Chapter 18

As if to make up for lost time, and now that Rina had resolved her fears of being a lesbian, the two girls nearly killed each other with fucking during the following days. Spending alternate nights at one another's apartment, they ended up by the end of the first week having had, by their combined guess, over one hundred orgasms apiece.

Finally, they were so afraid they would quickly tire of each other that they agreed to a week's separation, just to bank the fires and let them glow a little before a renewed flare up. But by the end of that week, they were again both so hot for each other that they could hardly wait to meet. Rina, who had a brief errand to run after work, gave Laura a spare key to her apartment at work and agreed to meet her there before six.

But the doorbell rang at about five-thirty. Laura opened the door cautiously, not knowing if she should. There stood Rina's boyfriend, the one who had been so nasty to her before, the one who apparently took so long to make Rina climax.

"Well, look who's here," he said, pushing her aside and coming right in without invitation. "The lesbian."

Laura cringed every time he called her that. He could see her cringe this time. So he said it again, his eyes hot and threatening some nameless challenge.

"The lesbian," he said bluntly.

"Don't call me that," Laura said, trying to stay calm.

Actually, she realized for the first time, he was kind of good- looking. She had never been attracted to any black men before, but her desire for Rina showed that she wasn't immune to it. And so her reaction to him was strangely mixed. She felt fear and hostility, and a vague stirring of sexual excitement too.

"She even gave you a key, eh?" he said. "Never gave me one. What is it about you? You really seem to be able to light her fire, don't you."

He moved menacingly toward Laura, who backed up.

"You know, she never was interested in no lesbians before you," he said, very softly, smiling in a sinister way.

"I'm not a lesbian."

He ignored her. "Maybe you've got some secrets I ought to know about, eh? Maybe you can do things that make her climb the wall. Maybe you can teach me something. What do you say? Lesbian? What do you say?"

By now he had backed Laura up against a wall. His hands came up to her face. Then he dropped them to her breasts, placing one palm over each breast and pressing them, then squeezing them through her blouse and bra.

Laura was terrified and thrilled at the same time. He wanted to rape her. Half of her wanted him to.

"She... she'll be home in a few minutes," she whispered, trying to squirm away.

"It don't take me more than a few minutes," he said, holding her tightly against the wall. "You've got beautiful hard round titties. I like white titties."

"You can't do this. I can't help it if she likes me."

"What's your name, lesbian?"

His face was very close to hers, hostile, menacing. But she could see the hard, hot lust pulsing in his eyes.

"Laura," she said under her breath.

"Laura, I'm Gerald."

Without asking, he started to unbutton her blouse. She realized that he didn't care if Rina walked in on them. He had already lost Rina to her. Raping and humiliating Laura, especially if Rina should happen to see it, was a way of getting back at her.

"Gerald, you can't do this," she said.

He grinned. "I'm doing it, lesbian. Excuse me, Laura. You want me to call you by your name?"

He had her blouse nearly unbuttoned. Only two buttons remained. Laura grabbed his wrists with both hands. He jerked them free, popping the two last buttons off her blouse at the same time. She tried to wriggle away. Gerald took the fabric of her blouse in both hands and ripped it off her body.

"Oh!" Laura cried softly, raising one hand to her mouth. The sound of the tearing cloth shocked her. And now she was naked on top except for her bra.

"I can see why she likes you, lesbian," Gerald said in a low, threatening voice. "You're beautiful."

He reached behind her to unclasp her bra. Laura crossed her arms over her breasts.

"No," she said. "Please don't."

"Now you don't want me to get rough, do you? 'Cause I can do that if you want. If you raise your voice. Or if you slap me. Makes me get rough. You don't want that, do you."

Laura began to shake with fear as he unfastened her bra. She had never been raped. She was terrified of him, and she could feel her cunt getting wet, throbbing. And all the time he kept talking, as he took off her bra and filled his big hands with her naked breasts.

"Man, I told you I like white titties," he murmured. "And these are the most beautiful white titties I ever saw. Honey, you sure you aren't a Playmate of the Month? What gorgeous knockers you got. I think the guys ought to see these."

He went to the window and beckoned. Oh god, someone else is down there, Laura thought. He's telling them to come up here.

She tried to slip away while he was at the window, but he was faster than she. He grabbed her wrist and yanked her back, forcing her down on the sofa.

"Now before they get up here, honey, I'm going to get me a taste of these fine titties," he said.

"No... please!" she begged.

But he scooped up one of her perfect breasts in both hands and fed her nipple into his mouth, sucking it sharply.

"Unhhhgg! Oh... god!" Laura whimpered.

She struggled, but it only made him stronger. He sucked her other nipple even harder, bringing soft yelps of pain from her throat. At the same time, his fingers tore at the zipper of her skirt. He tugged it off and was just slipping her panties down her thighs when the doorbell rang again.

"Now you just hold on, little mama, and we'll have the most exciting non-lesbian time you ever had," he grinned.

He went to the door and opened it. Laura, completely naked now except for her shoes, jumped to her feet and headed for the bathroom, thinking to lock herself inside. But Gerald and one of the others were too quick for her. They grabbed her arms and led her back to the sofa.

Laura began to cry. There were three more guys. They looked at her naked body and seemed to salivate with obvious lust. "Shit, she's gorgeous!" one said.

"Little brother, this is one stone gorgeous lesbian named Laura," Gerald said. "Laura, this is my little brother Steven and his pals Michael and Lonell."

"Don't any of you touch me!" Laura spit out. "This is a crime!"

"Ain't no crime to introduce a lesbian to real sex," Gerald chuckled.

She couldn't believe this was happening. All four of them began to unbuckle their belts.

"Anyway, we know you really want it," Gerald whispered, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples. "You want to know how that dark meat feels, right?"

"I don't want it!" Laura said. "And I'm not a lesbian!"

"She been banging Rina," Gerald said. "Does that make her a lesbian?"

The others all nodded. Meanwhile, they were stripping off their pants. Laura had heard stories about black men. All four of these guys had huge cocks, as big as Rick's and Jamie's. And one, she guessed it was Lonell, had a cock as big as a horse's, surely the biggest one ever created. Laura almost gagged with fear as she looked at it, knowing what they intended for her.

"I'll scream," she warned.

"Steven, go get something to put in her mouth," Gerald said. "And pick up the butter from the kitchen on your way back."

"Oh no... oh no!" Laura began to whimper, tears pouring down her cheeks.

But there was no escape. Gerald put one hand over her mouth until he brother came back with a gag. He dragged her down on the floor and pushed her onto her back.

"I get to be first," he said to the others, "because she's been fucking my baby."

He glowered down at her as he guided his hard prick into her pussy, then slammed it home.

"Unhh!" Laura groaned.

Before she could protest any more, one of the other guys had forced his enormous hard cock into her mouth. The other one descended on her breasts with his mouth, sucking and biting her nipples hungrily. Gerald fucked her fast and hard, pumping and stabbing her, his strong fingers biting into her thighs as he speared her pussy again and again with his prick.

"Lesbo!" he swore.

"Ungh!" Laura grunted, seeing stars.

"Lesbo!"

"Ungh! Ungh! Ownncchh! Unghh!"

She had never been fucked so hard. And he couldn't keep it up for long. He groaned and came, shooting a long string of jism into her, still pumping her fiercely as the cum shot out of his stabbing prick.

Now it was Lonell's turn, the one with the salame prick. Gerald's brother had returned with a dishtowel, which they used to gag her. Then they turned her over, with Lonell on the bottom. Laura winced as she felt his gargantuan cock penetrate her cunt. It felt like a baseball bat going in. But she hardly had time to get used to it when she realized that one of them was swabbing her asscrack with butter.

She glanced back over her shoulder in time to see Steven holding his cock and aiming it between her buns. Then she felt it slide slowly into her ass.

"Unnggmhhhgmm!" she moaned, her voice muffled by the dishtowel.

Now she was impaled on both of their pricks, and they began to fuck her hard. If she had thought Rick and Jamie had fucked her hard, she had to surrender that notion. Lonell and Steven nearly ripped her apart, lunging into her with their enormous pricks, making her howl with pain and fear. Her ass was so tight that Steven came almost immediately, roaring and ripping his cock deep into her body.

But he was replaced by Michael, so that Laura hardly felt one cock leave and the other take its place, except for the rivers of jism soaking her anus and her asscrack. Lonell guided her luscious, dangling breasts into his mouth, one at a time, sucking her nipples and driving her crazy as he plunged his gigantic organ up into her pussy in sharp, piercing thrusts.