Chapter 125

Exhausted from fucking with Cecilia and Bernice, Laura was shocked and stricken with guilt to find a message on her answering machine from Trina when she got home.

"Hi, you home yet, said you'd be home today, just call me, okay?"

Oh god, Laura thought. She felt a real pang in her heart. Here this delicious woman who loved her had been patiently waiting for her return, while Laura had been, it almost seemed, out fucking every beautiful woman in sight for the past ten days. Barbara, Rhonda, Alison Sax, Kim, and now Cecilia and Bernice. She had been to bed with six different women, twice with two at the same time, all the while professing in her heart her deep, passionate love for Trina. What a shit you are! she told herself.

Even though it was past eleven, she picked up the phone immediately. "Trina, Trina, I love you, I've missed you so much, I'm sorry I didn't call right away--"

"Whoa there, slow down, hon'," Trina laughed.

Her voice filled Laura with warmth and happiness. Oh god, I do love her, she realized. All the other is just fucking. I love her.

"I'm dying to see you," she said.

"I feel pretty hungry to see you too," Trina said.

"Hungry?"

"You know it."

"I can't come over, I'm exhausted. I have to go back to work tomorrow."

"How about dinner?"

"You know what I want to eat," Laura said, boldly.

"Hon', you making me hot. Cut it out."

"I can be there right after work."

"I got a little surprise for you," Trina said.

"What?"

"It's vacation, you know. Shawna is down in L.A., with her grandparents. We can, well... you know."

"Mmmmm, now you're making me hot," Laura said.

"Try and control yourself until tomorrow night."

"I will."

But of course at work there were others to deal with, specifically Yvette and Sholandra. Yvette stopped her in the hallway, steaming, wildly beautiful and fetching in her anger.

"You never want me any more," she complained. "You must have someone else. And that damn Rhonda is always flirting around with that little ho Sholandra Mason. What did I do to deserve you two cunning white dyke bitches?"

"Hey, hold on, there," Laura smiled, overwhelmed. "I was out of town. You know that."

"I need you, Laura."

Laura wanted to touch her cheek. In fact, she wanted to do much more to Yvette. It had been a while since they had been together.

"I need you too," Laura whispered. "I think we might hurt each other."

"I'd never hurt you," Yvette insisted. Then she caught the glint in Laura's eyes. "Oh... you mean that way," she smiled. "I think you're right."

"When can you get away?"

Yvette looked glum. "Not until Arthur goes out of town or something. Maybe two weeks."

"I'm kissing you with my eyes," Laura whispered. "I'll be waiting."

"You won't be waiting, you bitch. You'll be fucking whatever other little tramp you're hanging out with these days. It isn't that tacky little Sholandra, is it? It's bad enough that Rhonda acts like a schoolgirl around her."

Laura shook her head slowly, confident that her hand-off of Sholandra to Rhonda was succeeding, from the way Yvette was going on.

"Just call me when he leaves," she said, her eyes smoldering.

"I can't wait," Yvette said plaintively.

"Do you want him to kill us?"

"No. Come in the restroom with me and kiss me."

"Too dangerous."

"Rhonda's going out of town tomorrow. We could use her office."

"God, honey, you're the devil."

"Meet me there at noon tomorrow?"

"Okay."

Laura's pussy was very wet as she and Yvette parted. She always does that to me, she thought. I can't resist her.

Mercifully, though, Sholandra was nowhere to be seen, and Rhonda was tied up in meetings. Laura made her reports, and tried not to think about her coming evening with Trina. Each time she did, a hot arrow of excitement pierced her entire body. God, talk about hurting each other, she thought. Trina and I better be careful. Even Shawna won't be there to keep us in check.

After work she bought flowers on her way to Trina's apartment. Her hand shook as she rang the bell. When have you been as excited about going to bed with someone? she asked herself. She wished she had checked her body for scratches this morning. Not from Cecilia or Bernice, who weren't rough, but from Kim, who was a terror. But Laura felt fairly confident there were no marks on her.

Trina answered the door wearing the same short cutoffs she had worn the first night Laura had come over, and a white man's shirt with the top three buttons undone so that the cleavage between her spectacular breasts was visible, shadowy, inviting.

"God, you're stunning," Laura said, handing her the flowers. "I forgot how beautiful you actually are."

Trina smiled and looked down. "You making me blush again. Always spreading the shit around, aren't you. But you look great too, hon'. Gosh, I missed you a lot."

Laura looked around, as if to be sure no one else was there.

"We're alone," Trina said softly, closing--and locking--the door. "Did you bring those for me?"

Laura handed her the flowers. "I don't want you to think my intentions are wholly physical," she said, winking.

"They better be," Trina said, growing flirtatious. "I'm horny enough to pop."

Laura moved closer and began to kiss and stroke her phenomenally smooth black cheek. But Trina stepped back.

"Let me put these in some water first. Then... we can say hello."

Laura followed her into the kitchen, where Trina put the flowers into a vase. She kissed the back of Trina's neck while Trina was arranging them. She slipped her hands under the hanging tails of the shirt and brought them up to Trina's firm round naked breasts, cupping them. She felt a catch in her throat as she squeezed them gently. God, how could I ever want anyone but this exquisite girl? she wondered.

"You're gonna make me drop this vase," Trina warned.

Laura turned her around. "Leave it there. Kiss me. Kiss me hard."

Their kiss began sensually and quickly turned very hot. They devoured one another, mewling softly and panting as they kissed. Laura had not removed her hands from under Trina's shirt, and she lightly pinched Trina's large bulbous nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, making Trina gasp softly.

"Hon', you're gonna make me come right here," Trina panted.

"Mmmm, bedroom time," Laura murmured, taking her hand, leading her out of the kitchen.

In Trina's bedroom they were all over each other. Laura unbuttoned Trina's shirt and removed it. Both of them undressed Laura slowly, careful not to tear her expensive work clothes, but Trina caressed Laura as she pulled away her blouse, and unfastened her bra.

"I want these," she whispered, filling her hands with Laura's naked breasts.

"I want to kiss every inch of you," Laura replied, pulling Trina's cutoffs and panties down her spectacular long legs.

She was now down to her panties too, and Trina pulled them off lovingly, kissing Laura's smooth, creamy midriff, snaking her tongue into Laura's navel. They lay on the bed, both totally naked now. They kissed very soulfully, letting their nipples brush, their legs intertwine.

Laura kissed Trina's long smooth neck, her ear, her hair, luxuriating in the smell of it.

"I want to do more than fuck you," she whispered. "I want to inhale you. I want every inch of you."

"Want you too," Trina whispered back.

"Oh Trina."

Laura's lips found her throat, her perfect clavicles, her gleaming shoulders. Her mouth dipped lower. She held one of Trina's large, perfect breasts in both hands and kissed it everywhere, saving the puffy, bulbous nipple for last, then licking it and sucking it, sucking it harder, remembering how Trina wanted to be sucked hard.

"Oh! Unhhh!" Trina gasped excitedly. "Laura... yes!"

Laura let the large, wet, shiny black nipple slip out of her mouth, then licked it and kissed it and sucked it back inside, pressing the bulb hard against the roof of her mouth with her tongue. Trina writhed under her, cawing and quivering.

"Oh... oh god!"

"I love sucking your big beautiful nipples," Laura murmured to her, moving to Trina's other breast. "I want to swallow them."

"Oh shit... hon'... I'm gonna come!" Trina suddenly gasped, as if shocked by the realization.

They both realized quickly that it was true. Laura had not even touched Trina's pussy, but she was trembling on the edge of a quick orgasm. This excited Laura wildly.

"Oh yes, honey, yes, go for it, do it," she murmured, squeezing and sucking Trina's beautiful firm boob and sliding her hand down the girl's silky, heaving belly to her crotch, which was warm and soupy with juice.

Trina's pelvis was quivering spasmodically, uncontrollably, her thighs clenching, her groin pumping. But when she felt Laura's hand on her smooth belly, she gasped.

"Don't touch it! Don't touch it! Ohhhnnn... god, I... I want to come just... unhhh!... like this! Yes! Ohhhh yes!"

Laura quickly brought her hand back up to Trina's breasts, squeezing them both and sucking Trina's nipples passionately. And Trina came in two seconds, groaning loudly and twisting frantically, her pelvis pumping, her whole body shaking.

"Auungghhh! Ungghmmaauugghnnn!" she groaned, her lovely face torn in ecstacy.

"Oh god baby yes," Laura panted, pinching Trina's wet nipples, sucking them again.

"Unhhh! Oh! Oh... god!" Trina cried out, still quivering as several aftershocks of her climax shook her.

But now Laura couldn't hold back. She quickly slid down the length of Trina's still-undulating body and pressed her lips to the girl's inflamed, runny slit, sliding her tongue deep into Trina's pussy and rubbing Trina's clit with the tip of her forefinger. She was wildly hungry for Trina, tongue-fucking her beautiful pussy in a hot frenzy, and rubbing her clit sharply, until Trina erupted in just a few more seconds in another sharp, wrenching orgasm.

"Ohh! Jesus! Ungghhhh!" she groaned. "Auunngghghhh! Oh... oh Laura... auunngghhh! Oh shit!"

She grabbed her own breasts and squeezed and twisted them hard as her body shuddered in the grip of a fierce climax caused by Laura. This one lasted longer than the first, and by the time it began to fade, Trina was a wreck, gasping and bleary-eyed, stunned by so much intense pleasure. She blinked at Laura, smiling wryly.

"Girl, they gonna have to name a hurricane after you," she said, still hoarse from moaning.

"Hurricane Laura. I like the sound of that."

She swarmed over Trina's slack body, eager to fuck her again, quickly, unable to get enough of her beautiful, sleek, voluptuous body.

"I love to hear you moan, and cry out, and beg me, 'Laura... oh Laura'," Laura murmured, scooping up one of Trina's incredible breasts again in her hand, lighting pinching the bulging soft nipple.

But Trina knew it was her turn now. She pushed Laura onto her back and filled her own hands with Laura's breasts.

"You the one who's gonna be moaning next," she whispered. "I've been waiting days for this. I've been thinking about it."

Dizzy with love, Laura had no choice but to lie back and surrender her body to Trina.

"You can do anything you want to me," she said. "Shawna's not here. Make me scream."

Trina giggled. "Still got to worry about the neighbors, silly."

"I'm not kidding," Laura panted softly as Trina began to kiss and suck her breasts, curling her wet pink tongue around Laura's nipples while Laura watched. "Fuck me hard... drive me crazy."

But Trina was very slow and deliberate, kissing and fondling Laura until Laura was extremely aroused. Finally she was face to face with Laura, her dark brown eyes wide and deep, as her hand found Laura's wet pussy and began to stroke it.

"I've thought about this, hon'" she whispered, staring deep into Laura's eyes. "I want to look in your eyes while I do you... to see if you were faithful to me while you were gone."