could tell that she felt as newly
energized by the situation as she herself did. They might be sore,
but the possibilities were enticing. Both of them had been fucked
by Rick and Jamie, and the thought of all four of them together was
intriguing.
"Think you feel up to it?" Karen teased.
Rick came over to her. He kissed her aggressively, removing
her bathrobe at the same time. Jamie's eyes were popping out of his
head. Rick filled his hands with Karen's luscious naked breasts.
He dropping his mouth to them, and quickly had Karen moaning, and
Laura's pulse racing.
Rick nodded to his brother, who came over to them, stripping
his shirt off as he walked. Rick passed Karen to Jamie, who kept
kissing her mouth and squeezing her breasts while Rick quickly
undressed. When Laura saw his huge jumping cock spring into view,
she felt the blood hammer more rapidly through her veins. She had
almost forgotten how big it was. And Jamie's, she knew, was even
bigger.
She could see from the enraptured expression on Karen's face
that she was completley pliant for them, ready to take anythng they
had to give. Rick quickly lay down on her back at the edge of the
bed, with his feet still on the floor. Jamie guided Karen over to
him, and he slipped the huge fat pole of his cock up into her pussy
as she straddled his hips, danglng her delicious dark breasts in his
face.
Laura scooted up to the head of the bed to give them room,
wildly aroused by watching them fuck.
"God . . . in the drawer," Karen gasped as Rick mauled her
thick black nipples with his mouth. "There's . . . ahhh, oh!
There's baby oil."
Now Jamie was naked too, his huge cock twitching and pulsing.
He went directly for the drawer, took out the small plastic bottle,
and quickly oiled his piston. It all happened so fast that Laura
could hardly believe it.
He stood behind Karen, kneading her luscious, round, black
buns with his hands, then slid the huge, gristly, oiled shaft
between them and up into her asshole. Karen shut her eyes and
clenched her teeth. She didn't even moan, but held her breath,
wincing sharply as the enormous stalk penetrated her.
Now she was impaled on both cocks, and they began to fuck her
with long, slow strokes that quickly turned into hot, sharp jabs.
Karen moaned and whimpered as they began to pump her roughly, and
Rick's mouth tore at her bulging nipples. Laura felt her whole body
pulse with wild sexual excitement, and awe at the same time, as she
watched the two men sandwich Karen's churning body between them and
fuck her hard in her pussy and ass.
She herself had been fucked that way by these same two guys,
and the memory of it made her hotter still. It was horrible and
fascinating at the same time. Tears were pouring down Karen's face,
and yet she was clearly in a kind of demented rapture, being
brutally and devastatingly raped by Rick and Jamie, but on the edge
of a ferocious climax. And she reached her first one as Laura
watched.
Squealing uncontrollably, Karen erupted in a bomb burst of
coming, her sleek body shuddering as the spasms wrenched her. Rick
and Jamie never missed a stroke, and when her orgasm subsided, and
her groans diminished, Laura heard Rick panting to her, and to his
brother.
"You want it the new way, baby?" he panted to Karen, still
mauling her luscious, saliva-wet breasts with his mouth and fingers.
"Both in your pussy? Both in your pussy?"
Delirious with lust, Karen nodded, biting her lower lips as
both huge cocks still jabbed into her.
"Put your cock in her pussy too, Jamie," Rick panted. "Do it.
She wants it."
Karen had described this to Laura, so she was not completely
shocked. But she could still hardly believe her eyes as she saw
Jamie slide his massive, greased prick out of Karen's asshole, then
guide it down to her pussy, which was already crammed full of his
brother's equally huge cock. How can they both fit in there? she
wondered, holding her fist to her mouth.
But they could. She heard Karen groan as Jamie used his
fingers to open her cuntlips further at the bottom. But as soon as
he got the ballooning head of his stiff cock inside, he just pushed
it all the way into her.
"Unngghhh!" she groaned, tears again streaming down her
cheeks.
Her face was contorted in agony. Laura couldn't believe her
eyes. Karen's pussy was stretched to the limits, gorged with two
enormous stiff cocks, and she was mewling hysterically as both men
churned their hips, forcing both cocks further into her. They
fucked her just as hard as before, only it seemed harder now, since
their huge, stiff cocks didn't slide easily in and out of her pussy,
and they had to force them up into the groaning, weeping girl.
They had not come yet either, and so they grew even rougher
with her as they approached their own orgasms. Now all three of
them were groaning, panting, grunting, straining. It was the most
thrilling and scary thing Laura had ever witnessed, and it aroused
her to a wild pitch of lust too.
The two men ripped their huge cocks up into Karen's pussy, and
Karen began to come, wailing and squirming hysterically, pinned
between Rick and Jamie as they too reached their orgasms. For the
next ten seconds Laura watched the evidence of excruciating pleasure
transfix their faces as they continued to writhe and strain through
the clenching fury of their shared climax.
Their still-spouting cocks slipped out of her pussy, spewing
creamy dollops of cum all over her black belly and thighs. The
sight of the pearly rivulets of cum excited Laura more than she
realized, and she knew that in addition to being shocked by the
perverted power of what she had witnessed, she was jealous of Karen
too.
The three of them lay spent and gasping on the bed, while two
feet away Laura was still seething with lust and frantic excitement.
She watched enviously as they disentangled their bodies and mopped
up the streaks of jism with towels Karen brought from the bathroom.
Karen's eyes fell on Laura. She smiled.
"Are you feeling left out?" she said, coming over to Laura,
embracing her, beginning to make love to her, fondling Laura's
breasts and twisting her nipples, just hard enough to make Laura
relish the threat of more brutal passion.
"Ohh! Oucchh!" Laura gasped.
"Don't you want me to fuck you while you're waiting for them?"
she whispered. "Anyway, watching me fuck you will get them hot
again quick."
Laura could hardly resist. Karen knew how to ring every one
of her bells, knew even how to make her beg for it. And being so
savagely fucked by Rick and Jamie had only stoked Karen's fires.
She swarmed all over the moaning Laura, sucking her nipples and
probing her wet, throbbing pussy, rubbing her own luscious body
against Laura's, bringing Laura quickly to a fever pitch of need.
Laura squirmed and whimpered, curiously both repelled and
aroused by being watched as she drew closer and closer to a
screaming climax. By the time Karen slid down her body and began to
eat her pussy, she was beyond caring. She was totally in the grip
of sexual mania, and the thought that the two guys would be
following Karen seemed to stimulate her even more.
Karen's wild, ingenious tongue and lips on her clit had her
gagging and shuddering with ecstacy in about thirty seconds, and in
the middle of her shattering climax she realized that the boys were
hard again, and taking over. Watching Karen fuck her had indeed
revived Rick and Jamie in record time, and Laura was still coming as
they manipulated her body into position, this time with Jamie on the
bottom. Laura nearly swooned she felt his huge cock slide up into
her throbbing pussy.
"Anngghhhh!" she groaned the next second, because Rick had
quickly oiled his freshly-rigid, enormous prick, and was inching it
into her screaming, pain-flaming rectum.
Before she quite knew what was happening, her body was totally
engorged with stiff cock, her ass and pussy splitting from the huge
poles. And both Rick and Jamie were fucking her hard, hammering
their massive stalks into her, sandwiching her between them and
brutally fuck-mauling her beautiful, writhing body. Then Karen
joined them, and all four were tangled together in one writhing mass
of flesh on the bed.
Karen's hands and mouth eagerly found Laura's breasts and
assaulted the luscious globes with the same brutal frenzy, sucking
Laura's nipples so sharply that Laura's body fell into the
convulsions of an almost continuous orgasm. The two men, who had
already climaxed less than ten minutes earlier, weren't so hair-
trigger now, and they fucked Laura even more roughly than they had
raped Karen, ripping their stiff cocks up into her quivering body,
spearing her ass and pussy and making her cry out and moan sharply.
In the middle of her third orgasm, she realized they were
going to do the same thing to her they had done to Karen. She felt
Rick's large cock slide out of her bottom, then felt him jamming it
into her already-splitting pussy alongside his brother's hard prick.
The pain was killing as he forced the gigantic stalk into her
already-crammed cunt. It hurt so bad she could not even get out a
cry. Her breath was gone, and hot tears squirted from her eyes,
pouring down her cheeks as they began to squeeze and pummel her body
between them.
The fit was so tight that they really couldn't move their
cocks in and out of her, and so they shimmied her roughly between
them until the rapid motion and pressure drove them all to a
crushing, excruciating climax. Laura had been through some violent
sexual events before, but nothing matched the searing, explosive
fury of this volcanic moment. Rivers of cum spurted into her from
the two jabbing pricks, and Karen nearly swallowed one of her
nipples as Laura's whole shuddering body erupted in a cataclysm of
intense coming.
She didn't know how long it lasted.
Finally, they were all groaning softly and prying their flesh
apart, too stunned by the experience to say anything. Laura's pussy
still ached where they had stretched it to accomodate their massive
organs, but at the same time it throbbed and hummed with incredible
aftershocks of sexual pleasure. Her nipples ached too, in the same
way.
Even days afterward, she could hardly believe what she had
gone through. And even though the physical experience was the most
intense she could imagine short of actually dying, she didn't know
if she ever wanted to go through it again.
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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
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The chapters are now also available in html format at http://www.thevalkyrie.com/stories/miranda/index.html.
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