Chapter 118

The worst of all possible things happened to Laura. The same night after her afternoon with Karen, as she was nursing her bruises and ravished pussy and burning nipples, Trina phoned her.

"Hi, Laura," Trina said brightly, a tone of voice Laura hadn't heard from her in weeks. "It's me. Trina. I been missing you. Had to talk to you, hope you don't mind."

Oh god! Laura thought, feeling her heart flutter. What's happening here?

"Of course I don't mind," she said. "How could I mind?"

"Well... we had that little whatyoumacallit you know little disagreement and all."

"You said you didn't want to see me again," Laura said softly.

"I know." Trina seemed to be swallowing something. "I... really miss seeing you, Laura."

"Oh Trina," Laura said, unable to help herself.

Tears came to her eyes. Trina, I've been fucking like a crazy woman, trying to forget you. You think those scratches were bad? I've got bruises and welts and hickies all over my body now.

"Can I see you?" Trina asked. "You know Shawna, she be asking about you all the time too. 'Ain't we ever gonna see Auntie Laura again?' Think she misses you too."

"Oh Trina. What about... you know, the things that bothered you. You know..."

Trina was slow responding. "I... can't stop thinking about you, Laura. No matter what."

"I can't stop thinking of you either."

"Why don't you come over tonight? Now."

"I can't." Laura had to think fast. "I have strep throat."

"Really?"

Trina sounded suspicious.

"Yes, really. I'm on penicillin and everything. I wouldn't want you both to catch it. Especially Shawna."

"Oh," Trina said, disappointed. "I can't help it, I got this itch for you, Laura."

Laura giggled. "I'm so glad. I've sure got one for you."

"How long you gonna be sick?"

Laura looked at the ugly purplish bruises on her breasts, where Karen's fingers had dug in. "About a week, I guess. But we could still talk every day. Like this. I'd like that."

"Talking is okay, I guess. Ain't enough, though."

"I know." All I can think of is your beautiful body and your sweet nature, Laura thought.

They did talk for about thirty more minutes, and Laura almost throbbed with joy, feeling her whole body and mind come alive with happiness as she realized that Trina, though she might not have forgiven her, could not stand life without her. Trina's conversation was very intimate.

"You know," she whispered into the phone, "last night I was laying up in my bed, and I came. I was thinking of you. And I said to myself, girl, you better call her and tell her to get over here. What's past is past."

"Were you touching yourself?" Laura whispered back, teasing her.

"Only a little."

"Must've been enough."

"It sure was. Gangbusters. I almost woke the neighbors."

"Trina, I wish I could hug you right now," Laura said, meaning it.

"I wish you could too. I'm... sorry about you know all that stuff I said."

Maybe you are, maybe you aren't, Laura thought. But you want me. I sure want you.

"What's past is past," Laura quoted her.

"Yeah. Look... I'll call you tomorrow night."

"Okay. Sweet dreams. Think of me again, and have another gangbusters."

The following night she had only hung up the phone with Trina when the downstairs bell rang. It was Sholandra. Oh god, Laura thought, looking down her shirt at her breasts, where the bruises were fading but still yellowish and ugly. She knew she also had a couple of red welts on her thighs.

"You haven't even been home for about two weeks," Sholandra shouted into the intercom. "Do you still even want to see me!"

"Yes... yes," Laura said, buzzing the door open.

Sholandra was in a real snit, and she also looked stunning in a tailored, pinstriped charcoal business suit with a very short skirt. She wore heels, which accentuated the beauty of her smashing legs. Laura was shocked by the girl's beauty. God, at least I know why I fell for you, she thought, feeling her whole body come alive with sexual desire as she looked into Sholandra's flashing dark eyes.

"You certainly look like shit," Sholandra said.

"Thanks for being so understanding. I haven't been feeling well."

"Mmmm, nothing I could catch, is it?" Sholandra suddenly warmed, coming over to Laura and embracing her.

She kissed Laura aggressively, something she rarely did, having been initially seduced by Laura, and liking to be seduced all over again each time. But not this time. Her tongue slithered into Laura's mouth.

"I'm dying to have you fuck me," she breathed.

Laura's lips went up and down Sholandra's smooth, dark neck, then to her throat. She began unbuttoning the suit jacket.

"Since when have you begun to dress like an executive?" she asked. "Like... Rhonda."

"You like it," Sholandra scoffed.

"I like to take it off," Laura replied, removing the jacket and tossing it onto the sofa.

"Why have you been avoiding me?" Sholandra asked, suddenly coy.

Laura had already unbuttoned the first three buttons of Sholandra's mauve silk blouse. She ran one long finger down into the girl's cleavage, sliding it from side to side and feeling Sholandra's delectable breasts inside her bra.

"I told you, I wasn't feeling well," Laura persisted.

"Liar."

Laura removed the rest of Sholandra's blouse. Now her upper body was naked except for her champagne lace bra. Laura caressed her beautiful gleaming black shoulders.

"Don't you want me?" she whispered.

"More than anything," Sholandra whispered back. "I want to feel my wet wet pussy sliding slippery against yours until we both come."

Laura undid the buttons on her own shirt, and Sholandra help her take it off. They kissed again, in their bras, and Laura took Sholandra's hand, leading her to the bedroom.

"Who've you been fucking since you haven't been seeing me?" Sholandra asked, again in her most disarming, coy manner.

Laura drew her into the bedroom and shut the door. Now she kissed her aggressively, removing Sholandra's bra while she kissed her.

"Too many questions, don't you think?" she murmured into Sholandra's lips as she filled her hands with the girl's small, delicious naked breasts.

Sholandra looked deep into Laura's eyes, her own eyes filled with love, swirling with passion, hungry for answers. "No, I don't think so," she whispered. "I care for you."

But Laura's mouth was on her naked shoulder now, her beautifully-sculptured clavicle, her smooth upper chest. She cradled one of Sholandra's exquisite small breasts in her palm and raised it slightly to her lips, sucking the very large, soft, black nipple all the way into her mouth.

"Ohhhh!" Sholandra gasped, involuntarily.

Both to forestall any more questions and from her own sharp desire for the girl, Laura unloaded all her passion on Sholandra, sucking her nipples hungrily, pushing her back onto the bed. She hurriedly removed Sholandra's short skirt, running her hands excitedly all over the girl's shapely legs, then up into her crotch, feeling the wetness in her panties.

"You're wet, honey," Laura murmured to her, sucking one of her big wet shiny nipples passionately, making Sholandra writhe and whimper.

"I'm always wet for you, Laura," Sholandra panted.

She squirmed excitedly as Laura pulled her panties off, then quickly shed her own bra and wriggled out of her jeans and panties. Their warm smooth naked bodies coiled together, exciting both of them wildly. They kissed hungrily.

"God, I love you, Laura, I need to have you fuck me, I miss you so much, god, oh yes... ohhnnn! Unhhh! Oh yes!"

Laura slid down her undulating body, kissing her smooth midriff, her flat belly, then parting Sholandra's wet labia with her fingers and sliding her tongue deep into the girl's drenched pussy. Sholandra moaned and gyrated her hips, pushing her pussy up into Laura's mouth, twisting her nipples with her fingers, panting crazily.

"Oh god... oh god yes! Oh Laura... yes yes! Unh! Unh!"

Laura's lips kissed her swollen clit.

"Oh god... now! Ungghhhh!" Sholandra cried out, coming extravagantly.

Her fingers fell away from her nipples, and her small breasts shook as her whole body convulsed in spasms of a sharp ecstacy. She arched and whimpered, finally whinnying in a long gasp of incredible bliss and sinking back to the mattress as Laura caressed her. It was in every way a complete, ravishing, and deep climax, and she came up from it smiling and stunned.

"I don't believe you," she half-whispered. "How do you always make me come so fast? My panties come off, and a few seconds later I'm coming. And in that jolting, fantastic way. God, Laura, you're a miracle."

She kissed Laura passionately, suddenly seeming overly effusive. Sholandra's hands cupped Laura's naked breasts, and she slowly lowered her mouth to them. Quickly, Laura realized what was about to happen but was powerless to stop it.