Chapter 53

Laura could hardly believe the way she had come to feel about Jonelle. She hadn't felt this way since she was a kid in school, crazy for boys. She thought of Jonelle all the time. She wanted to be with her, talk to her. The thought of Yvette imperilling her relationship with Jonelle made her furious, though she understood Yvette's point of view. She even got irritated with Jonelle's little boy, Eric, for keeping Jonelle away from her, out of her arms.

It's love, she told herself, resigning herself to the intense feelings. Really love. I never felt it this hard. I never knew I'd end up feeling it for a girl, a woman.

For her part, Jonelle was not so impetuous, but it was clear she felt the same.

"I dreamed of you last night," she told Laura at lunch.

"Really?"

Jonelle nodded. "In fact, I dream of you every night. One night I woke up and..." She leaned across the table, whispering to Laura. "I was coming. I couldn't believe it."

They met only a intervals of several days or weeks at Laura's apartment, whenever Jonelle could break free for a few minutes. It was like Laura's occasional meetings with Yvette, and in fact she worried that Yvette would want to drop over when she was already expecting Jonelle, though she hadn't gone to bed with Yvette since she and Jonelle had clearly fallen in love.

But what would she do if Yvette forced the issue? She couldn't say she really didn't want to sleep with Yvette ever again. She just crossed her fingers and hoped she would know how to deal with it if it came up.

And then, as if her longing for Jonelle wasn't intense enough, the company sent her on business to New York for a week.

"I can't even stand not seeing you for a day," she told Jonelle.

"You act like you're the only one who'll be doing the missing," Jonelle said.

They had a last, extremely passionate tryst in Laura's bed for an hour after work on the day before Laura was to leave. Laura had never pushed Jonelle further than five orgasms, not feeling any need to set records, and delighted that Jonelle seemed so proud of having five in a row now and then. Jonelle's orgasms were so deep and long that Laura believed they probably were the equivalent of twenty of her own.

But this night, through an excess of love or a desperate premonition of separation, she fucked Jonelle hard, summoning eight shattering orgasms from the girl's beautiful lean body. Afterward, Jonelle was glowing and beaming, unable to believe it.

"Eight times," she said, eyes wide, kissing Laura. "Eight!"

"And I didn't know if I was going to get you back from that last one," Laura said, having come eight or nine times herself.

"I didn't either," Jonelle said. "I never came that hard." She kissed Laura with deep affection. "I don't want you to think I love you only because you... fuck me like that." She winked. "But it sure don't hurt."

"When I come back, you'll still want to see me?" Laura asked, hating herself for her vulnerability.

Jonelle's eyes watered. "Guess you don't know how hard I am to get rid of," she whispered. "Guess you don't know I'll be counting every hour."

It was a wrenching moment when Laura got on the airplane, leaving Jonelle behind her. Even though she knew they would meet again in a week, she felt empty and desolate with loss and longing. In New York, she had to attend a fashion show her company was sponsoring, and there she was immediately struck by the stunning beauty of one of the models, a tall, black, astonishingly beautiful girl named Cassandra Perkins.

In a way she was reminded of her first sight of Sandra Robinson, 'Angelique'. But while Sandra had average good looks, Cassandra was shockingly gorgeous, a supermodel, truly one in a million, and Laura, though still throbbing with love for Jonelle, couldn't help being wildly attracted to her. She looked a little like Naomi Campbell and was built in the currently fashionable way for models, very tall and lean, with perfect bones, of course, and with larger breasts that models in the past.

A few times when she came down the runway wearing stylish, revealing clothes, showing cleavage, or a large expanse of incredible glossy thigh, Laura would feel a hot, excited pulse beat deep in her throat. She would squirm in her seat, feeling prickles deep inside her pussy too, a feeling she understood completely. And when Cassandra noticed her looking, she shot back hard, dark, electrifying glances to Laura, as if she understood perfectly the way Laura was feeling.

After the show they were of course introduced, since Laura was representing the sponsor. Cassandra flirted openly, and yet she was on the arm of a very handsome rock star, who flirted just as shamelessly with Laura.

"Are you a model?" Cassandra asked her.

"Oh no," Laura laughed. "Not tall enough."

"But you've got the bones for it," Cassandra said, touching Laura's face with her long, sinuous fingers, caressing Laura's cheekbones and jaw, then dropping one finger to her throat. "You're gorgeous. You could be one. You ought to consider it, while you still have a few years left."

"Oh," Laura said, disarmed. "And then what would I do? I'd be out of work."

"Nonsense. You should come over to our place and let Johnny photograph you. We could make you a star."

Laura smiled. Cassandra was enchanting. It didn't matter what she said. Later, when things were breaking up, she caught Laura by the door. The rock star was gone. Cassandra's eyes were murky.

"Are you going anywhere?"

"Just back to the hotel," Laura said.

"I'm staying in some fabulous digs at the Dakota. Why don't you come over for a visit? They belong to a movie star, but he's in Australia. He loaned me his place." She leaned close. "Johnny won't be there. I was lying."

Laura felt her whole body vibrate with excitement. How could she refuse? "Okay," she said softly. "Just a short visit."

They took a cab to the Dakota. The apartment was huge, amazing, clearly owned by a very rich person. Cassandra said she was going to pop into something comfortable.

She returned wearing an expensive, very abbreviated lounging outfit that revealed a lot of her exquisitely beautiful body.

"I like the way you look at me," she said, disarmingly. "That's why I wore this."

"Everybody looks at you like that," Laura said.

"I know. But I don't like everybody to do it. I like it when you do it, though. Have you ever slept with a woman?"

Laura blushed. She had never expected such a question. She looked down.

"Why do you ask?" she said softly.

Cassandra came closer to her. "If you haven't, I want to be the first," she murmured.

"Have you?" Laura asked coyly.

Cassandra smiled, a soft, winning, friendly smile. But she didn't answer. Instead, she went to the bar.

"Name your poison."

"I don't like to drink in the middle of the day."

Again Cassandra walked over to her, very close. Her eyes burned with undisguised sex this time. Laura could feel her temperature rise just from gazing into them.

"What do you like to do?" she asked.

Cassandra's full, sensual mouth was inches away. Laura was almost afraid to kiss her, afraid that if they as much as touched they might tear each other apart. The sexual tension in the room was palpable. Each girl now knew that the other had some experience of this. Neither was reluctant, or naive.

"This," Laura breathed as her lips met Cassandra's.

And she turned out to be right. It wasn't a soft, tender kiss. In only seconds they were devouring each other.

Cassandra's lips were like flames on Laura's. Her fingers bit into Laura's flesh through her clothes, and she drank Laura's mouth, raping it with her tongue. But Laura was just as eager, running her fingers all over Cassandra's skin and face and biting her tongue, dropping her hands to Cassandra's ass, groping for the firm hard moons through the folds of fabric, digging her fingers into each bulging globe.

"I wanted to do this when I saw you sitting by the runway," Cassandra murmured against Laura's teeth. "I've never felt so attracted to anyone."

"Really?"

"Yes. Don't you want me?"

"More than anything," Laura said, kissing her again, a rough, demanding kiss.

Cassandra was panting and her eyes smoking when their mouths parted. She reached behind her neck and unfastened two or three buttons. The lounging garment simply dissolved around her limbs and fell at her ankles. But she still wore a very brief, champagne- colored bra, and bikini panties of the same hue.

From experience, a quick glance told Laura that the bra opened in front, between the cups. Staring straight into Cassandra's murky eyes, she reached out and undid the clasp. The bra cups fell away from Cassandra's small, perfectly round breasts. Her nipples were thick and black, gleaming. She cupped both breasts in her hands and grinned invitingly at Laura.

Laura bent her head, opened her mouth, and took one of Cassandra's nipples between her lips, sucking it in slowly. She didn't stop with the large nipple but sucked half of Cassandra's small breast into her mouth too.

"Oh!" Cassandra gasped, watching a large chunk of her breast disappear into Laura's mouth. "God, yes, do it."

Laura let the wet breast and nipple slowly slide back out of her mouth, catching the shiny black bulb of Cassandra's nipple between her teeth and biting down slightly on it as it escaped. Cassandra trembled, moaning softly.

"Ohhhh!"

"You like that," Laura whispered.

"Yes!"

Laura did the same thing with Cassandra's other breast, though this time she held it with the fingers of both hands, guiding it into her mouth, sucking it even harder, then letting it escape slowly, gently clamping the delectable big wet nipple with her teeth as it slid past. She cupped both wet breasts in her hands and kissed Cassandra's mouth heatedly.

"God... I want you to fuck me," Cassandra whispered, her eyes throbbing with need.

Laura was wearing a business suit, but between the two of them they had it off in thirty seconds. Cassandra kissed Laura's back and shoulders as she unclasped Laura's bra. Laura turned, and their nipples brushed before they embraced and kissed heatedly again.

"Come in here to this great bedroom," Cassandra said, leading Laura quickly down the hall to an enormous bedroom with a huge round waterbed in the center, covering with expensive fur blankets.

She pulled Laura down onto the bed and had her mouth on Laura's breasts before Laura knew what was happening. She sucked Laura's nipples thirstily, doing the same thing Laura had done with her teeth. She looked up at Laura from under her long eyelashes as she held one of Laura's wet, aching nipples between her teeth, teasing Laura, tantalizing her, watching Laura's face. Laura knew they were in for some very raw sex together.

She pushed Cassandra onto her back on the waterbed and slid down her body, tugging the girl's bikini panties off and slipping between her long, silky, very shapely thighs.

"Mmmmm, I know you've got something in here I want," she murmured, kissing Cassandra's lovely sleek thighs, bringing her lips closer and closer to the girl's oozing, blossoming pussy.

When her lips finally found it, Cassandra's long lovely body stiffened, then shuddered with wild excitement.

"Ohhh! Ohhnnnnn god, yessss!" she sighed, moving her hips slowly in rhythm with Laura's tongue as it slid in and out of her long wet pussy.

Laura tongued and sucked Cassandra's beautiful pussy until the girl was delirious, straining and wriggling, her fingers biting into Laura's scalp as she pushed her cunt up into Laura's mouth.

"Oh god... I'm going to come," she panted. "I want you to fuck me with your pussy. Fuck me with your pussy. I want to feel it against mine. Quick! Oh god, quick!"

Laura knew this kind of desperation. She had felt it herself, and even felt a touch of it now, a hot, urgent hunger for this beautiful naked girl. Quickly they both maneuvered their legs and groins together, both gasping as they felt their hot wet pussies kiss and mash together.

"Oh... Jesus!" Laura gasped, weak with lust.

She held one of Cassandra's long, shapely legs and kissed the girl's ankle and calf as they began slowly to grind their flowing hot pussies together. But they didn't do it slowly for long. The sensations brought on by their pussies grinding together drove them both crazy with lust. They began pumping aggressively, jamming their groins together, quivering, moaning almost hysterically as both were inundated in only a few seconds by the powerful jolts of a shared orgasm.

"Ohhnngg! Unnmggnnneeee!" Cassandra cried out, her lovely lean body surging and writhing as the spasms wrenched her.

"Oh Jesus... ! Oh! Oh! Auunggh! Yes! Oh... aunnggh!" Laura groaned, wracked by a fierce jolt of ecstacy, feeling her wet, throbbing pussy totally melded to Cassandra's as they came together.

It was one of the most violent orgasms Laura had had in a long time. It took nearly a minute for her and Cassandra to regain their breath, and untangle their bodies. But from the way their blazing eyes locked as they embraced and kissed, Laura knew that even this shattering orgasm had only been a foretaste of what they would do together.

"You really like to fuck, don't you," Laura murmured against Cassandra's lips.

"I like it with you," Cassandra breathed back. "You're good. You've done this before."

"So have you."

"Mmmmm, but not with anyone as good as you."

Cassandra was an aggressive, insatiable lover. She had Laura on her back quickly and was all over her, then between her thighs, her mouth on Laura's pussy, tongue-fucking it and sucking it in a harsh, passionate way that drove Laura wild. It reminded her of the way Yvette sometimes ate her pussy: a white-hot, blazing hunger, really a mouth-rape, which usually made Laura come hard in under a minute.

And this time was no different. Her body quickly went out of control, squirming and writhing, her hands flying to her breasts and squeezing them, her fingers pinching her nipples fiercely.

"Oh... oh god oh Cassan--" she gasped, her frantic words interrupted by a shocking uprush of coming. "Auungghiieee! Oh! Oh yes please oh god yes! Auungghhh!"

With Cassandra's mouth glued to her pussy, she came and came, almost choking as the spasms wracked her undulating body. Finally, exhausted, she collapsed. Cassandra slid up face to face, smiling, obviously very aroused by what she had just done to Laura.

"Laura... you're so beautiful," she murmured as they kissed and coiled together.

Without speaking, Laura dropped her lips to Cassandra's lovely hard breasts again and began to tease them as she had earlier. This time, as she let one of Cassandra's large black wet nipples slide back out of her mouth, catching it gently with her teeth, as Cassandra watched, Laura sank her teeth deeper into the soft bulb.

"Angghh!" Cassandra gasped. "Oh god... are you going to bite me? Are you going to hurt me?"

Her words aroused Laura wildly, reminding her as they did of Karen. The girl was dying for it and terrified of it at the same time. She wanted Laura to bite her. Laura dropped her hand to Cassandra's crotch and found the girl's flooding open pussy with her fingers. Oh, are you going to come hard and quick, she thought as she gently massaged Cassandra's oily cuntlips and swollen clit.

"Oh! Oh!" Cassandra panted, quivering helplessly, looking down at her thick, bulbous nipple between Laura's teeth.

Laura sucked the stiffening nipple back deep into her mouth, then let it slip out slowly again. This time she sank her teeth into Cassandra's nipple while scissoring the girl's clit between two fingers at the same time, yanking hard, biting hard.