Chapter 114

Her heart racing in panic, Laura drove to Trina's apartment. She tried to talk herself back into reasonableness. She won't know this happened, she told herself. There's no way she can know. You're panicking about nothing. Just tell her you had to work a little late.

But don't act nervous, or guilty. That's what might raise her suspicions. Anyway, she knows I love her. I wouldn't do anything to hurt her. I can't help it if Sholandra is... irresistible. I can't help it that I'm such a... tramp. Such a sex fiend. Nothing could have kept me off Sholandra, after she took her bra off in the car that way.

But Laura felt devastatingly guilty. How would I feel if I knew Trina was screwing somebody else, Rhonda, or somebody like that, right before she came to see me? That she was so weak she couldn't resist? I would be desolate. I love her.

And Trina was radiantly beautiful as she opened the door for Laura. Shawna was glad to see her, and they had a very happy dinner together. Trina accepted Laura's mumbled excuses so easily that Laura's guilt gradually dissipated, and after an hour or so she began to feel as if her scorching sexual encounter with Sholandra had happened days, not hours, ago.

Trina put Shawna to bed, then reappeared about ten minutes later wearing an enchanting peach-hued wispy babydoll nightie.

"What do you think?" she asked coyly, modeling it. "I got it just for you."

"Oh my god," Laura said, tears of confusion coming to her eyes briefly as she realized how beautiful this woman was, and how she herself had jeopardized their relationship only a while ago. "You are the most beautiful creature I've ever seen."

"Oh... you only saying that," Trina scoffed. "Makin' me blush again."

But Trina's jutting breasts and protruding black nipples, and the slenderness of her waist, and her swelling hips, and her incredible smooth black skin were all silhouetted through the filmy fabric, making her indeed, to Laura, the most exquisite thing she had ever seen. With Sholandra Laura had come about five or six times, but she could instantly feel the warm juices begin to flow as she looked at Trina.

"I'm not just... saying it," she stammered, overcome with desire.

She stood and walked over to Trina. They kissed very sensually, and Laura let her hands explore the girl's body, first outside, then inside the babydoll.

Trina took Laura's whole ear inside her mouth, kissing and frenching it in a way that made Laura nearly come on the spot.

"You know, you better do me good tonight 'cause I feel like I might be getting my period tomorrow," she whispered, following the words with her tongue again.

"Ohhhh Jesus... you're almost making me come!" Laura confessed.

"Come in the bedroom," Trina whispered. "We don't want the baby to hear you."

How can I want this woman so much? Laura asked herself as she stumbled toward the bedroom behind Trina, letting her eyes devour the firm black moons of Trina's extraordinary bottom just beneath the hem of the flimsy babydoll. She had her hands on them before the door was even shut.

"Oh god, you're so beautiful," she gasped.

"Let me shut the door," Trina giggled softly. "You a sex maniac, Laura."

"You have the most beautiful ass I ever saw," Laura panted, pushing Trina forward face down on the bed with her naked ass perched on the edge of the mattress.

Laura was a quick, hot whirlwind of lust. Without even removing her own clothes or Trina's nightie, she fell to her knees beside the bed and pushed her face into Trina's crotch, kneading and squeezing the firm, dark globes of Trina's spectacular ass and driving her tongue up into Trina's streaming wet pussy.

"God, honey, you're really wet, you want me to eat you, don't you, eat you and fuck you and do it fast, don't you," Laura murmured to her.

Trina could do nothing but squirm and whimper uncontrollably, pushing her ass and pussy back into Laura's mouth and fingers, swirling her ass and moaning each time Laura's clever tongue swiped quickly across her swollen clit. Laura knew just what would blow the top off, and she went for it eagerly.

She slipped two fingers up into Trina's warm, slippery cunt, and began fucking her with them. At the same time, she found the girl's tiny, pinched-closed rectum and began to tickle it with her tongue, finally wriggling her tongue inside. Trina nearly went crazy and came in five seconds, a whinnying seizure of ecstacy, her squeals muffled only by the bedspread as she pushed her face into it, trying not to wake her daughter as Laura killed her with hot fucking.

"Anngghiiieeee!" she wailed, thrashing and writhing as Laura's tongue slithered in and out of her ass and Laura's fingers rubbed her clit. "Unghh! Ohnngg oh shit unngghiiieee!"

Trina lay there face down on the bed, still quivering from the powerful orgasm that had just shaken her body. But Laura could not stop; she wanted the girl, completely, wanted to consume Trina. Somehow her guilt made her want to rape Trina and at the same time bring Trina to the most unimaginable ecstacy possible, as if by doing it she would obliterate her own betrayal.

She pulled the babydoll up over Trina's head, rolling Trina onto her back and scooping her large, luscious breasts up in her hands, devouring Trina's huge, bulbous, gleaming nipples hungrily. Trina was used to Laura's passion for her, but she had never seen it become quite this intense, as if Laura had gone briefly mad with sex. But she was in no position to refuse. Her body responded quickly to Laura's caresses, and in a few minutes she was coming again.

Laura slipped down between Trina's thighs and licked her pussy until she came extravagantly, biting her own wrist to keep from crying out. She whimpered and whinnied through another three orgasms before Laura would let up. And as she lay beside the beautiful girl, kissing her, murmuring her love, caressing her peerless flesh, Laura realized with shock that she was still completely clothed herself.

God, it must seem like a rape or something, she thought. I didn't even bother to take my clothes off.

Even though she had been half-consumed by the hot whirlwind of Laura's lust, Trina suddenly realized it too. Her hand went up to Laura's blouse.

"Goodness, hon', you must've wanted me bad," she said, half- grinning.

"I always want you bad," Laura said honestly.

"Well, we'll just have to do something about that," Trina said, beginning to undress Laura.