Chapter 138

Laura felt miserable and depressed about Trina. She grieved about it for days, and yet in the back of her mind she knew that her affair with Trina, though full of emotion and deep affection, and pleasurable, uncomplicated sex, was not as thrilling as her dangerous encounters with Karen, her recent night with Shavon, her cat-scratch bouts with the spitfire Sholandra, or even her torrid animals-in-heat couplings with Yvette.

Trina was wonderful, but she was too good, too gentle, too simple, too beautiful to cause the kind of reckless passion Laura experienced with the others. In fact, she was more like Jonelle in that respect, and Laura wondered if there were something to the fact that she had fallen head over heels deeply in love with both of them, while she couldn't give up fucking the other wild ones. All these reflections were made even more poignant by Randi, who showed up at Laura's cubicle one afternoon about an hour before quitting.

She was ravishing as usual in her long braids and exquisite face, her short skirt, showing off her truly incredible long shapely legs. Laura kept looking at them.

"Is there something you want, looking at my legs that way, girl?" Randi teased her.

"You know what I want," Laura murmured, veiling her eyes.

Randi looked both ways to see if they were observed. "You really make me hot when you say that," she said under her breath. She looked at her watch. "Let's leave early. No one will know."

Laura frowned. "I have to finish this report. It's due in the morning."

"Have it your way," Randi feigned indifference, lifting her head haughtily. "I might find someone else to play with. I'll call my boyfriend."

Laura felt the dagger. And then Allen Richards, a very handsome young black guy who was attracted to both Laura and Randi, dropped by to flirt with them. Randi especially turned on all her coquettish charm, poking him familiarly in the shoulder, turning artfully so that he could admire her long legs, making sly double entendres. By the time he drifted off, Laura was almost livid with jealousy.

She turned off her computer and stacked her papers together in a file folder.

"What's the matter with you?" Randi asked.

"I'll come in early and finish it."

"Where are you going?"

"I'm taking you home," Laura said softly, threateningly.

"You look mad," Randi said. "I don't know if I want to go with you. Why're you mad at me?"

"It's hard enough to compete with your boyfriend."

"Oh, you're mad because I was flirting with Allen. You're just a jealous little bitch, aren't you."

Laura nodded. "I can't help it."

Randi smiled broadly. She had a face so beautiful that Laura's heart palpitated when she smiled like this. "I love it when you're jealous," Randi whispered. "It's like you want to rape me."

Laura nodded again. "I do."

"God, I'm wet," Randi breathed. "Let's go."

"Can you remember how to get to my place?"

"Sometimes I drive by it just wanting to ring the bell."

"Really?"

"Yes. But I'm always afraid you'll be screwing somebody else. Like that pretty girl who interrupted us after that meeting. Remember?"

She was referring to Sholandra, who had stormed off in tears. "I remember," Laura said.

"Did you ever... you know, sleep with her after that?"

"Is that any of your business?" Laura asked sharply.

"You did, then. I thought so. She looks like trouble, though. But I'll bet she's a hot piece." They were now walking to the parking lot. "Hotter than me?"

Laura glared at her, letting all her sexual desire come out in her stare. "I'm going home with you, right? You're lucky I don't just grab you and push my hand up that little miniskirt of yours right now."

"Laura, even my boyfriend can't get me as hot as you do, just by looking."

"Don't get in an accident on the way," Laura smiled. "I have plans for you."

They had not been together for two weeks, since first Randi had been ill with the flu, and afterward she had spent a week in Las Vegas with her boyfriend. Laura had not deprived herself, having fucked sluttishly with Rhonda and Sholandra at the same time, then divinely with the divine Shavon, not to mention heart-wrenching but beautiful couplings with Trina. But Randi's physical beauty had its usual effect on her.

Inside Laura's apartment, Randi walked over to an easy chair, bending down to drop her purse and her jacket on it, knowing the effect this would have on Laura because of the flexing of her long, black legs, and the way her short skirt rose slightly. Laura was right behind her before she could move, pushing up the curtain of Randi's braids with one hand and kissing the smooth back of her neck, while her other hand slid up between Randi's thighs from behind, up to her damp panties. Laura's fingers slithered under the elastic and sank into Randi's pussy.

"Unnhh!" Randi gasped in shock and pleasure.

Her cunt was warm and soupy wet, and both of them went briefly weak in the knees as the sexual excitement shot through them. Laura's mouth found Randi's ear and she took the whole ear inside, tonguing it heatedly.

"I want to fuck you bad," she breathed.

"Oh my god, this is rape!" Randi half-whimpered and half-giggled.

"I'm going to tie you to the bed and have my way with you, you delicious creature," Laura teased, half-relishing the idea of actually doing it.

Randi's eyes flashed. "I hope you mean it," she said.

Laura didn't push it, not knowing how much Randi might be kidding. But she did drag Randi to the bedroom. They kissed in slow, deliberate passion, in no particular hurry since they knew the explosions that would soon occur. Then, still kissing, they began to remove each other's blouse.

Randi wore a red silk blouse, and a red bra under it. Laura kissed and caressed her beautiful smooth black shoulder, her throat, her neck, her perfect clavicles, her velvet upper chest.

"You have a thing about red, don't you," she murmured.

"You have a thing about black."

"I like white girls too," Laura said. "Even white guys."

"I mean your bra, silly," Randi said, kissing the hollow between Laura's breasts where her bra dipped scandalously low.

Laura felt embarrassed and defensive. She took Randi's head in both hands and pulled Randi's mouth up to hers again. They kissed more excitedly.

"Do you really want me to tie you to the bed?" she whispered mischievously, as if half-joking.

"If you want to." Randi was serious. "My boyfriend did it to me once. Actually, he just tied my hands, with an extension cord. It sure was exciting. I didn't take me very long to come that time."

Laura was indecisive. Did she really want their relationship to go down that path? And yet, Randi was willing, had done it before, in a minor way, but found it exciting.

"Do you have any toys?" she asked Laura. "Forgive me for asking, but I always think girls who... you know, go to bed with other girls have dildoes and vibrators and stuff. Just curious."

"Actually, I do have... something," Laura said, not trying to be mysterious but wondering what kind of toy to confess to, since she had so many.

Laura kissed the tops of Randi's breasts while unfastening her red bra and removing it. She cradled both lovely naked breasts in her hands and licked Randi's big, soft nipples. Then she playfully nipped them with her teeth.

"God... I love it when you do that!" Randi gasped, biting her lower lip. "Tie me up. Please. Do it, and bite me like that. Wow, I'm almost coming already. I never had such exciting sex as I have with you."

"Do you trust me to tie you up?"

"Yes."

"Can I tie these up too?"

"What do you mean?" Randi asked, looking down at Laura's tongue on her breasts.

"I'll show you."

Together they removed the rest of Randi's clothes. Randi wanted to take off Laura's too, but Laura convinced her that it would be more exciting if she kept her underwear on.

"To tantalize you," she said.

"I get it. You're probably right. You look smashingly sexy in your bra and panties. I just want to rip them off."

But her eyes widened when Laura pulled the long coil of white polyester rope out from under the bed.

"God... you've done this before!" she said.

"A few times," Laura lied.

Randi watched in fascination as Laura began to loop the white rope around her lovely, firm, dark breasts, about three coils for each globe.

"Now, we want it to be tight but not too tight," Laura explained. "We don't want to cut off the sensation, do we?"

"God, it's exciting!" Randi panted uncontrollably. "It's making me so wet and horny."

"Mmmm, the desired effect, eh?" Laura smiled, crisscrossing the rope between Randi's breasts, almost unable to stop herself from sucking one of Randi's beautiful, swollen black nipples into her mouth.

The long tail of the breast-tying rope Laura let dangle down Randi's delectable midriff past her crotch. There was enough length to bring it up between her cuntlips, up her back, and down again to meet the knot between her breasts, if they decided to go that way. And from the looks of things, they might, since Randi was truly aflame, already shivering uncontrollably with wild sexual excitement as Laura carefully tied her wrists and ankles to the bedframe.

Smiling with a hint of menace, she caressed the girl's exquisitely beautiful black naked body with her fingertips, unable to believe that such a tempting feast had come her way, that Randi was actually a willing participant. Her own pussy was throbbing and flowing and pulsing madly.

"Are we ready?" she murmured, eyelids veiled, her eyes on Randi's wet, open, puckered pussy.

Randi's swollen cuntlips were black, and the glistening inside of her pussy was inflamed, more red than pink, very inviting. Her thick, bulging, enormous clit, pushed to one side by the strand of rope, looked even larger, engorged and flaring.

"Oh god yes fuck me Laura," she said softly and quickly, her body quivering under Laura's touch.

"You are so beautiful. I want to kiss you everywhere."

"Yes... yes yes!" Randi panted. "Yes... please!"

"Honey, you're about ready to pop."

"I know... I know. It's never been so exciting. You won't hurt me, will you?"

"You know I could never hurt you," Laura reassured her.

She began to squeeze the already-strangled and bulging globes of Randi's breasts with her fingers. Randi gasped. Laura's fingers moved to the girl's big, bulbous nipples. The centers pointed proudly up from the swollen areolas. Laura pinched the areolas, then the centers, first gently, then harder.

"Ungghh... oh god!" Randi whimpered.

"Does it hurt?"

"No, I'm going to come! If you just touch my pussy, I'll come."

"Mmmm, I know," Laura purred. "That's why I'm going to wait."

For the next five minutes-which was all Randi could stand-she tormented and teased the half-trussed girl, bringing Randi to a state where Laura knew she would be able to run off two or three orgasms in one thrilling explosion. She kissed and stroked Randi's naked body lovingly, especially her long, long legs, and her long, long midriff, skirting her pubic mound, licking her delicious thighs, then carefully tickling the edges of her cuntlips with the tip of her tongue.

This was playing with fire, for Randi's pelvis jerked spastically, and her whimpering grew desperate. But Laura knew the fail-safe point and pulled back each time before a climax could occur. By now Randi was a wreck. Her moans were pathetic, and she twisted and writhed under Laura's clever caresses, delirious with sexual excitement, desperate for release.

Laura was about ready to give it to her, but her enjoyment of Randi's vulnerability and the sight of her gorgeous naked body undulating and quivering helplessly made her prolong it even further. Randi's engorged and swollen breasts, encased in the tight coils of white rope, bobbed like near-bursting gourds as her body moved uncontrollably under Laura's caresses. And they were where Laura would stop, where she would deliver Randi and give her what she craved.

Her fingers skillfully scissored the girl's bulging nipples.

"Ohhnnn... ohnnnn!" Randi moaned piteously, biting her full lower lip, her eyes begging Laura. "Yes... do it, do it! Please do it! Hurt me... bite me!" she pleaded.

"I promised I wouldn't hurt you," Laura smiled.