Laura's Story: an Interracial Lesbian Romance
Copyright© 2002 by Miranda Mars
Chapter 33
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 33 - A Story about a white woman who has a special desire for relationships with beautiful African-American women, including a few teenagers
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian True Story Cheating BDSM DomSub Spanking Rough Light Bond Humiliation Group Sex Interracial Black Female White Female First Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Fisting Sex Toys Lactation
As if she didn't have enough troubles, now that she had been to bed both with Yvette and Yvette's teenaged sister, Laura met a tall, thin, gorgeous model at a press reception. The girl was stunning. Nearly every man in the place clustered around her, though she was a head or more taller than most of them. She was black, with shoulder-length hair, big gold hoops for earrings, and the longest legs Laura had ever seen, even longer than Yvette's, in black net stockings.
Laura felt familiar stirrings when she looked at the beautiful black girl, but she tried to ignore them, feeling she didn't have much of a chance. The girl was obviously enjoying the attention of the men. Later, however, she ran into the girl, whose name or whose stage name, at least, was Angelique, in the ladies room.
She couldn't help staring, and Angelique noticed. She stared back.
"I'm sorry," Laura said, embarrassed. "I guess you don't get many women staring at you."
"On the contrary," the girl smiled. "It happens all the time. Some are jealous, some are envious, some are racist. Some just want to fuck me."
She left a very meaningful moment for Laura to fill. Her dark eyes sparkled with cheerful malice and electrifying sex. Laura didn't know if it was an invitation or a threat.
But she wasn't bold enough to admit being in the last category.
"I guess I just think... you're stunning," she said softly, letting her eyes smoke a little, ambiguously, to show the girl she wasn't intimidated.
Angelique winked, instantly becoming more friendly. "You ain't so bad yourself, dear," she deadpanned. "In the gorgeous department, we're a pair."
Laura giggled and relaxed a little. They went back to the party, stopping at the bar for drinks, and were soon both surrounded by men. Finally, Angelique whispered to her, "Either we each choose one, or we get out of here together, so they think we're dating."
"I'm with you," Laura smiled.
They went back to Angelique's hotel room.
"Want a vodka?" she asked Laura. "I always carry a bottle, but I don't have anything else. Just for a nightcap. Helps me sleep."
They sat in the small hotel room, Angelique on the bed, Laura in the chair, drinking from the bathroom glasses.
"Is your name really Angelique?" Laura asked.
She shook her head. "Sandra Robinson. Angelique is my 'stage' name." She grimaced. "I pose for those naked girl magazines. And make videos. You have to have a stage name."
Laura was fascinated. "I've never met anyone who did that," she said.
"It's fun. I have a good body, and I get paid pretty well. You'd do great too. You have a great body too."
Laura blushed slightly. "You think so?"
Sandra was dressed in a tight-fitting black evening dress that left more of her body naked than covered. Her very short skirt revealed nearly every inch of her incredible long legs, and her body from the armpits up was completely bare. She wasn't coal black like Yvette or Chanitra, just a rich chocolate hue, her shoulders and neck perfectly shaped, her back flawless and smooth. Laura still found it hard not to stare.
"You do videos too?" she asked. "Do you have to... you know, do it with somebody in them?"
Sandra smiled slowly. "The company that shoots them does those, but I've only done solos. You know, take off your clothes, masturbate. One of mine was big seller because I actually came while making it. It was a big hit."
Laura could feel the sexual electricity in the air. She wondered if Sandra felt it too.
"They make videos with two girls in them, too," she said, lowering her eyelids, giving Laura a veiled, ambiguous look.
Laura felt her pulse pound. "You actually had a... climax while taping one?" she asked. "Aren't there people there? Staring at you?"
"Why Laura," Sandra said with mock big eyes. "You must have somebody there when you climax. At least half the time, right?"
Laura giggled softly, sexually hypnotized by the beautiful tall girl. "What a turn on," she said, softly. "It must have made the guys doing the taping really want you."
Sandra smiled. "Only one guy. But it was like having five guys. He nearly put me in a hospital bed, girl. No sooner did he turn that camera off then he was all over me like white on rice. I'd hardly finished coming."
"I guess you'd better stop," Laura said, feeling herself growing hotter by the second. "You're beginning to get me excited."
"Really?" Sandra grinned, amused and fairly excited herself. "Me too. I never told anybody about it. But it really was wild. He fucked me three times. My video was their biggest seller for six months. I made several thousand bucks off it."
Laura could feel her whole being throbbing as the two girls' eyes locked. "You never made any videos with another... person?" she asked, diffidently.
Sandra shook her head. "They wanted me to. Still want me to. They have this other girl who's a big star in their magazines. Really gorgeous, shorter than me, with these really beautiful big breasts." She showed Laura with her hands. "Not just big, like some, but really beautiful, know what I mean? Beautifully shaped. Her name is Shawn. They wanted us to do a video together."
"You didn't want to."
Sandra smiled with charming shyness. "I've never done anything like that. I mean, some girls do want me. Like I told you back at that party, in the bathroom. But I never accepted."
She looked down at her knees. Laura knew they were getting too close to what they were both feeling.
"Anyway, they thought it would be a great contrast, I guess," Sandra went on, as if to distract them both. "I'm tall, thin, small breasts. She's short, big breasts."
"I guess you'd better stop," Laura whispered again.
"Still getting you excited?" Sandra asked, squinting playfully and yet alluringly at Laura from a sidelong glance.
Laura looked down at her fingers. When she looked up, Sandra's eyes were throbbing with sex, as she knew her own were. Neither of them could deny what was happening in this small hotel room. Sandra uncrossed her long, fantastic legs and watched Laura's eyes on them.
She stood up. Reaching down with one hand, she took Laura's hand and drew Laura up too, onto her feet. Laura still had her glass in one hand. Sandra took it and set it down on the dresser.
"I was telling the truth when I said I've never done this," she whispered.
Their faces were just inches from each other. Laura could feel Sandra's warm breath on her skin. Her eyes fell to Sandra's full, sensual mouth, lips moist and parted slightly.
"Just don't say anything," she whispered back.
Slowly, slowly, their mouths came together, until they were in the middle of a patient, searching kiss before either one knew how it had started. Laura ran her fingertips up and down the smooth dark skin of Sandra's naked back. Two of her fingers grazed the top of Sandra's zipper, then flittered away. Should I unzip it? she wondered.
She kissed Sandra's neck, her bare shoulder, behind her ear. Sandra was panting softly, trembling a little. Laura's lips found the hollow under Sandra's collarbone, then her throat. Then their mouths met again, more searingly this time.
Laura's fingertips grazed the zipper again. This time she grasped it and inched it down. Sandra's body tensed, but she didn't try to stop Laura. But then she pulled her mouth away from Laura's and reached behind her back with both hands. Quickly, she unzipped the small dress. It slid away from her naked body.
The dress had bra cups inside it, and, except for black lace panties and black lace stockings, Sandra was naked. She had small beautiful breasts with round black nipples, and before her skimpy dress had slid down her thighs to the floor, Laura was cradling them in her palms, kissing Sandra's neck, murmuring softly to her.
"I want you... I want you."
"Don't talk... please," Sandra said, gasping with pleasure as Laura's lips closed over one of her thick, erect nipples.
Laura held the small firm globe in both hands, tonguing the girl's beautiful big nipple, teasing and sucking it, nipping it, sucking half of Sandra's breast into her mouth, giving her the full treatment. Sandra was quivering and moaning in seconds.
Laura did the same thing to the girl's other exquisite breast, until Sandra's nipples were hard and wet and she was whimpering helplessly. Quickly, they both unbuttoned Laura's blouse, and Sandra herself unclasped Laura's bra. She squeezed Laura's perfect breasts, and they fell sideways onto the bed, with Sandra on her back and Laura leaning over her, dangling her beautiful breasts in Sandra's face.
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