Laura's Story: an Interracial Lesbian Romance
Chapter 194

Copyright© 2002 by Miranda Mars

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 194 - A Story about a white woman who has a special desire for relationships with beautiful African-American women, including a few teenagers

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa   Consensual   Romantic   Lesbian   True Story   Cheating   BDSM   DomSub   Spanking   Rough   Light Bond   Humiliation   Group Sex   Interracial   Black Female   White Female   First   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Masturbation   Fisting   Sex Toys   Lactation  

Laura had very little time to worry about what might become of her relationship with Randi now that they had indulged together in the blazing three-way fuck with Rob. Her mind was taken up by other things. The following morning Rhonda burst into her office, her face almost as purple as her expensive silk scarf, waving in her hand-The Tape!

Oh god! Laura thought, immediately realizing that she was in deep trouble.

"You bitch! You cunt!" Rhonda half-screamed, slamming the door of Laura's office behind her. "I trusted you!"

Now tears began to pour down the cheeks of her enraged face. Suddenly Laura realized that Rhonda's eyes were puffy and red, and that she had already been crying, even before this.

Laura tried to calm her by being calm herself. "Rhonda, I realize how you may feel-"

"How I feel!" Rhonda screamed. "I trusted you. You couldn't wait to get her alone!" She slammed the video tape down on Laura's desk. "You dyke! You fucked her! I trusted you!"

"Rhonda, calm down."

Laura glanced down at the tape. She understood Rhonda's anger and jealousy, but she had never seen the tape, which she knew was pretty hot. Against all reason, she was hoping Rhonda hadn't ruined it, that she might be able to see it, at least some time in the future. But that was crazy.

"I'm going to ruin you, you dishonest slut, you goddamned treacherous little cunt! I'll bet you're screwing that little cutie April who works for you. Aren't you? I can find out, you know. Boy, then heads will roll, honey! Your head!"

"Rhonda... please."

Rhonda, her anger expended, broke down in choked sobs. Laura hated her, but she didn't like to see her hurt so badly. On top of everything, she felt partly responsible. She reached out and touched her hand. Rhonda jerked it back.

"Don't you touch me, you shit! How could you do that? And make a video of it too! I know you're perverted, but that's sick!"

"Let's not hit below the belt," Laura said calmly. "It was her idea. Her husband used to do it and she liked it. In fact, she planned to do it with you."

"She did do it with me," Rhonda confessed. "I just didn't know she did it with you too."

She looked desolate.

"Face it," Laura said with controlled spite. "She's a tramp. Delicious... but a tramp."

"She is not a tramp!" Rhonda rose protectively to the bait. "You seduced her!"

Laura smirked, forbearing to answer. That girl climbed into my pants in Chicago, her eyes said to Rhonda. She couldn't wait to fuck with me.

All of which was true, and yet Rhonda had wilted into tragedy now. Her anger at Laura, genuine enough, couldn't compete with her feeling of loss. She began to cry very movingly, quietly, big tears sliding down her cheeks, choked sobs in her chest. Laura put an arm around her. She didn't know what to say.

"She loves you, Rhonda," she murmured. "She told me."

"Oh? While you were making her come five or six times? Licking that sweet, sweet pussy? All of it on tape?"

She pointed to the video tape on Laura's desk.

"That didn't mean anything," Laura said, blushing. "It was... just a moment's weakness. We were together... alone. She's very beautiful."

"I know," Rhonda piped tragically. She glowered again at Laura. "I'll bet you are fucking April, aren't you? And you know it's against company policy."

"How about you fucking Sholandra? Or Yvette? I think you even got her a promotion."

Rhonda's wet eyes narrowed into slits. "Don't play hardball with me, Laura. I'll win."

She turned and left Laura's office, leaving the video tape behind.

With Rhonda gone in a dramatic exit, Laura made a beeline for April and drug her into the office, shutting the door behind them.

"Come home with me," she said. "After work."

"I can't."

"You have to. I want you." Laura had a sudden deep fear that she would soon be deprived of April.

Now April's dark eyes twinkled. She had the upper hand. "You want something I got," she smiled.

Laura smiled nervously back. "Yes. And I'm willing to do almost anything."

"Like give me a raise?"

"April! You'd sell your body to me for a raise?"

"It's only my pussy you want. Not my whole body."

"On the contrary." Laura had been staring at the girl's ass for so many weeks now that she couldn't wait to stroke and kiss and rub and squeeze and bite the high, round moons. "I love all of you."

"You don't love me," April said sassily. "You just love my body. I see those other girls come around here. That tall one with the long hair. Yvette Farmer. And that Randi, the gorgeous face. And I even saw that frosty one from Decision Analysis that you been flirting with so hot lately, when she's here. That Reed lady."

"Deshona Reed?" Laura asked, incredulous.

"I seen the way she looks at you, when you ain't looking."

Laura swallowed. "How... does she look at me?"

April smirked. "Oh, like she's interested, that's all."

Now Laura blushed. She wanted to think this over but didn't have time. "Come home with me. I'm crazy about you, April."

"I got a date," April smiled coyly.

"Is your boyfriend going to 'slam' you again?"

"You know, I'll tell you one thing," April said, lowering her voice, suddenly conspiratorial. "Sex with you is better than I ever thought it would ever be. I mean, sometimes when I lay there alone in bed at night, I just think, 'You know, when Laura fucks you, it's like nothing else in life. You just explode like a bomb, or like one of those Fourth of July rockets, you know?' That's what I think."

Laura warmed to her. She wanted to make it come true again, right there. She smiled and pushed April back against the closed door, sliding her hand up to April's breasts, squeezing them through April's sweater and bra.

"I want to lick and suck these huge nipples," she breathed into April's lovely dark ear.

April smiled dreamily, her eyes swirling briefly. "You like them, don't you."

"Let's go now."

"It's only three."

"No one will know. I'm the boss."

April shrugged and smiled docilely. "You sure are. You gonna slam me yourself, right?"

"Go get your coat. I am going to fly you to the moon."

It took them only fifteen minutes to get to Laura's apartment, Laura driving like a maniac, a very horny one. It was almost as if she were going to sleep with April for the first time. April enjoyed the breathless sense of urgency.

"I don't want to go to the moon," she teased Laura as Laura tugged her toward the bedroom. "Want to go to heaven."

Laura gave her a searing kiss, then pushed her down on the bed, hurriedly sliding April's sweater up, then over her head. Her fingers scrabbled at the girl's bra clasp. It came loose, and the bra slid away.

"I'm going to take you to ninth heaven," Laura panted, scooping up April's small, hard breasts and feeding one huge, coal-black nipple into her mouth.

She sucked it hungrily, then the other one, pinching the wet, erect first one at the same time, until April was moaning softly and twisting. She loved having Laura suck her nipples hard. It made her wet and very willing.

Now she demonstrated her willingness by undressing Laura part of the way while Laura continued to suck her nipples. Now April began to respond more aggressively, rolling Laura onto her back, tearing at Laura's bra.

"Don't rip it now," Laura giggled. "I had to pay a lot for it."

"I'll buy you another one. I want these."

Laura looked down at April's black fingers clutching her creamy breasts, squeezing and kneading them, lightly pinching Laura's swollen coral nipples. April bent her head to them and sucked Laura's nipples just as heatedly as Laura had been sucking hers. Laura nearly died of bliss.

She ran her hands over April's naked back as April sucked her, tugging down April's zipper, loosening her skirt, dipping her hands under April's panties to clutch the firm moons of her ass. This lovely large ass she had been staring at lustfully for it seemed weeks.

Everybody called it a 'big' ass. Randi. Karen. April's boyfriend. And it was not a miraculously beautiful ass like some of Laura's girlfriends had. Not like Chanitra's, or Jane's, or even Yvette's or Kendra's or Randi's, to name other thrilling bottoms. But Laura didn't think of it as big. It only looked bigger since April was short. On a taller girl, it would be a swelling, curvy, high, hard, out-jutting masterpiece.

And now she had her hands all over it, yelping and mewling softly as April's wet, insistent mouth on her sensitive nipples began to grow even more rapacious.

"I want your ass," she panted so April. "I dream of your ass, I watch you wave your ass at me all day long. I want your ass. I want to kiss it and stroke and-"

"And fuck it?" April interjected sassily.

Without answering, Laura rolled April onto her back now, and they both hastily shed the rest of their clothes. Neither could resist the delicious moment when they embraced now that they were completely naked, and so they shared a long, lingering kiss, coiling together and caressing one another excitedly. But again Laura's hands came to rest on April's ass, and she coaxed April onto her stomach, slipping downward.

"You ain't fucking my ass," April warned. "You as bad as my boyfriend, wanting to fuck my ass. Only he worse 'cause he want to shoot his jizz in my face too."

"I thought you said he said you have a big ass," Laura said, beginning to kiss the marvelous round moons and caress them with her fingers.

"He did. He likes my big ass."

"Mmmm, so do I."

"Ohhh... that's feels good," April moaned. "Real good."

"It's going to feel even better," Laura murmured, turning up the heat.

Laura pulled open April's asscrack with her fingers and ran her tongue from the top all the way down, stopping momentarily to tickle the tightly-closed rosebud, then continuing until her tongue stopped in the soupy magenta honey pot of April's open pussy. Then she even flicked April's small, exposed clit with the tip of her tongue.

April's body clenched. "Ahhnggg!" she gasped, her thigh muscles tensing, and her asscheeks flexing, exciting Laura even more.

"Oh god, your ass is so beautiful," she sighed, massaging the firm round moons more passionately.

"Oh Laura!" April whimpered.

"Yes, honey, yes? Want me to lick you there?"

"Oh god, it feels so good! You can lick me anywhere!"

Laura took this as an invitation to proceed. April was already trembling and moaning, so excited she could barely keep from twisting and whooping as Laura's thumbs pried open the tight ring of her rectum. She squealed happily as Laura's tongue wriggled inside.

 
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