Chapter 48

After her hot little orgy with Chanitra and Karen, Laura thought she should have been fulfilled for the evening, at least. God, I'm not a nymphomaniac, am I? she asked herself. Because all she could think about was Karen's return. They drew each other like magnets. I've already had five orgasms, and I still can't wait to fuck with her.

She got ready for Karen by taking a long bath, then putting on a lace teddy she had never worn yet, pale aqua with lacy transparent flower designs. Her body was clearly revealed through it, and she had contemplated wearing it for Jonelle, if Jonelle were ever to return. But now, as if to spite her, she would wear it for Karen.

She had never actually prepared this way for a lover, and by the time Karen rang the downstairs buzzer, and Laura let her in, she was really aroused again, as if she had never had sex yet this day. And Karen seemed to have been dwelling on it too, because her eyes were fiery with sexual excitement as Laura let her in the door.

"It was hard to concentrate on money," she said, her eyes widening as she let them drift up and down Laura. "God, sometimes I forget how gorgeous you are."

"You like?"

Laura modeled the teddy for her.

"I hope it's not expensive. I may rip if off you."

Laura made a mock pout. "You wouldn't. I'd be happy to take it off for you."

She glanced down at Karen's hand and saw that she had brought her goody bag. Laura's blood leaped, and a rocketing pulse suddenly beat in her throat, making it hard to speak for a moment. Karen saw where her eyes had gone. She raised the bag, with a hot, inviting stare.

"Want to make us a drink?" she smiled softly.

"Yes," Laura said hoarsely.

Karen followed her into the kitchen. While Laura poured them each a vodka tonic, Karen began removing her own clothes, slowly peeling off her blouse, then dropping her skirt. Even though Laura had been fucking with her, and Chanitra, only about two hours ago, she was as fascinated with the girl's beautiful body as if she had never seen it naked.

Finally, Karen was clothed only in her underwear, black bikini panties, and a deliciously abbreviated pale yellow bra. The cups were transparent mesh, revealing the large black circles of her nipples.

"I could eat you alive," Laura whispered as she handed Karen her drink.

Karen grinned. "It was fun fucking with that fantastic child," she said. "But it didn't give me what I need."

"She's a hot little minx, though."

"What a body."

Laura traced the upper slopes of Karen's breasts with one finger, dipping it between her bra cups. "Not any better than yours," she whispered.

"You think we should go in the bedroom, or do it right here?"

Laura took her drink, and grasped Karen's free hand with her other hand, drawing her toward the bedroom. Inside it, she closed the door, as she always did, except when in such a hurry that it was forgotten. But she thought having it closed might somehow muffle the sounds they made.

She and Karen kissed, at first slowly, then more searchingly. Laura unclasped Karen's bra and it slid down Karen's arms, exposing her magnificent breasts. Laura held them in both hands, rubbing the thick protruding nipples in her palms while kissing Karen again. Karen's hands crawled over the lace of Laura's teddy.

"How do you get this thing off?" she asked softly.

"There are snaps, in the crotch," Laura said, with a faint smile.

"Mmmmm."

Wasting no time, Karen drew Laura down onto the bed, pushing her knees apart and sinking to the floor by the edge of the bed. Quickly she found the two tiny snaps and opened the crotch of the teddy, exposing Laura's beautiful, partially-open pussy. Only a hint of the glistening inner sleeve was visible.

Karen skillfully slithered her tongue into it and began making love to Laura's pussy. Laura moaned, quivering, gyrating her hips slightly.

"Oh! Oh Jesus!" she gasped.

"Jesus won't help you," Karen murmured.

"Oh! Karen! Yes! Ohhhnnnn!"

"Oh no you don't," Karen said, peeling the lace teddy up slowly, exposing Laura's naked body, kissing every inch as the garment peeled away from Laura's smooth skin. "I'm not going to let you get away with a quick, easy orgasm like that."

But when her lips reached Laura's aching nipples, Laura nearly came anyway. Karen's caresses always aroused her so much that climaxing was no problem, and Karen had to stop before Laura came.

She propped herself up over the supine Laura, dangling her breasts until her nipples brushed Laura's wet ones.

"Then do it to me," Laura begged. "Do it to me however you want to, do it hard. Please."

"Do you still have that rope under the bed?"

"I only use it when you're here."

Grinning, Karen fished under the bed with one hand, coming up with the coiled rope. Working slowly and caressing Laura's naked body as she went, in five minutes she had tied Laura up completely, roping her forearms to her thighs, coiling rope around Laura's stomach, running it through her crotch on each side of her pussy. But she had left Laura's perfect breasts untouched.

Now, as Laura watched, feeling her body throb with need and wild sexual excitement, Karen opened her black bag and removed the long leather thongs they had used together in the past.

Carefully, she wrapped one of the thongs around one of Laura's breasts about six or seven times. The hard round ball of flesh reddened, Laura's large nipple swelling and gleaming. Her breast throbbed, but not wildly, not painfully. And her pussy began to gush with juice, as it always did when Karen did this to her.

Using the other thong, Karen wrapped it around Laura's other breast the same way. When both were throttled, but not tightly enough to take away sensation, she tied the ends of the thongs together, yoking the hard, discolored, swollen balls of Laura's tightly-bound breasts together.

"Oh god!" Laura panted, in a hot, delicious, perverted frenzy of horrible sexual need.

Now Karen had slid down between her splayed thighs.

"Mmmmmm, you're beautiful red pussy is all gooey," she murmured, licking it, making Laura quiver with need.

In a flash Laura remembered their last time together, when she had come about twelve times in just thirty minutes. Karen had tortured her into an almost constant climax, and she had returned the favor. Each time they got more brutal with each other, and came harder and longer. How could they top that? And did they want to?

"You want to come, don't you," Karen purred, licking Laura's pussy slowly, teasingly, making Laura whimper and squirm.

"Yes!"

"You want me to fuck you, and fuck you hard, don't you."

"Oh... yes! Karen, please!"

"Do you want the gag?"

Laura was almost insane with sexual need already. She nodded vigorously.

Karen dipped into her bag and came up with the ball gag and harness, which she quickly secured in place around Laura's head. She smiled, letting her hands drop to Laura's strangled breasts, pinching Laura's nipples gently with her fingers, then twisting them harder, then so hard that Laura's body tensed and rose up off the bed. Clotted mewls of pain were trapped in her throat.

Laura couldn't believe how her body responded to Karen. Had anyone else done this to her, she would be horrified, paralyzed with fear and pain. But Karen's hands or mouth on her breasts, no matter how brutal, made her quiver with near-ecstacy and throb with lust at the same time she was arching and moaning with pain.

And now Karen was greasing the two-pronged dildo and sliding one huge prong between Laura's buns and up into her ass before Laura had even come down from her levitation.

"Anghhhummphhggh!" Laura groaned into the rubber ball as the gigantic, ass-splitting rod reamed her.

The other prong went up into her pussy and the same time, and Karen fell on her like a demon, fucking Laura furiously, her thigh jamming the two-pronged dildo deep into Laura's body while her mouth tore at Laura's bursting nipples and her hands fiercely squeezed Laura's throttled breasts.

Overwhelmed by the fury of Karen's assault, Laura began coming almost immediately. She had two quick, violent orgasms. Karen's teeth sank into her nipples, and she cried out into the gag, sobbing and coming in shattering waves of spasms. She had not been raped this brutally since Yvette's husband had attacked her, not even by Karen. But this time Karen's perverse passion was unrestrained. She fucked Laura, and fucked her, and fucked her, until both of them collapsed side by side on the mattress, Karen apparently from exhaustion, and Laura from having six or seven almost continuous scorching, blistering, shattering orgasms.

After only a few seconds, Karen gathered the energy to untie Laura, and to ungag her, and to unwind the thongs from around Laura's breasts.

"God... I'm sorry," she gasped, only now regaining her breath.

Laura smiled at her wanly, then winced as Karen pulled the dildo contraption out of her body. "I wanted you to fuck me, not kill me," she said softly.

"I don't know what came over me. I really wanted you. And I kept thinking about Yvette Farmer, and that darling teenager, both of them fucking you all the time, instead of me, and it made me furious."

"So you tried to hurt me bad. And you did."

"I'm sorry."

"But I came so hard." Laura embraced her, and kissed her. "I always come so hard with you."

"I guess you'll really have to... hurt me back," Karen said, her eyes suddenly stirring with perverted excitement. "Won't you."

"You little tramp," Laura said, eyes narrowing. "You hurt me like that just so I could repay you."

Karen's eyes glistened. She looked down at Laura's hand, which had tightened on one of her naked breasts. Laura's fingers were digging into the firm, dark flesh. Karen's lips parted. Laura's fingers gripped the girl's large, bulbous black nipple, pinching it, gently first, then hard, harder.

"Owwnncchh! Oh!" Karen cried out, her eyes watering with the pain.

"And that's only a taste of what you're going to get," Laura said between her teeth, grabbing one of the loose thongs on the bed.