Chapter 184

The day Laura was hoping for finally arrived. Mavis had left a message on her answering machine. Two weeks had passed since their delicious afternoon of fucking, following their meeting in the aisle at Walgreen's. Laura had begun to worry.

True, she had been busy sleeping with Stevie Archer, Shavon, Charise, Jane, Earlene, Yvette, Randi. God, that many! she thought, amazed, feeling a hot little tingle deep inside her pussy at the memory of each one. If Mavis had phoned, Laura would have had a tough time squeezing her in. But she would have squeezed her in.

Mavis had not called, and Laura began to ache. Their coupling had been very special. They had been soulmates from the start, partly because Laura had fallen wildly in love with Mavis in seconds, and also because Mavis was experienced in girl-girl fucking due to having done it for a couple of years with her older sister. Gosh, she must've been only fourteen when that horny Brenda started screwing her! Laura suddenly realized for the first time.

"You can't call me 'cause my Mama'll find out," Mavis half-whispered into the phone. "Sorry I didn't call sooner. I have to be careful. Dying to see you, Laura. Can you meet me tomorrow after school at... you know, where we met before? I know it's hard to get off work. I'll be there about four, if you can make it." Then her voice dropped to a full whisper. "Laura, I dig you, I really dig you, I need to see you." Then back up again. "Okay, then. Bye."

Laura realized, as she rewound the tape to listen to it again, that her heart was racing and pounding. She was so excited, her emotions in a whirl, realizing that Mavis felt the same way about her. She would have to leave work a little over an hour early to get to Walgreen's in time. She would have to drive.

And just as she was leaving for her car the next day, hurrying out the door with her coat half on, she ran into Rhonda.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?" Rhonda asked knowingly. She looked at her watch. "A full day's work for a full day's pay, right? You have that look in your eye, Laura. Is she cute? Does she work here?"

"I... have a doctor's appointment," Laura stammered hastily.

"Right. You have to give a gynecological exam to a very pretty black girl. Do I know her?"

Laura shook her head.

"Just as well, I guess," Rhonda shrugged. "I only want them more, knowing you're... you know-"

"What happened, isn't Stevie doing it for you any more?" Laura couldn't resist, though she hated herself afterward for saying it.

"We're getting along find, thank you," Rhonda said in a clipped voice. "She has... commitments, and of course so do I. So we can't be together as much as I'd like to."

And if it was that easy for me to fuck her, Laura thought, remembering Chicago, then you have every right to be jealous, dear. Who can tell whose tongue or dick might be up Stevie's gorgeous pussy right now, eh?

"She's very beautiful," Laura said, feeling both joy and guilt at being an absolute traitor. And I fucked her Playmate brains out, too, she wanted to add. "I hope you two are very happy."

To make matters worse, Rhonda began glowing with love. "Oh, thank you, Laura. I... really care for her so much."

"What about Sholandra?"

Rhonda grew remote. "She has been a little... unpleasant. But we patched that up. She's really too wild for her own good. She scares me sometimes. She gets so jealous."

"I guess most of us would feel badly if a Playmate of the Month stole our lover from us."

"I'm trying to... help her through it."

Poor Sholandra! Laura thought.

"I have to rush!" she said.

"Go ahead," Rhonda said. "Don't catch anything."

Laura gave her a tight smile. What a thing to say! She dashed to her car and drove like a terrorist to Walgreen's. Mavis was waiting by a mailbox.

She was wearing white socks and white sneakers, a short plaid skirt, and a white blouse with a yellow cardigan sweater. Her hair was done in bows on each side, bangs along her forehead (like Charise! Laura recalled guiltily), and she looked younger this time than she had the first time. As if I didn't feel badly enough, robbing the cradle, Laura thought. She's darling. God, a face to die for! Even more beautiful than I remembered it.

She leaned over and opened the door for Mavis, who quickly got in, looking around nervously as if to see whether any classmates saw her getting into this older woman's car. Laura, filling the role of a lust-crazed lesbian admirably, could not take her eyes off Mavis's sleek, black, bare legs. Mavis's skirt was quite short and revealed about half of her hard, smooth thighs.

She saw Laura looking and grinned broadly. "You like these legs, don't you, you horny thing," she said, her devastating eyes flickering with amusement and sexual excitement, barely concealed.

"I... couldn't get you out of my mind," Laura confessed breathlessly.

Liar! You've been fucking seven or eight girls since you last saw her! Laura could feel herself beginning to blush with shame, long her clearest weakness, and she fought to keep the blood from rushing to her face.

"Thought of you a lot too," Mavis said, matter-of-factly.

"I wanted to see you sooner."

Mavis smiled happily. "Me too. Couldn't get away. I have to watch after two baby brothers a lot. Wouldn't do to be pleasuring myself while they burn the house down, would it."

"No. Certainly not. Anyway, my heart is racing. I'm so glad to see you."

"I can stay an hour. We should be able to do it three or four times in a hour, right?"

Now Laura smiled. "It doesn't matter how many times. I just want to hold you."

Mavis grinned salaciously, looking straight ahead through the windshield at the traffic. "And something else."

"And everything else."

"Good!"

At Laura's apartment, they kissed just inside the door, leaning against it. "I forgot how beautiful you are," Laura panted, kissing her neck, her ear, her cheek, her throat, trying to pull Mavis's shirt tails out of her skirt in order to get her hands on the girl's marvelous warm skin everywhere.

"You're gonna give me a big head, Laura," Mavis warned. "Brenda and I screwed a lot, but she never told me I was beautiful."

"Sisters never see each other's beauty. I'll bet you're more beautiful than she is."

"She has bigger titties. Real big ones." She held her hands out in front of her own small breasts.

"Come in here to the bedroom," Laura said. "And quit talking about Brenda. I'm your lover now, not Brenda. I'm going to make you forget her."

Mavis grinned, shedding her shirt completely as they reached Laura's bedroom. "You already have."

Laura kissed her again while Mavis carefully unbuttoned Laura's blouse and removed it. They helped one another undress down to their underwear. Mavis wore plain cotton panties and a shallow-cup plain white bra, so common, so different from the elaborately sexy underthings worn by most of Laura's bed partners. Laura embraced her and slid both hands under the elastic of Mavis's panties, cupping both firm round moons of Mavis's ass and squeezing them.

"Oooohhh, that feels good," Mavis said through the kiss.

Laura kissed her neck and shoulder, still squeezing the full moons of her ass.

"You have a delicious bottom that I am going to kiss and kiss," she said, pulling Mavis over to the bed.

They lay down together on it, and Laura skimmed Mavis's cotton panties all the way off.

"I was afraid you might not want to see me again, after that first time," Mavis confessed shyly.

She was not ordinarily shy, and so Laura knew she meant it. "Why would you think that?" Laura said. "I love you. Mmmm, I love this delicious body."

Laura unfastened her own bra, then Mavis's, and they both shed them quickly. Now they were completely naked. Laura pushed their breasts together, feeling the hard rivets of Mavis's nipples poking into her own.

"I thought... you have so many other girls probably," Mavis said, eyes burning. "Why would you want little old me."

Laura kissed her with searing intensity, digging her fingers passionately now into the firm naked flesh of Mavis's round, smooth ass. "I never stop thinking of you."

"And then..." Mavis giggled softly in embarrassment. "I got this pimple. You know?"

"Where?"

"Right here." She pointed to one cheekbone.

Laura touched it, the dark brown skin smooth and velvet to Laura's fingertip. "I don't see anything."

"It's why I didn't call you," Mavis looked down. "I had to wait for it to go away."

Laura was overcome with love. She kissed Mavis heatedly again, then dropped her mouth to the girl's small breasts, toying with one huge hard nipple before sucking it deeply into her mouth, and most of Mavis's breast too.

"Unhhhh!" Mavis gasped.

"Oh Mavis, you are so beautiful," Laura panted softly. "How could you think I could ever get you off my mind."

"Unhh! Oh wow... Laura, that feels good."

"And I'm going to devour this one the same way."

Mavis lay moaning on her side while Laura sucked her large hard nipples hungrily. Like Jonelle, she had very small breasts, swellings really, and very large nipples. But the difference was in what 'large' meant in each case. Jonelle's nipples were huge soft black buds, like Rina's and Trina's, swelling fruit, both the areola and the center nub forming a single bulb that swelled out from each breast. But Mavis's areolas were relatively small, tent-like, and the thick, hard centers of her big nipples pushed up from the middle of them like jutting black bullets.

Laura lashed them with her tongue, sucking and pinching them with her lips, until Mavis was whimpering uncontrollably, squirming and panting.

"Oh Laura... oh Laura... oh god, that feels so good!" she panted.

"It's going to feel better, darling. I'm going to suck this wet little pussy of yours the same way."

Her fingers had discovered that Mavis's cunt was very wet indeed, and she quickly slid down to it. The black lips were glossy and glistening with warm juice, and Laura's fingers pulled them open to reveal the shiny magenta juice-pit within. She was in heaven. This beautiful teenager was hers, all hers, a gorgeous young girl with a breathtaking face and a sweet, virginal black body that had never known a cock, only Laura's tongue, preceded by the tongue of her sister Brenda.

She proceeded to lick Mavis's pussy in a slow, skillful way that she had not been able to use during their first time together, simply because they had both been desperate to fuck and make each other come quickly and repeatedly. But now they had an hour, and Laura was not to be denied her feast. She licked Mavis's sweet runny pussy but without letting Mavis come, and after about three minutes Mavis was begging her.

"Oh god... oh god, Laura... please!" she gasped, pinching her own nipples, churning her pussy up into Laura's mouth. "Oh please! Oh god... oh god I can't take that, Laura! Please... yes yes ohhnnnn! Oh yes! Harder... please! Please harder! Unghhh! Unghhh! Oh god... Laura, please! I... I'm going to-"

"Not yet you're not going to..." Laura panted, pulling her tongue back from Mavis's swollen, hard little clitoris, which she had been toying with cleverly for minutes.

She cupped the firm moons of Mavis's pretty ass in both hands, squeezing the warm, resilient flesh and lowering her tongue to the less-sensitive wet crease of Mavis's pussy, licking and tongue-fucking it tenderly. Unable to come, Mavis drew back from the edge, her body slowly twisting and churning less frantically, her sighs and whimpers dying down into tormented mewlings. She dug her fingers into her hard young thighs and raised her crotch into Laura's face, biting her lip, moaning, swirling her pussy against Laura's mouth, loving every second of this and yet desperate to come.

"Oh Laura... please!" she beseeched Laura, raising her hands to the small swellings of her breasts and twisting her hard black jutting nipples sharply.

Laura took pity on her. The delicious girl was dying for her climax, and Laura could withhold it from her no longer. She slid two fingers into the sopping wet crease of Mavis's festering pussy and began to fuck her with them, while at the same time lashing the girl's swollen clitoris excitedly with her tongue. About twenty seconds of this was all Mavis could stand.

"Oh yes! Oh yes!" she panted, hurtling toward a devastating orgasm. "Oh yes... oh Laura yes like that yes yes! Ungghh! Awwwonnngghiieee!" she cried out, coming violently, her ecstatic screams filling the bedroom, since she was far too transported by her orgasm to remember, as Laura had taught her, to push her face into the pillow next to her head.

She came hard, her lovely lean body flexing and shuddering. After the initial shocks, Laura slid up to hold her while she quivered and moaned, still coming even twenty seconds later. Finally, the whirlwind was spent, and she blinked and smiled.

"You do know how to make me come pretty hard, Laura," she gasped. "I kept thinking, 'Brenda never made me come the way Laura do'."

"I'm so glad," Laura smiled, kissing her. "Then you'll always want to come back to me."

"You got that one right," Mavis beamed. "And now I'm gonna give you my special, too."

She pushed Laura onto her back and began making love to her. Mavis knew what she was doing, and this time she made love to Laura even more passionately than she had their first time. This Brenda must be pretty hot in the sack if she taught Mavis how to do all this, Laura thought. A few seconds later she herself was exploding in a hot, clenching orgasm brought on by Mavis's clever fingers and tongue.

A little later, while they were cuddling, Mavis came out with another shocker. "Have you ever fucked anybody with your whole hand?"

Laura tried to play dumb. "What do you mean?"

Mavis held up her own hand, then made it into a fist. "Like this. Brenda used to make me do it to her. Because I have small hands, see?"

She rotated her fist. She did have small hands, small and beautiful. Laura felt a hot, delighted little twitch deep inside her pussy, as if she were imagining what it would feel like to have that pretty black fist in it.

Mavis looked briefly down at the sheet, unable to look Laura squarely in the eye. "I was just wondering-" she began.

"Wondering what?"

"You have pretty small hands, like I do. I was wondering if you would... you know... do me with your fist. When I did Brenda, she used to just die. She used to come like I never saw anybody come."

Laura bubbled over with laughter, and hugged Mavis hard, pulling her down again on the bed. ""You, my darling, are a shameless little pervert, aren't you," she laughed.