Laura's Story: an Interracial Lesbian Romance - Cover

Laura's Story: an Interracial Lesbian Romance

Copyright© 2002 by Miranda Mars

Chapter 57

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 57 - 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  

But in Laura's car, as she drove them to her place, they barely spoke, both being afraid they would change their minds again. For god's sake, she's the one who wanted to meet in public, so we wouldn't do this, Laura thought. And now she wants me to take her home and gag her and rape her.

But even thinking it made Laura's blood sizzle. I know why both of us were afraid to do this, she thought. We really want each other bad. It's almost like the thing Karen and I have. Sparks. And now, oh god, more rough stuff! And she loves it!

When they got inside, Laura bolted the door, then turned to look at Brandi. Both of them were nervous, but to break through it Brandi grinned her seductive adolescent grin again.

"Pretty white lady, I think you gon' rape me three ways from Tuesday," she said softly.

Laura took her hand and led her to the bedroom. She closed the door behind them, the pulled the bedcovers down and off the bed, leaving the whole flat sheet for them. Next she began to undress Brandi again, as she had already done in the hotel room, untying the yellow strings behind Brandi's neck and kissing her shoulders.

"My god, you must have the most beautiful shoulders in the world," she said.

"Remember the first time, when you wanted to lick them?" Brandi sighed softly.

"Mmmmm, I still do," Laura said, running her tongue all over one round, gleaming shoulder.

Brandi shivered. "Oh Laura, I want you to do everything to me. Everything you did last time. I've dreamed of it, over and over."

"Not that I don't remember... but just refresh my memory," Laura murmured, peeling off the backless blouse and growing freshly aroused as she again caressed Brandi's miraculous body.

But Brandi brought her up short. "You've done it with others, haven't you," she said. "I knew it." She stared, eyes full of jealousy, at Laura.

"I... have a friend," Laura confessed softly. "She was my first. The way I'm your first. We... experimented a little."

"I'm so jealous," Brandi said, big involuntary tears sliding down her cheeks.

"I'm jealous of your husband, because you let him do this," Laura said, again taking one of Brandi's small hard breasts completely into her mouth, sucking it so insistently that Brandi began to yelp softly.

"Oh! Unhhh! Oh, I wish he would do that," Brandi whimpered.

"Tell me, tell me what you dream of."

"You tied up my boobs, until they popped out. You put that awful harness on me, with the ball in my mouth. You ran the rope down on each side of my pussy, squeezing it, making it swell. Then you..." She gasped, dizzy with erotic excitement. "Then you fucked me... oh god, with your leg and your mouth and your fingers in my ass and I came and came and died of coming oh god yes."

"And if I do what you want, will you do what I want?" Laura insinuated.

"Everything," Brandi breathed, drawing Laura toward the bed, pulling off her clothes urgently. "I want us both to be naked. I want to look at you. I love your body."

They kissed and caressed, coiling together naked on the bed, until Laura began to fear that they would begin fucking uncontrollably again, without doing what they had come here for. Slowly, she pulled away from Brandi, reaching under the bed and drawing out the rope, and the harness gag. Brandi's eyes widened with shock, as if she couldn't believe they had actually done what she had dreamed, and that they were about to do it again.

"You gon' hurt me, pretty white lady," she said in a soft, stricken voice.

Laura kissed her as she looped the rope around her wrists and tied them to the bedpost. "I'm not going to hurt you," she murmured. "I'm going to make you beg."

Again, she was stunned by the beauty, the rippling strength and lean, glossy, sleek loveliness of Brandi's body. With her arms pulled up unnaturally over her head like this, her fantastic muscles were accentuated, her ribcage more visible, her breasts seemed slightly bigger, swelling and round. Laura realized that this was why body builders were always striking such odd poses, throwing their bodies into unnatural profiles that heightened the grotesquely beautiful proportions of their flesh.

"God, Brandi, you must have the most beautiful body ever made," she said, gazing at it.

Brandi, who was used to being admired, gave Laura a deeply affectionate grin, full of pride and wild sexual desire all mixed together. "I don't give it to anyone the way I give it to you," she said.

Laura crisscrossed the rope, this time, across Brandi's breasts, instead of looping it around each small globe, then tugged up on the bottom strands so that Brandi's nipples swooped up. The thought passed through her mind that this was what she would have had to do with Jonelle's tiny swellings, had they ever got into this, and instantly a pang of loss and pain shot through her. But she put it aside, her eyes filling briefly but transiently with tears.

Brandi's entrapped, upswept breasts and bulging black nipples captivated her, and after knotting the rope, she indulged herself by kissing and sucking them, quickly bringing Brandi to a fever pitch. When they were wet and stiff, she dangled her own breasts over them, letting their nipples kiss and brush, making both of them gasp and tremble excitedly.

"Nobody touches my breasts like you do," Brandi panted.

"Not even your... husband?" Laura teased.

"He barely pays attention to them. They're too small. No man ever sucked them like you do."

"How about woman?"

Brandi's eyes burned into hers, fiery with lust and honesty. "There haven't been any but you. Ever."

"Mmmmm, I love to hear that," Laura purred, rubbing her breasts again all over Brandi's small, strangled globes. "I'm going to tie you up and fuck you," she murmured over and over to Brandi, now that she knew how much the girl liked it. "Tie you up and fuck you. Fuck you hard. You'll wish it was a man, because no man ever fucked you as hard as I'm going to fuck you."

Brandi writhed and whimpered, deliriously excited. Now Laura drew the strand of rope down the flexing, muscular body to Brandi's crotch, running it alongside her pussy and up her asscrack, all the way up around the back of her neck and down along the other side of her pussy, then through her asscrack again, finally looping it tightly around her fantastic hard rippling stomach and knotting it.

Brandi's magnificent body was magnificently bound, tightly bound. Laura forced apart the girl's huge thighs and examined the swollen lips of Brandi's cunt, protruding from the cords of rope on each side of her crotch. Then, teasingly, she lowered her head between Brandi's thighs, parted Brandi's cuntlips with one finger, and slid her tongue up inside.

"Unnghh! Oh god oh Laura... unh! Oh!"

"Are you tied up like you wanted to be?" Laura asked softly.

"Oh! Yes! Do me! Pretty white lady..." Brandi gasped, barely able to keep up the act, "I hope you gon' fuck me quick, 'cause I 'bout to explode."

As aroused as they both were, they both dissolved into giggles. But Brandi in her present condition was irresistible, and Laura swarmed all over her roped body, kissing and caressing it, raising Brandi to an even higher level of need.

"I am going to fuck you," Laura whispered menacingly into Brandi's ear, "but it won't be quick."

"Oh... please!" Brandi wasn't giggling now, but moaning and twisting in the tight ropes.

Now Laura brought out the harness gag. Brandi grimaced in distaste.

"Oh god, that horrible thing," she said.

"Don't want the neighbors to hear you scream, do we?" Laura teased, fastening it into place, the ball stuffed into Brandi's open mouth.

"Now... my darling," Laura murmured, again moving all over Brandi's vulnerable but powerful body, kissing Brandi's fantastic muscles, kissing her small, bulging, roped breasts and sucking her bursting nipples.

Brandi squirmed and moaned, but now her moans were blocked and muffled by the red ball in her mouth. Laura as usual was so aroused by Brandi's magnificent, straining, but powerless body that it was hard for her to restrain the urge to rape Brandi frantically and send them both up in a furious, quick, explosive burst of coming.

But she controlled herself, tickling Brandi's swollen nipples with her tongue until she thought the girl, in her desperate wild fury of lust, might break free of the rope binding her to the bed. Brandi thrashed and whinnied crazily, her muscles bulging and rippling splendidly as she struggled.

"Oooohhh, you like that, don't you," Laura cooed to her, pinching them, making Brandi writhe in a mixed up agony of lust and pain. "Ohhh baby, I want to see your swollen pussy and tickle it too," she purred, sliding down Brandi's incredible, bound body, between her thighs, and parting her inflamed, puffy cuntlips with two fingers, revealing the wet, fiery red cleft within.

The two strands of rope squeezed Brandi's pussy, making it swell and flare, and the succulent interior beckoned Laura's tongue. She slithered it into Brandi, feeling the girl's body clench, hearing her excited moans. She licked Brandi's beautiful pussy up and down, then up again, reached the inflamed reddish glistening berry of her clit. She flicked it with her tongue, driving Brandi almost insane.

"Oh, you want to come, don't you, you want to come," she murmured, slipping upward again, bringing her hard thigh up into Brandi's crotch.

She knew Brandi was very close. And she knew, as before, that her own thigh was hardly the huge, muscular weapon Brandi would be using on her in the same way, only minutes from now, a thought that nearly made her faint with anticipation. But she also knew she had done this to Brandi before, and Brandi had erupted in wild orgasms.

And in fact, the moment her thigh touched the splayed meat of Brandi's open pussy, they both went crazy. Brandi groaned, clamping her thighs on it. Laura began sucking and biting her bursting black nipples, and ramming her thigh into Brandi's cunt, rubbing it up and down hard in the slimy furrow of Brandi's pussy. Brandi came almost immediately.

"Ummggnhhh! Ungaaungghhmmnngg!" she screamed into the ball gag, her strong body flexing and quivering as each spasm shook her.

But both of them knew this was only the beginning. Laura quickly slid back down between her thighs and began to eat her pussy passionately, slipping two fingers up into it in almost an exact repeat of the first time they had done this. She got her fingers greasy enough with Brandi's flowing pussy juices to lubricate them as she slid them up into Brandi's ass.

Again Brandi groaned and grimaced, her body rising off the bed as Laura's fingers invaded her. But Laura was sucking her clit at the same time, and finger-raping her ass, and in only a few more seconds Brandi exploded in a second climax, whinnying and shuddering, her beautiful strong body straining at the ropes. She came hard, then collapsed, panting harshly through her nose, quivering from fatigue and aftershocks.

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