Chapter 137

The emotional aftermath of her evening with Shavon was very troubling for Laura. How can you be in love with at least three different women at the same time? she wondered. Trina, Jonelle, and Shavon? And if you are, then what are your feelings for Karen, for Yvette, for Randi? Not to mention Sholandra, or Cecilia?

Of course, her deep feelings for Jonelle were only allowed to surface periodically, whenever they saw one another, rarely more than once a year. But she slept with Trina at least once a week, and they devoured each other hungrily. And her evening with Shavon had left her glowing in a warm heavenly halo of love. She couldn't think of living without either of them. The thought of Shavon's husband fucking her kept Laura awake, and made her stomach churn in hot jealousy.

But with Trina, everything seemed idyllic. Even more than idyllic, for Trina had turned into an absolute demon in bed. Nowadays she fucked Laura with wild abandon, more aggressively and ardently than ever before. Their nights together began to be exhausting, both physically and emotionally. Laura didn't know what had come over her, but she relished every second since she had long feared arousing Trina's suspicion that she, Laura, was an oversexed lesbian with insatiable needs.

When Trina fucked her exhaustingly, she felt justified in returning the favor, and for weeks now by midnight neither could lift an arm. But, three days after her evening with Shavon, while Trina was heatedly devouring Laura's pussy before Laura was even completely undressed, Laura suddenly remembered how she herself would sometimes turn on extra passion when she felt guilty about being with another lover, sometimes only hours beforehand.

It was almost, but not quite, enough to spoil her orgasm. She returned Trina's passion just as heatedly, pushing her earlier thoughts out of her mind, and again by midnight they could both barely move.

"We've got to cut this out, hon'," Trina told her. "I'm getting too old to ball this much. I ache when I get up in the morning."

"But a good ache," Laura smiled.

Trina, however, was solemn. "I... got something I should tell you," she said, looking away evasively.

Laura could feel the chill almost immediately. Oh god, here it comes! "What is it?" she asked softly, preparing for the worst.

"I... met this... guy, you know," Trina said, haltingly.

Laura shut her eyes. Oh god. She let him sleep with her. He's in love with her. Who wouldn't be in love with her?

Trina smiled obscurely. "Wants me to marry him, hon'. Wants me to have a baby, too."

Laura couldn't keep herself from visibly stiffening. She felt like stone. She almost did not feel Trina's finger tenderly caressing her cheek. And, worst of all, she realized that tears were sliding down her cheeks. Such a faker! she swore to herself. How many women have you fucked behind her back? And you have the nerve to cry because some guy fell in love with her while you were busy licking some other sweet black pussy.

"Don't cry, hon'."

"I'm not," Laura sniffed. "I love you, I want you to be happy. I want Shawna to be happy."

"I love you too, hon'. I really do. But you know I'm not really... well, this way. It's only you. I never wanted to sleep with no other women. It's just you and me... we clicked, you know? Even he doesn't make me feel like you do."

Of course both of them were still both completely naked while Trina was talking, and for Laura it was as if she were seeing Trina's spectacular naked body for the first time. It was also as if Rina were in the room with them, also in Trina's body, looking out at her with the same pain and guilt and confessing that there was another, a man, that their relationship would never be the same from now on.

Trina embraced her. "I can't turn my back on this guy," she said softly, even as her thick, gleaming, bulbous nipples brushed Laura's and filled Laura's body with sexual electricity, even though they had already fucked five or six times. "This man wants a normal family life. With me. With my daughter. What would you do?"

Laura laughed softly through her tears. "Tell him to take a hike?"

"Can't do it, hon'."

Her full, sensual mouth was only inches from Laura's. Both were throbbing with emotional pain and renewed sexual desire. Laura's pain was intense, a mixture of loss, the loss of this wonderful woman and her infinitely desirable body, and hot, corrosive jealousy at the thought of this new man, this interloper, who was now fucking her in Laura's absence, feasting on Trina's ripe, superlative breasts, ramming his hard long cock into her sweet, gorgeous pussy.

"I can't live without you, Trina," Laura whispered.

"Maybe you don't have to," Trina whispered back, now crying softly herself. "Maybe I can see you... now and then."

"Wouldn't you feel like you were betraying him? Having a hot, secret lesbian fuck with me on the side?"

Trina grinned through her own tears. "You make it sound so exciting."

They kissed, mingling tongues, a sweet, tender kiss that grew hotter by the second. They began fucking with a kind of desperate urgency that was entirely new to them but which gave their caresses a sharp piquancy. And now it was Laura's turn to be aggressive. She was filled with an aching sense of loss as well as a heedless passion for this marvelous girl, and she was all over Trina's naked body like a hot whirlwind.

Even though they had fucked hard and long together, they had never really got rough, and now Laura's sexual hunger was a little too much for Trina.

"Owwncchh... oh! Oh hon'... gosh, not so hard, that hurts!" she cried out as Laura squeezed one large, firm breast and tried to swallow Trina's big, swollen black nipple.

"Oh, I'm sorry," she panted, crazed with lust. "Did I do it too hard?"

"Do it again," Trina panted back. "Go ahead. Jeez, it felt good. Oh! Ohnnnggg... god, Laura, oh god oh yes! Ungghh!"

"Ohhnnnn I love you, Trina, how can you leave me for a man, I love you, I love to fuck you, he could never make you feel like this," Laura panted as she manipulated Trina's extraordinary body, bringing her in only a few minutes to a violent seizure of coming.

It was unlikely that Trina had ever come this hard, even in Laura's hands. She lost her breath and pushed her face into a pillow as it suddenly came back in sharp, uncontrollable whinnying as the fierce spasms of sexual pleasure wrenched her luscious body. Laura had not given up, either. Her mouth was fastened to Trina's streaming pussy, her hands clutching the girl's smooth, perfectly round asscheeks, and she quickly brought Trina to another violent orgasm.