Chapter 94

After days of fucking with Jonelle, Kim, and now Lorrie, Laura really needed some rest. And yet both Sholandra and Yvette had left messages on her answering machine, messages so hot that it nearly melted as she played them back. And at work, Barbara's eyes kept smoking when she looked at Laura.

God, she wants to eat me alive, Laura thought, both flattered and aroused, but ultimately fatigued at the thought. But I need to rest.

Fortunately, she was able to plead travel and work exhaustion with all three of them, and finally got some rest. But when the weekend arrived, Sholandra would not be denied. And by that time, it had been weeks since Laura had been together with Sholandra, and she was nearly as eager.

They spent an incendiary Saturday afternoon in Laura's bed, and Sholandra punished her by bringing up Rhonda.

"Oh... do you know her?" she asked, with elaborate innocence.

Laura clenched her teeth, but tried to seem oblivious. "Yes, I know her."

"Funniest thing. She came on to me. Right at work. I was walking to my car. She asked me for a drink."

"Don't tell me. You went."

Sholandra smirked, happy to be causing such jealousy. "Are you mad?"

"Mad about you," Laura confessed.

They were both naked, having fucked exuberantly all afternoon. Laura drew a long, curly, invisible ribbon with her finger down Sholandra's smooth, sinuous brown back.

"Ooohhh, that tickles!"

Laura's finger stopped at Sholandra's tailbone. Slowly, she let it fall lower, slipping it into the crack between Sholandra's buns. Now a deep shiver gripped Sholandra, and she sighed a long, quivering, uncontrollable sigh. Already Laura's lips were on her back, on her shoulderblades, then lower, on the dimples above her ass.

"Ohhhhh... Laura... oh Jesus wow unhhhh oh!"

Now Laura forced her onto her back. She hovered over Sholandra, dangling her own breasts in Sholandra's face.

"I hope you didn't let her fuck you," she whispered.

Sholandra's dark eyes were wide and glazed. She shook her head. "No."

"She can't fuck you the way I can," Laura whispered, brushing Sholandra's face with her nipples, gasping as Sholandra caught one with her mouth.

"Oh Laura... I wouldn't be here unhhh... ohnn! Oh yes! Ohnnn god, Laura, I wouldn't here if I didn't want only you. Unghh! Oh god that feels good, oh shit, oh honey... honey... you're going to make me come again! Oh!"

Laura pulled out all the stops. Sholandra had already come eight or nine times. Laura wanted this one to make all the others pale by comparison. She fingerfucked Sholandra's ass and pussy while lip-ravishing her clit, and Sholandra erupted in a long, wrenching, sobbing climax that left her totally destroyed and whimpering in Laura's arms.

"I can't believe the way I come with you," she whispered hoarsely, minutes later, after recovering her breath.

Laura kissed her. "Please don't bring up that despicable woman again," she said softly.

But Sholandra's eyes glinted with mischief. She echoed Karen. "Maybe I should, once in a while. I like it when you get mad." She stuck her warm tongue into Laura's ear. "You fucked me hard."

"Mmmm, maybe you'd like to get even."

"I sure would," Sholandra purred.

And she did not leave until Laura had experienced the same kind of crushing climax, and lay whimpering, totally destroyed herself, in Sholandra's arms.

But after Sholandra had gone, Laura could not help remembering how she had said the same thing Karen had said, about Rhonda. I'm so jealous, she thought. They just have to mention her, and I go ballistic! I hate her. The thought of her touching Sholandra makes me physically ill. And she already has touched Yvette. And Barbara. Tried to seduce Karen. I hate her.

Fortunately, while she was in this stew, Karen phoned. She was out of town at a meeting, but missing Laura.

"Nobody can touch me the way you do," she whispered into the phone. "I want you. I want to see you on Tuesday, when I get back."

"I'll take the day off."

"Good. Me too. My plane gets in at 10:30. I'll call you."

Even though she had just been fucking all afternoon with Sholandra, Laura could feel her pussy oozing with warm fuck juices, and her breasts throbbing with heat. Karen and she didn't meet without sparks flying, and the prospect aroused her wildly.

She found herself thinking of Kim, and the fantastic double butterfly vibrator. She rummaged quickly through her purse and found Kim's phone number, which the girl had scribbled on the back of one of Laura's business cards for her. She picked up the phone.

"Hi, Laura," Kim breathed into the phone on her end. "God, I can't get you out of my mind. I never met anyone like you. My pussy just twitches and floods when I think of you."

Laura couldn't deny that she felt the same. First the thought of Karen got her going, and now Kim made it worse. She was getting horny again, even after her athletic afternoon with Sholandra.

"Listen, I want to get my hands on one of those... you know, butterfly things," Laura said, feeling guilty even though she was completely alone.

Kim giggled. "Somebody you want to try it on, eh? Don't worry, I'm not jealous."

"She always has these new gadgets. I thought... well, you know."

"You think this one'll blow her mind. Or something else, right?"

They both laughed.

"Right," Laura said.

"Well, I just so happen to have six of them. Why don't I Federal Express one to you?"

"Six?" Laura laughed. "Why do you have six?"

"Don't want to run out, right? What if one breaks?"

Laura reconsidered. The way this girl fucked, it could happen. She agreed to send Kim the money for the vibrator, and Kim said she would send it right away.

"But when am I going to see you?" Kim whined softly, insinuatingly, into the phone.

"Why don't you fly out here?"

"I can't afford it."

"You could afford Dallas."

"That was my once a year fling. Now I'm broke."

"Maybe I'll come and see you. Stay in touch, okay?"

The Federal Express package arrived two days later, and the following day was Tuesday, the day Karen would return from her trip. Laura was like a little girl anticipating a birthday party as she waited for Karen, who was taking a cab directly from the airport to Laura's apartment, to arrive.

When she did, she was exhausted from her trip, but looking great in a tan miniskirt and a peach-tinted silk blouse that hung alluringly around her jutting melon breasts.

"God, it's so good to see you!" Laura said, hugging her gingerly in the hallway before bringing her inside.

"I hope you're going to give me more than that," Karen smiled as Laura fastened the deadbolt lock.

"I am," Laura said. "But I didn't want to rape you right there in the hallway. What would the neighbors think?"

"Did I hear the word rape?" Karen's eyes sparkled. "You wouldn't be planning to tie me up and hurt me, now."

"Mmmmm, is that what you want?" Laura teased, running her finger along Karen's smooth dark cheek.

"I might be able to stand it," Karen whispered.

"Come with me," Laura said, pulling her toward the bedroom.

"Hold on," Karen said, pulling back. "I want to grab my bag."

"You won't need it," Laura said, suggestively.

Karen smiled. "Really?"

"Really."

But in Laura's bedroom, they both forgot about sex toys in their consuming need for each other. Laura shut the door and pinned Karen against it, slowly unbuttoning her silk blouse and kissing each wonderful smooth dark area of skin that appeared. Her lips descended into the deep cleavage between Karen's breasts, then rose up again to Karen's lips. It was a kiss of scorching intimacy, while Laura's fingers toyed with the clasp of Karen's bra.

Karen's dark eyes glowed with mischief. "You want them, don't you," she breathed.

Laura nodded, kissing the exposed swelling tops of Karen's breasts, down to where the bra cups began.

"Rhonda wants them too," Karen whispered. "All she can do is gawk at my boobs. She came onto me again, too. I think she really wants to fuck me, Laura. I think she really wants to get me naked and stuff my titties into her mouth, and then fuck me. What do you think?"

"I think you're a conniving little bitch who's just trying to make me so jealous and angry that I really let you have it," Laura murmured, undoing the clasp, peeling away the bra, exposing Karen's large, magnificent, jutting breasts.

"You're a mind reader," Karen said under her breath, watching Laura take her naked breasts in her hands and run her thumbs across the bulging black nipples.

"If Rhonda ever gets her mouth on these, you'd better never let me find out," Laura warned.

"Why, what will you do, hurt me?" Karen smirked, dark eyes flashing.

Laura took one firm round breast in both hands and lowered her mouth to the huge, bulging nipple. She bared her teeth, looking up from beneath her eyelashes at Karen, whose dark eyes swam with hot lust. Laura guided Karen's swollen, glossy nipple between her teeth and clamped them down gently on it.

"Ohhh!" Karen breathed excitedly.

Laura let her teeth sink further into the large, silky, pulpy bulb, hearing a tiny, tight gasp choked off in Karen's throat, feeling her body tense up.

"God, girl, I think if you fuck me with your hand, I can come right now... right here!"

Laura released Karen's swollen, wet nipple from her mouth. "I hope you don't think I'd let you off that easily," she grinned, pulling her over to the bed.

They fell on it together, kissing hungrily and tearing off each other's clothes at the same time. It quickly turned into a fucking frenzy that neither could stop, a wild, whimpering, uncontrollable orgy of hunger for each other. Clothes were torn, buttons popped loose as they devoured each other in a wild passion unequaled by anything since they had fallen to the kitchen floor fucking like two animals in heat long ago.

"Ohhnnn... oh god, unhhh... oh baby yes! Oh shit unghh! Anngghh! Oh god... oh Karen please... yes, please oh!" Laura panted, twisting and writhing, feeling Karen's entire voluptuous naked body pressed against hers as she sucked and bit the girl's marvelous swollen nipples and rubbed the warm, wet cleft of her flooding pussy.

"Oh! Unghh! Oh Jesus Laura yes yes... ohhnngg! Ungh! Ownchhh! Yes oh... oh yes ungghh! Harder, do it harder! Ungh! Oh god oh god... oh I'm going to come please please unh unh! Oh now!"

Laura had been through a few all-out, frenzied fucks before, particularly with Karen, but it seemed to her that none had been this heated and reckless and abandoned. They bit and scratched and tore at each other, whimpering hysterically and then squealing uncontrollably when they came.

And both were so sexually aroused that they came together in a hot burst of coming in under a minute. Laura nearly swallowed one of Karen's luscious nipples, while she felt Karen's teeth on her own. Their hands groped and plunged mercilessly, and wild, helpless whinnying escaped from their mouths as they fucked frantically.

Karen came first, with Laura close behind, their hysterical squeals of ecstacy filling the bedroom, drowning out the squeaking of the bedsprings as they strained and pumped and churned. Then the hot, wrenching spasms released them both, and they relaxed, panting, gasping for breath, smiling in the aftermath of the unbelievable explosions. When they had regained their breath, they kissed, infinitely tender.

"See, we don't even need all that other stuff to have the most exciting sex ever," Laura grinned.

"Hate to disappoint you, honey," Karen smirked. "But before I leave here we're both going to be sore."

Laura kissed her. "I know. But getting there will be so great."

"I want to know about your surprise," Karen said, eyes widening.

"Mmmmm, but not before I feast on these beauties," Laura said, scooping up Karen's breasts in her hands. "All that we just did went too quick. I want to torment you. I want to suck your nipples and lick your pussy."

"God, I love it when you talk dirty to me," Karen mocked, replacing Laura's hands with her own and feeding one shiny, bursting black nipple into Laura's mouth.

Laura however wasn't kidding, and she now gave Karen the most thorough fucking she could without using the things she knew they would be using later. She swarmed all over Karen's luscious body, sucking and biting her large, bursting-black-plum nipples until Karen was moaning in the throes of fierce pain/pleasure, then licking and mouth-mauling her pussy until she came unbelievably, her body flexing and straining through a sharp, scorching climax.

When it was over, Laura was so aroused that she wanted to go on to the rougher stuff at once. And of course, Karen would never turn that down. When the rope came out from under the bed, she even plumped up a couple of pillows for her head and spread her arms and legs for Laura.

"Now are you going to show me your new toy?" she asked, her voice still smoky and clotted with lust.

"You just came twice," Laura grinned. "Aren't you satisfied?"

"It only made me hornier for you," Karen whispered.

"And I sometimes think I'm a nymphomaniac," Laura said. "I'm nothing compared with you."

"Yes you are. We're two of a kind. Can't get enough. It's why we nearly kill each other each time."

Laura's mind went to the whip, which they hadn't used for a while. It was really the very bottom (or the very top, depending on how you looked at it) of their experiences together. She remembered that her pussy had been sore for a week. She also remembered that she had climaxed in horrendous fiery strings of coming, such shattering orgasms that one didn't want to risk them very often. Would they do that today too? Again?

The thought made her pussy throb and pulse wildly. Oh god! she thought, as she wrapped coils of rope around Karen's wrists and tied them to the opposite bedposts. We're so dangerous for each other!

When Karen's wrists and ankles were tied securely and she was completely spreadeagled on her back on the bed, Laura gave in to her desires and began to kiss Karen's voluptuous naked body everywhere, from her shoulders to her knees, teasing her nipples and her pussy along the way, but not lingering there long enough to give Karen any satisfaction. After about five minutes of this, Karen was shaking uncontrollably, twisting and moaning again, her dark eyes imploring Laura.

"Laura... you're so mean," she panted.

"Oh, not half as mean as you remember," Laura murmured, grabbing the long trailing end of the rope, which was only half- used. "There's two things left to tie up, and I've left them for last, because I love them the most."

Karen bit her lower lip as the coils of rope began to loop around her splendid, large breasts, making them swell, and shine, her huge nipples popping and flaring, gleaming as they expanded.

"Honey," Laura said, running her finger over them, awestruck by their bulging beauty, "you should have pictures taken of these. I don't think any of the girl's in the magazines can come close to this."

In her mind she knew that only Rina had had more beautiful breasts, and maybe Sholandra, whose nipples were nearly as big.

By now Karen was panting softly. Her smooth, palpitating belly somehow made her whole body more desireable. The wild sexual excitement in her eyes aroused Laura like gas on the fire. She coiled the white rope around each perfect breast until they were hard, shiny, bulging gourds of flesh. Karen's eyes watered as she looked down at them.

"Is it too tight?" Laura asked, not because of the pain, which Karen relished, but because they both knew by this time that sensation would be dulled if the coils were too tight.

Karen shook her head. "Just right. Oh... god!"

She quivered involuntarily as Laura bent to the swollen balls of flesh and began to lick Karen's bursting black nipples sensually with the tip of her tongue.

"Yes, I'm going to bite you, yes, I'm going to fuck you," she chanted as she toyed with Karen's luscious breasts, teasing them with her tongue, then with her teeth, making Karen gasp with anticipation.

"Oh! Oh... please! Laura... please!"

Laura dipped one finger deep into the runny, puckering cleft of Karen's oozing cunt, then brought it up to one of the girl's throttled breasts. Slowly, she rubbed the tip of her finger all over Karen's swollen areola, wetting it with Karen's own pussyjuice, touching the center stem of her nipple last, flicking it, pushing it, hearing the sharp intake of Karen's breath as she watched Laura tease her nipple.

"This kind of thing really makes you wet, doesn't it," Laura smiled.

"It makes me wet for you," Karen said, eyes throbbing. "I want you to fuck me hard."

Now Laura began to suck the pussyjuice from Karen's swollen nipple, sucking gently, then harder. Then she stopped, replenished her finger with juice, and smeared Karen's other nipple with it. She licked and sucked this one too.

"This way I get the taste of your hot pussy while I suck your delicious nipples," she purred to Karen, who was writhing and whimpering almost uncontrollably by now.

"Laura... fuck me. Please fuck me! Unhh! Oh! Unhhh! Bite me! Unghh! Oh... bite me and fuck me, please!"

"Mmmm, I've got more in store for you than that," Laura grinned, hopping off the bed and opening a dresser drawer, withdrawing the... butterfly! "Time for my surprise," she said, bringing it over to the bed.

Karen's glassy eyes widened as she saw it. Laura, as Kim had done with her, brought one of the butterflies close to one of Karen's large, swollen black nipples. She pressed it against the soft, distended bud and flicked on the switch.

"Auugnnh! Oh... shit! Unghh!" Karen gasped, nearly jumping out of her skin, as Laura had done.

Laura pulled it back. Now she licked and sucked Karen's nipple, then applied the whirring butterfly again. This time Karen gasped and whimpered with frantic sexual excitement. She began to twist and writhe as Laura did the same thing to her other nipple, and Laura realized that if she didn't stop, Karen would come just from this, in seconds.

She flicked off the switch, kissing Karen's mouth sensually. "Are you ready... are you really ready?" she murmured.

"Oh god... yes!" Karen gasped, her face frantic with need, her voice hot and thick, clogged with lust.

When Laura had done this with Kim, they had been sitting upright, face to face, on the bed. But Karen was spreadeagled on her back, and so Laura spread her own thighs wide and squatted over Karen's groin, bringing their pussies as close together as possible. Then she inserted the vibrator between them, adjusting it until both butterflies were pressing against their clits.

"Can you feel it?" she whispered.

"Yes... oh yes!" Karen gasped, delirious, squirming. "Do it!"

"Honey, it'll be fast." Laura realized she was almost as delirious with lust as Karen was.

"God, do it! Unghhhh! Oh... please!" Karen begged.

"Yes... I will, I will," Laura panted, dropping her mouth to one of Karen's bulging, shiny nipples, sucking it between her lips, teasing it with her teeth.

Then she flicked the switch. Her teeth sank into the firm, pulpy mass of Karen's large nipple at nearly the same instant. Both of them exploded in shooting stars of coming almost immediately.

The buzzing butterfly wings on their exposed clits sent hot jolts of ecstacy ripping through their bodies. Laura had to hold the vibrator in place, and she nearly came unglued as the fierce shocks began to shoot through her flesh. Karen groaned loudly, thrashing and writhing as the shattering orgasms consumed her.

"Auungghhiieeee! Oungghh! Oh... oh! Aunnnggghh!" she cried, her body wracked with fierce spasms of coming.

And Laura quickly came just as hard, once, then again, and finally she dropped the vibrator, pushing it frantically away from them on the mattress, embracing Karen completely now, her whole naked body pressed against Karen's undulating body, and they came together for the last shocking minute. Then their frantic moans and squeals subsided, and they lay locked together, gasping, panting, hearing the buzz of the butterfly monster still whirring wildly on the sheet beside them.

"Shut that fucking thing off, will you?" Karen gasped, giggling softly as Laura peeled her body off and grabbed the offending thing as if it were alive.

She shut it off and held it up for both to admire. "God, isn't it great?"

"If you want to die before you're thirty," Karen said.

Laura began to untie her wrists, but Karen purred at her, arching her back, pushing her throttled breasts up at her, trying to draw Laura's attention to them again. A very easy task.

"Don't want to stop yet?" Laura asked.

"You promised to hurt me," Karen pouted.

"I never did."

Suddenly she could see Karen's eyes fill with the deep, crackling, perverted lust they shared for one another.

"Laura," she whispered, "you know I need more."

"Why do we always have to go further?"

Karen's dark eyes were murky and hot. "Because I know what you can do for me. You've done it before." She looked down at her strangled, bulging, shiny, beautiful breasts. "My nipples don't even hurt yet."

"You want me to hurt them."

"I want you to bite them. I..." she swallowed, a hard hot pulse beating in her throat, making it temporarily hard to continue. "I want you to bite them and whip them and then... she looked further down her body to her crotch."

Laura could feel both of them go nearly faint with lust at that instant. She knew they wouldn't stop here. Slowly, as if sleepwalking, she went to the living room and picked up Karen's little bag, which she had dropped at the front door. She brought it to the bedroom and took out the thin whip with the leather pad on the end of it. She also took out Karen's harness gag, with its small red rubber ball that went into the mouth.

"I love hearing you beg... and scream," Laura murmured, lifting the tip of the whip to her tongue and licking it sensually. "I won't put on the gag until the last moment."