Chapter 37

After she and and Yvette had eaten each other for lunch, Laura had no sex for almost a week. Somehow, her own exhaustion and the preoccupations of her potential lovers prevented it. And who were they, anyway, she thought.

Yvette's opportunities were limited by her marriage, and her small child. Karen had her own agenda, and would show up when least expected. And, Laura realized, her sex with Karen was always so dangerous and extreme that both of them approached it warily. Sandra and Shawn lived 300 miles away. That left Chanitra.

The moment Laura thought of her name she was flooded with hot shivers of lust. She could see Chanitra's beautiful, lissome young naked body in her mind's eye, Chanitra's spectacular, perfect ass, Chanitra's upswept small breasts with their popping, gleaming black nipples.

Thinking of the girl made her wet. And guilty at the same time. She and Yvette had made love so passionately, that afternoon, with never a mention of Laura's affair with Chanitra. How would it seem for Laura to go after Chanitra now? Like treason? Like the most awful betrayal. And yet the mere thought of the girl, her young, fresh, exuberant sexuality, her crinkly smile, her incredible ass, all of it plunged Laura into a hot turmoil of lust.

And shockingly enough, that Saturday afternoon she ran into Chanitra in a department store. Chanitra was there with two girlfriends, and looked younger than ever, though also delectable. Her hair was done in long, thin braids, studded with colored beads. It framed her enchanting young face, and Laura felt heart pangs just looking at her.

Chanitra wore white pants so tight that you could see nearly everything, and Laura could see she wasn't wearing any panties now, either. On top she wore a red midriff blouse, exposing her delicious black satin tummy.

"Hi, Laura," she said, with exaggerated friendliness.

"Hi," Laura gulped.

Did she look like a sex pervert, the way she was eyeing Chanitra's body?

Chanitra introduced her friends. Then she took Laura's arm in hers, rubbing one hard young breast against Laura's elbow and flirting shamelessly.

"Laura and I are old friends," she told the others.

Laura was embarrassed. Wasn't Chanitra afraid the others would think she had... lesbian feelings for Laura? Or that they had actually had a sexual relationship? Didn't she care if they knew?

Laura tried to move on, but Chanitra wouldn't let her. Finally, she told her friends, "You guys go ahead. I'm going to stay with Laura. I can catch a ride home with her."

Laura blushed. The other two girls looked meaningfully at her and Chanitra. Chanitra rubbed her breast against Laura's arm again, an unmistakably intimate gesture that made Laura's pulse pound.

Chanitra's friends moved on reluctantly, with curious glances back at Laura. Laura took the girl behind a tall counter.

"What are you doing?" she said. "Aren't you afraid they'll get the wrong idea?"

But all the time she was talking, her heart was melting, looking at that enchanting young face. And her cunt was oozing with warm juices as she gazed into Chanitra's shining eyes.

"Don't you want to take me home and fuck me?" Chantira whispered mischievously, her eyes flashing with hot sex.

"God... yes!" Laura admitted, under her breath. Heaven help me! I could rape you right here.

"Don't you want to dig your fingers into my booty, and run your tongue all over it?"

"Yes."

"Then why do you care what they think? Just take me home."

Laura grabbed her arm and steered her toward the back door of the department store, where the parking garage was. She hoped they didn't see Chanitra's friends on the way out. For one thing, they might say something to Yvette. She had never felt this secretive before, but now she didn't want Yvette to know.

In her car, Chanitra leaned over to kiss her. Now, instead of saucy and flirtatious, she was warm and melting.

"God, Laura, I want you," she murmured as her mouth met Laura's.

But Laura cut the kiss short. They were still in public, and anyone could walk by. She started her car and drove them to her apartment, trying not to shake with anticipation, feeling her cunt flow with warm nectars as Chanitra kept running her fingers up and down Laura's thigh.

But when they got there, Chanitra was coquettish again. She slipped out of Laura's eager hands as soon as the door was closed and bolted.

"Not so fast, not so fast," she giggled. "I get to tease you first, don't I?

Laura smiled. "That's a two-way street, remember."

"I remember something, I remember how much you like this," Chanitra said, turning her back on Laura and sticking out her rump.

Laura could feel the pulse beat deep inside her cunt at the sight of the swelling moons encased in the very tight pants.

"I'm surprised men don't grab you and rape you when you walk down the street in those," Laura said.

"Or women?" Chanitra teased. "You ain't no man. But you want to rape me."

"I sure do."

A delightful tease, Chanitra began inching the zipper on her hip down.

"I ain't wearing any panties under this either," she said.

"I can see that."

"Tell me what you gon do if I let you see it."

Laura began to pursue her slowly across the room, backing her into a corner.

"You're not playing fair, Laura," Chanitra giggled softly.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll think it was five men," Laura whispered.

Chanitra slipped under her outstretched arm and darted into the middle of the livingroom. Grinning at Laura, she inched the zipper all the way down. Then she began to peel the tight white pants down, until her whole incredible round black taut perfect bottom was naked.

Laura was mesmerized. Chanitra could see it. She ran her long graceful fingers over the gleaming, smooth moons. Then she dug her fingers into them, kneading them in a slow, sensual rhythm that aroused them both. Finally, she began squeezing them and pulling them apart, letting Laura glimpse the dark shadowy crease between them, where sweet secrets lay.

Slowly, entranced, Laura moved across the room toward her. But Chanitra held up her hand, her eyes smoky with sex but as mischievous as ever.

"You have to take off something too," she whispered.

"What do you prefer?"

"Your top."

Slowly, Laura did a striptease for the girl herself. She often forgot in moments of lust that she had extraordinarily beautiful breasts herself, really something special, and that Chanitra might feel about them the way she, Laura, felt about Chanitra's unbelievably gorgeous ass.

She removed her blouse, taking as much time as possible. Then she removed her bra, watching Chanitra's eyes.

"God, you have the most beautiful boobs," Chanitra murmured.

"God, you have the most beautiful ass," Laura echoed.

"I'll let you touch, if you let me," Chanitra whispered.

Laura nodded. They moved closer. Even though they had fucked like two lust-crazed animals in the past, it was as if they had never touched until this moment. Laura's upswept, jutting young breasts and swelling coral nipples were only an inch or so from Chanitra's sensual mouth. Chanitra extended her tongue and slowly licked one of them, making Laura shiver and bringing a tiny, helpless moan from deep in her throat.

Then Chanitra's long, dark fingers enclosed her breast, and her nipple disappeared into the girl's mouth, deep. The sensations that shot through her quivering body were electrifying. Chanitra sucked Laura's throbbing nipple for a full minute before releasing it. She looked up, gazing deeply into Laura's eyes, her own swimming with lust.

"Your turn," she murmured hoarsely.

She turned and Laura dropped to her knees. Her hands came up to the incredible round moons of flesh. She stroked them lovingly, then more passionately, finally pressing her lips to them, then kneading them, sucking and gently biting them. All of it drove Chanitra nearly to the brink. She panted and whimpered, finally turning and dropping to her knees too, kissing Laura aggressively.

"Want you to fuck me," she said into Laura's teeth. "You can fuck my ass too. Do everything to me."

"Oh baby..." Laura panted, pulling Chanitra to her feet, then toward the bedroom.

She nearly had her skirt off when they got there, and Chanitra was down to her bra. Laura kissed her slowly, sensually, with deep feeling, as she removed it. She cradled the fantastic hard balls of Chanitra's small beautiful breasts in her hands, lowering her lips to the gleaming black bursting nipples, tonguing and sucking them hungrily.

Chanitra moaned and panted. "Do me, Laura, do me," she panted over and over. "Now... now, fuck me, please."

She pulled Laura over to the bed. Laura kicked her skirt away and quickly skimmed off her panties. Now they were both totally naked, and Laura reveled in the feeling of Chanitra's wonderful smooth young body touching hers everywhere.

They embraced and kissed, and Chanitra nearly swooned from the hot, urgent need she felt. Laura slid down her sleek, slender black body, between her thighs, getting one hand on Chanitra's incredible bottom and the other on her silky, wet pussy.

She knew what she wanted to do, and while caressing Chanitra's ass and gently, carefully kissing her pussy so as not to give in to Chanitra's frantic urgency, she reached over to the bedstand and grabbed the tube of K-Y jelly that was always there. Chanitra was so consumed by lust that she barely knew what Laura was doing.

Skilfully, Laura turned the mewling girl over onto her stomach, so that her beautiful, gleaming black moons were rising in the air. After greasing the forefinger and middle finger of her right hand, she slipped her left hand underneath to Chanitra's pussy, rubbing her clit and making her moan and twist. Then she slid her lubricated forefinger into Chanitra's ass, in and out, in and out, making Chanitra's moans rise and intensify.

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhnnnn!" Chanitra moaned, her asscheeks clenching, making Laura nearly faint with lust herself.

Slowly, she introduced her middle finger too, until she now had both fingers in Chanitra's tight little asshole, fucking her slowly, rubbing Chanitra's clit with her other hand, and kissing and sucking and biting the incredible taut flesh of Chanitra's asscheeks at the same time. Both she and Chanitra were so aroused that she wondered why they both didn't explode.

Chanitra sobbed and gasped with excruciating pleasure, writhing face down on the bed, while Laura sucked and bit her round buns and hand-fucked her ass and pussy more and more sharply, bringing her closer... closer to the ultimate, killing moment. Then the girl's lean, beautiful young body stiffened. Her ass quivered, and her buns clenched hard, then she fell into convulsions of fierce coming.

"Ohnggg! Mnnnggauuuunnggooooo! Oh! Unghh! Auungghhiiii!" she moaned into the sheet, her lean, glossy body convulsed by sharp spasms.

Laura knew it was the most rupturing, wrenching orgasm she had ever given Chanitra, and therefore almost certainly the most shattering the girl had ever had. But she kept fucking the girl throughout it, not relenting, finally pinching Chanitra's clit between two fingers and rubbing it violently while she drilled her two greased fingers deep into the girl's squirming bottom.