Chapter 129

Laura didn't know whether she was happy or not that things had, temporarily at least, been patched up with Sholandra. They had had spectacular sex, which left them both exhausted and fulfilled, though sore. But Sholandra was not likely to make any fewer demands going into the future. And Laura was left with scratch wounds that made it impossible for her to see Trina for a week at least.

She had no idea what excuses she would make. Trina would be very suspicious, since she worried about Laura sleeping with other women in the first place. Instead of dealing with it, Laura put it off, tried to forget about it.

She was worried about her future relationship with Sholandra, who suddenly seemed sexually insatiable. Not only had she nearly devoured Laura, she had got up from Laura's bed saying that she was supposed to spend the night with Rhonda. In addition, Laura knew she had gone back to seeing at least one man, someone she had known in her life before Laura. And now Rhonda. She was just fucking everybody, and for a while it was hard for Laura to admit that she herself was fucking everybody too.

In the past three weeks she had been to bed, she counted, with Alison, Kim, Cecilia and Bernice, Yvette, Trina, Randi, and Sholandra. Eight. She could remember each encounter in astonishing detail, becoming aroused again by each detail, and the memory of each wonderful partner. But she couldn't exactly criticize Sholandra for sleeping around.

She was mulling over these things as she arrived home one evening after work, having stopped at the Safeway to pick up some things. She was carrying a bag full of groceries and checking her mailbox, when Cecilia's friend Bernice got out of her car, parked in front of Laura's apartment house, and approached her.

"Hi," she smiled. "Can I hold your groceries?"

"Bernice!" Laura smiled. "What are you doing here?"

"Give me those before you drop them."

Laura gave her a playful frown. "Only if you come upstairs and have a pork chop with me, so I won't have to eat alone."

Only after she said it did she realized that it sounded like a transparent sexual invitation. On the other hand, she thought, that's probably what it is. This woman has a wild body. I certainly didn't get enough of her last time.

Bernice's eyes glowed and smoked. Laura suddenly realized that she had the same thing on her mind. "I would be honored," she said. "But only if you let me cook the chops. I'm a pretty good cook, you know."

"I'll bet you are."

Laura finished getting her mail, and she and Bernice went upstairs. It was nice to be alone with her without Cecilia being there to control their relationship. Bernice was sweet and direct, and Laura discovered that her sexual desire for the girl was so intense that she might never have gone to bed with her already.

She made the salad, and Bernice cooked. They had two glasses of wine and ate. Afterward, they did the dishes together.

Drying off her hands, Bernice turned to Laura in the kitchen. "Nice as this is," she said, "I didn't come over here to cook and wash dishes." She grinned saucily at Laura.

"And what did you come over here for?" Laura acted naive.

Without answering, Bernice walked past Laura into the living room. Laura followed her. Bernice turned. Slowly, she began to unbutton her blouse.

Laura felt her blood accelerate, and a tiny, familiar pulsing deep in her pussy began. She watched, fascinated, as Bernice slowly removed her blouse. Her white, lacy bra against her very black skin was enchanting to Laura. Her huge, hard breasts swelled over the bra cups. The cleavage between them was deep.

"Do you want me to go on?" Bernice teased, tossing her blouse on the sofa.

"Please. Please go on," Laura said, staring shamelessly.

"Maybe you'd like to take this off yourself," Bernice half-whispered, pointing to her bra.

"I love watching you take it off," Laura swallowed. "God, you are beautiful."

"Oh... not beautiful," Bernice laughed softly. "But I have big boobs. Really big boobs."

Laura almost held her breath as Bernice reached both hands behind her back. Her breasts strained forward into the bra cups, swelling even more. She unclasped the bra and it went limp. With one hand she skimmed the straps off her shoulders, and it fell away, revealing her large naked breasts in all their glory.

Laura couldn't take her eyes off them. She had forgotten how hard and elongated, gourdlike, they were; she had forgotten how huge Bernice's jet-black nipples were. How could I forget? she wondered.

Without speaking, she took Bernice's hand and led her down the short hallway to the bedroom. Bernice followed obediently. Laura shut the door, as always, then turned, staring deep into Bernice's dark eyes as she removed her own blouse. Bernice's eyes dropped to Laura's bra as she removed it too.

Now they were both naked from the waist up. Laura moved forward until her nipples brushed Bernice's huge ones, remembering how excited she and Sholandra had got doing the same thing only yesterday. She and Bernice both looked down at their nipples touching. Laura's arms went around Bernice's shoulders, and Bernice's hands moved up Laura's back as their mouths came together.

They kissed tentatively at first, then more aggressively, their mouths curving together, their tongues intermingling.

"Is this why you wanted to come here?" Laura whispered, in the middle of more kissing.

"Yes." Bernice's dark eyes were glazed and throbbing. "Cecilia and I been knowing each other a long time. Since high school. But I thought... maybe it would be nice for you and me--"

"To be alone together?"

"Yes."

"I think you were right."

Laura brought her hands around Bernice's naked upper body to her large breasts, cupping them, squeezing them gently. They were phenomenally firm.

"The guys must go wild when they see these," she said.

"They all want to fuck 'em," Bernice giggled. "You know? Like put their dick in between them and rub it with my boobs until it spurts?"

"Do you let them?"

"I've let a few. It's kind of exciting. They get so carried away, you know? And I kind of like the feel of it when their cum shoots all over my boobs. I don't like to get it in my face, though."

"I know what I'd like to do," Laura murmured.

She lowered her mouth to one of the gourd-shaped globes, cradling it in her palm, and ran her tongue sensually all over Bernice's huge areola and nipple. Bernice trembled. Laura opened her mouth and sucked as much of Bernice's nipple into it as she could fit. She could feel the huge bud thicken as she sucked and tongued it. Bernice moaned softly.

"Ohhhnnn... oh Laura!" she sighed.

Laura sucked harder, trying to get the whole huge nipple into her mouth. She could feel Bernice sag a little.

"God... Laura," she gasped. "I've got to sit down... or lay down."

"Your nipples are sensitive, aren't they," Laura whispered as she pulled Bernice gently over to the bed.

They lay down side by side, helping each other off with their skirts and panties, until they were both completely naked.

"It feels so good to be alone with you," Laura murmured, kissing Bernice's neck, her shoulders, the upper slopes of her large breasts. "Three is good, but it's good like this too. I want to enjoy all of you."

"I want you to suck my nipples real hard," Bernice said softly, her eyes full of murky sex. "I never felt anybody do it like you. Not even Cecilia. I thought I was going to come, when you did it over at her house. Sort of feel that way now, too."

"Like you could come? If I suck you hard?"

Bernice nodded.

Laura's dreams had come true. She wanted nothing more than to utterly devour these huge, gorgeous breasts. "I think I can make you come," she whispered to Bernice. "I think you're right. I'd love to try."

"Oh god," Bernice sighed. "Think I'm almost ready to come right now, I'm so excited."