Circumstances intervened, and it was a week before she saw Karen again, running into her at work. Laura had not had sex between Chanitra and this meeting, and so she felt a sharp, almost irresistible lust for Karen when they ran across each other in the hallway.

"God," Karen whispered to her, eyes smoky and throbbing, "you look like you need it as much as I do."

"How long has it been?"

"I'm wet, just looking at you."

Laura felt the same. Karen wore a sweater that revealed the outlines of her bra cups, and as usual, her bra was a size too small, emphasizing the swelling, bursting quality of her large breasts. Laura wanted to taste them again. She wanted the big, soft, black nipples in her mouth. She wanted to hear Karen beg her to bite them, as she knew Karen would.

"I can't wait," she whispered to Karen.

"We could take the afternoon off sick."

"And just fuck and fuck."

"Meet me at my place at one o'clock."

Laura nodded, trying to keep her hands from shaking with excitement as they parted.

She was like a small child, her stomach full of butterflies, her pulse racing, as she knocked on Karen's apartment door. Already she was wet too, from anticipation. She loved doing it with Yvette, with Chanitra, with Sandra and Shawn, but she and Karen shared shared raw, unadulterated, totally depraved sex, and little else. When they were alone and naked together, anything might happen, and the resulting orgasms were monumental, frequent, excruciating, sometimes even painful, but most of all unforgettable.

But, after letting her in, the first thing Karen said to her was, "Are you screwing Yvette Farmer?"

Laura blushed and looked away. "Why, do you know her? I didn't even know you knew her."

"Honey," Karen smiled, "the black sisters all know each other. We may not be hot buddies, but we know each other. She's married and has a young daughter. You lecherous old white bitch, you ought to be ashamed."

She kissed Laura with familiarity, then with more intense passion. Then she pulled back.

"Is she good?" she asked.

"She's very lovely," Laura said softly. "You can see that. Why, do you want her yourself? I thought you said you like white girls."

Karen smiled. "How do you think she'd react to both of us at once?"

"She's very . . ."

"Square?"

Laura nodded.

"And you don't want to share her. I understand."

"Why did you bring her up? How did you know?"

"Actually, I saw her looking at you, a few days ago. She was eating you up with her eyes. I got jealous. Can you believe that? I thought to myself, Yvette, you go back to your husband and leave Laura to me. She's mine."

Laura smiled, flattered. "Jealous?"

"Nobody can do what you and I do," Karen said under her breath, her eyes fiery with sex.

Now Laura kissed her, teasingly, then aggressively. "You want me to tie you up and fuck you," she said.

"I should be doing it to you, you cradle-robber," Karen breathed. "You wife and mother fucker."

"If you keep insulting me like that," Laura teased, "I might have to . . . hurt you."

Karen's eyes rolled up behind her lids, but she tried to stay in control. "Come to the bedroom," she said, pulling Laura's arm.

As she always did, for some reason, Karen closed the door behind them. She pulled her sweater over her head and tossed it in a chair. Laura could feel the lust quotient in the small bedroom go up five notches. Slowly, she removed her silk blouse. Looking hotly at one another, they both removed their skirts.

Then, still dressed in her underwear, Karen went to the closet. She returned with a valise. Out of it she took several long leather thongs, each one four to five feet long. Laura's pussy was so wet that the warm nectars were running down her thigh.

"Where do you get these things?" she asked in a weak voice.

Karen's eyes flared. "I'll show you my catalog some time."

She tossed the thongs onto the bed. Laura approached her, walked behind her, unfastened Karen's bra clasp. She did it very slowly, pressing her lips to Karen's naked back at the same time, kissing the smooth dark skin. The thin shoulder straps of the bra slid slowly down Karen's arms.

Laura's arms encircled her from behind. With her sensitive fingertips, she caressed the firm muscles of Karen's midriff, bringing her hands up slowly. God, I love this girl's body, she thought. When her knuckles brushed the round undersides of Karen's full breasts, she turned her hands over and cupped them from beneath. Her lips had reached the nape of Karen's neck, and she sucked the skin into her mouth and bit it gently while rolling Karen's large, soft nipples in her fingers.

Karen's knees sagged, and she nearly fainted from the onrush of sweet, intense sensations. But Laura held her up, then eased her over to the bed, turning her, pushing her down onto her back. She knew they had all afternoon, that an exhausting marathon of fucking lay ahead of them, but she hadn't had this opportunity for a long time, and she wanted all of Karen's body right now.

Before getting on the bed too, she skimmed Karen's panties down her legs and off. Then she scooped up the girl's large, firm breasts in her hands and sucked one swollen black nipple deep into her mouth.

"Ohhnnnnnn!" Karen moaned. "Oh . . . Laura! Ohhnnnn! Nobody does it like you, Laura. God, yes!"

Laura held both beautiful breasts in her hands, kissing them all over and sucking Karen's nipples until Karen was quivering uncontrollably, watching Laura suck her, writhing and whimpering urgently.

Laura wanted to keep doing it, and she knew Karen wanted her to, but they both also knew there would be plenty more. They would not quit fucking until neither one could sit up any more. And so, when she knew Karen was on the verge of coming, she quickly slid between Karen's thighs and stabbed her tongue deep into Karen's open pussy and sucked Karen's clit hungrily. And Karen spilled over with hot, rapturous coming, moaning and shuddering.

"Auunnggghh! Oh! Oh . . . god oh yes unngghhhh! Oh Laura ohhnngghhhh! Oh! Oh!"

Still groggy minutes later from her orgasm, Karen kissed Laura and noticed that Laura was still wearing her bra and panties.

"You're cheating," she grinned.

"No, I'm not," Laura said. "I'm just teasing you." She reached for the leather thongs Karen had brought out. "You don't get any of me until you're . . ."

They both looked significantly at the thongs. Laura took one from the group and looped it around Karen's left breast. She cinched it tight, but not too tight. Karen's big glossy nipple expanded and protruded. Laura bent her head and touched it with the tip of her tongue, bringing a shiver to Karen, whose eyes grew glassy with lust.

Now, slowly, Laura coiled the thong around both of Karen's luscious breasts. Both of them had done this to one another before, and had learned exactly how to do it: just tight enough to enhance the excitement, to make the nipples swell, but not tight enough to deaden the sensations. Laura knotted the thong in the deep valley between Karen's strangled breasts.

"In the bag," Karen whispered hoarsely. "Handcuffs."

"Handcuffs?"

Laura's pluse raced wildly. They had never gone this far before. Handcuffs. In Karen's sex goody bag, she found a pair of fur-lined handcuffs.

"Are you sure?" she asked.

Karen nodded. "Only with you," she whispered.

Laura slipped them through a brass rail in the headboard of Karen's bed, then snapped Karen's wrists into the fur cuffs. Raising her arms up over her head this way made her throttled breasts jut out provocatively, and it was all Laura could do to keep her mind on her business.

In the bag she also found a ball gag of red rubber. She debated putting it on right now, then decided to wait. Grabbing more leather thongs, she tied Karen's calves to her thighs. Then, she ran one thong alongside Karen's fat, oozing pussy, all the way up to her shoulder and down her back, then up the other side of her pussy, tying the thong behind Karen's neck.

"Do you want me to put in the gag now?" she asked softly.

"No, I want you to take off your underwear," Karen said, her eyes flaming with wild sex.

"Mmmmm, I think I can get you to ask for the gag."

"Please," Karen implored her. Karen's eyes throbbed with excitement.

Very slowly, Laura inched her panties down her thighs. She enjoyed stripping for Karen, and did it with great skill. When her panties came off, she wadded them into a ball and masturbated with them, watching Karen's face. Then she took the wadded ball, damp with her pussyjuices, and rubbed it across Karen's bulging nipples.

Karen's eyes rolled upward. "I can't stand it," she panted.

"You have to."

"Fuck me. Please."

"Mmmmm, what a greedy little tart," Laura teased. "I fucked you a few minutes ago, and you still want more."

"Yes. Please."

Laura dipped her face to Karen's gorgeous, hard-swollen breasts. She took one bursting nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it, digging her fingers into the taut gourd of Karen's breast, then sucking hard, so hard that Karen cried out.

"Annggghh . . . oowwnnncchhh!"

Tears came to her eyes, but her face was torn with ecstacy.

"Do it," she begged hoarsely. "Harder. Do it. Bite it."

"Are you sure you don't want me to put the gag on?"

"Yes . . . please," Karen panted.

"Mmmmmm," Laura smiled, "but don't you want to feel my body all over your body first?"

"Oh god . . . Laura, yes!" Karen gasped.

Now Laura had Karen where she wanted her, for this stage. Karen was taut and quivering with need. Slowly, Laura removed her bra, letting Karen enjoy every smallest movement, from the thin straps sliding down her arms to the cups falling away, exposing Laura's exquisite naked breasts.

Now she was completely naked too, and Karen's lust-glazed eyes devoured her body. She leaned forward, dragging her breasts across Karen's hard, bulging globes, brushing her soft, coral nipples against Karen's bursting black plums. Karen sighed, quivering with excitement. Next Laura raised her body and brushed Karen's face with her naked breasts. She let Karen suck one of her nipples, moaning wildly as Karen's lips enclosed it and drew it deep into her warm, wet mouth.

"Ohhnnnnnn!" she moaned, throwing her head back, pushing her breast into Karen's mouth.

Karen sucked it hard, until Laura pulled it away, teasing Karen with her other breast but not letting the girl get her lips around the nipple. Finally, she gave Karen a scorching kiss, mashing their naked breasts together, then reached down for the ball gag. She fastened it in place, feeling Karen's sexual need elevate another two notches as the clasp locked.

Rummaging in the sexual goody bag, she came across the small saddle-with-rubber-spike they had used in their last sexual encounter, and then another device: a similar thing, but this time with two thick, erect rubber cocks standing up from it, obviously meant for one thing only. She held it up, grinning, and Karen's contorted face showed that she enthusiastically agreed.

"Oh baby, you want me to fuck you with this and bite your big nipples at the same time, don't you," Laura whispered as she began greasing the rear-most rubber phallus with the K-Y jelly she had also found in the bag.

She had a momentary pang of jealousy as she imagined Karen taking this bag full of wonders along with her to other sexual encounters. But then she remembered how Karen had said she would never trust anyone to do this but Laura. Laura knew she felt the same. She spread the slippery jelly on two of her fingers and slid them between Karen's gorgeous buns, watching the agonizing thrill seize Karen's face as they penetrated her tight asshole.

"We've got to get you ready," she murmured, leaning forward and teasing Karen's swollen, bursting nipples with her tongue as she fucked the girl's ass with her fingers to open it for the fat dildo.

Now Karen began to mewl and writhe, her hips grinding as her ass loosened some for its next visitor. Laura knew she was about to peak, to come in shocking convulsions, but she didn't want it to arrive prematurely. She pulled back, letting Karen watch her slather the dildo with slippery jelly, feeling the anticipation build in both of them. They knew it would be good, they knew it would be horrifically explosive, but she wouldn't let them have it until they were both about to faint with desire.

Finally, she brought the huge dildo down to its target and slowly introduced the greased rubber pole into Karen's waiting asshole. Even though she must have felt it before, Laura thought, tears immediately squirted from Karen's eyes as the monster penetrated her.

"Unngghmmofgghh!" she groaned into the ball gag.

It really was an ass-splitter, Laura realized, and she was very careful inching it in. The other rubber cock was attached so closely that it went into Karen's pussy at the same time. She was impaled on the two rubber prongs, and the sight of her ass and pussy stuffed with them made Laura's hot blood race and throb.

Karen's glazed eyes implored her, and Karen's tightly-bound body strained and writhed, her gorgeous, throttled breasts bursting, her large, gleaming nipples popping. Laura knew she was going to come, any second. She pressed top part of her thigh into the curved back of the double-dildo, ramming it deep into Karen and falling with her mouth on the girl's luscious, strangled breasts at the same time.

Knowing exactly what the girl wanted, she sucked one ballooning black nipple deep into her mouth, sinking her teeth into it and hearing Karen's clotted cries as she squirmed and whimpered with urgent passion. And now Laura really began to fuck Karen the way she knew Karen craved to be fucked.

Jamming her thigh into Karen's crotch in a way that reminded her of Brandi so acutely that her own cunt throbbed and gushed with juice, she held the hard, swollen gourds of Karen's strangled breasts in her hands and tore at Karen's bulging nipples with her lips and teeth. She didn't know where the savagery in her came from, but knowing Karen loved and needed it didn't hurt, and she raped and sexually brutalized her lover even more viciously than she had in the past.

In only about five seconds, as Laura's teeth sank into Karen's other nipple, Karen exploded in a fierce, rupturing orgasm that nearly made her faint. Her body strained, arched, then buckled into wild, churning spasms. Strangled cries of ecstacy, muffled by the gag, tried to get out of her chest and throat.

And Laura, insanely aroused herself, kept fucking the girl brutally, ramming her thigh up into Karen's pussy and ass, forcing the dildos in deep, and digging her fingers into the hard balls of Karen's throttled breasts, and sucking and biting Karen's nipples sharply, bringing the undulating, quivering, moaning girl to climax after crushing climax.

She lost count of how many times Karen came before she slumped helplessly to the bed and Laura had to unfasten the gag quickly before she suffocated from panting into the ball. Karen's cheeks were wet with tears. She mewled softly as the aftershocks of coming still shook her. Laura quickly untied the thongs and kissed the pinches they had made in Karen's deliciously smooth black skin. She pulled the monstrous twin dildos out of Karen's groin. She was quivering with pent-up need herself since she had not yet come, having been overwhelmed by the fury of her attack, too busy fucking Karen to notice her own terrible need.

But now it washed over her, and she trembled as she realized that now it was her turn. She had treated Karen with ingenious brutality, and knew she could expect the same. It would hurt. Karen's eyes burned into hers. Laura couldn't wait.

"Fuck me," she whispered hoarsely. "Please."

Karen nodded, blinking back the tears. "God . . . I nearly fainted," she said softly.

"I know."

"You never fucked me that hard."

"You just forget."

"Sex between us is as raw as it gets."

"I know."

"Not even a gangbang is this . . ."

"Hot?"

Karen nodded. "And hard."

Her eyes smoking, Karen picked up one of the thongs that Laura had just unwound from her body. Slowly, letting them both enjoy the implications, she tied Laura's wrists to her ankles, while Laura leaned back on her knees. Then Karen propped two stout feather pillows behind Laura's back to keep her in a half-reclining position.

Next, on her own knees, she pushed her breasts into Laura's face, brushing Laura's lips with her nipples, taunting Laura.

"You tried to bite them off," she said, her eyes glowing with danger. "You really wanted to hurt me, didn't you."

"Yes."

"You want me to hurt you back, don't you."

"Yes!"

Picking up another long thong, Karen looped it around Laura's exquisite young breasts, making them swell and discolor. Laura's large coral nipples expanded and protruded. Karen knotted the thong, then rubbed her own nipples against Laura's. Laura trembled with excitement.

"Oh!" she sighed involuntarily.

"You're close, aren't you?"

Laura nodded wildly, panting with need.

"Fucking me made you hot. Raping me, biting my boobs, it made you want to have it too, didn't it?"

"Yes! Please! God . . . Karen, please!"

"You can come if I just blow on your pretty little clit, can't you. You can come if I just lick your nipples like this."

Karen didn't waste any time. She knew Laura could come in seconds, if properly triggered. Her mouth on Laura's nipples brought Laura to a frenzy of whimpering and pleading. Karen's hand dropped to Laura's dripping pussy and at the same moment she let her teeth sink deep into one of Laura's throbbing nipples. At the same instant, her fingers scissored Laura's clit and yanked it viciously.

"Auungghhnnnggiiieeee!" Laura cried out as a sharp uprush of coming wrenched her trussed body.

She came in blinding hot spasms, groaning and shuddering. But it was clear that Karen was only getting started. Laura knew that Karen loved to fuck her, and she was still recovering from her climax as Karen maneuvered her body until she was face down on the bed, her ass sticking high up into the air because her wrists were tied to her ankles.

Before she knew it, Karen's tongue was fucking her asshole and Karen's fingers were raping and tweaking her pussy. Karen fucked her so forcefully that she was coming again in under a minute.

Still panting from her second climax, she felt the gag going into her mouth. Karen quickly fastened it behind her head, and Laura knew that she was in for it now. In short order, Karen fucked Laura seven ways from Sunday, using the two dildos to brutally induce three more orgasms, then turning Laura over again and assaulting her strangled, bulging breasts, biting them while hand- fucking Laura into two more orgasms.

Then she slid between Laura's thighs and fucked Laura's ass roughly with a new dildo, which had a rubber-spiked ball on the end of it, while passionately sucking Laura's clit at the same time. Laura had four excruciating climaxes and would have begged her to stop right then had she not been gagged. But Karen was not finished.

She grabbed the old double dildo from the bag that they had used before, on earlier occasions. All this fucking of Laura had aroused her again too, and she pushed it into Laura's pussy and into her own, then began raping them both, falling on Laura's tortured nipples with her lips and teeth again at the same time. After a few minutes of this, they both came again, three times in a row, in stupendous, shattering climaxes that left them weeping and groaning in the aftershocks of ecstatic bliss.

Laura had come twelve times in about thirty minutes, and her body wouldn't take any more. She nearly passed out, going totally limp as Karen untied her and began to kiss her weals and raw spots.

"Oh god . . . honey, did I do it too hard?" she murmured, shocked at the expression on Laura's face.

She kissed the circles the thongs had made under Laura's breasts, and gently brushed with her lips Laura's ravaged nipples. Laura winced. But she didn't regret for a second what they had done.

She kissed Karen. "I'm almost afraid to fuck with you," she confessed. "We get so rough, and yet I almost die with coming."

But Karen was full of guilt. "I did it too hard. I can still see my teeth in your nipples."

"They hurt," Laura nodded.

"You want to make mine hurt?"

"You mean they don't already?"

"Not enough." Karen's eyes burned. "I'll bet Yvette Farmer wouldn't hurt you like that. Or that teenager with the great body."

"Why do you bring them up?"

Karen's eyes watered briefly, but she sucked back her tears. "Jealousy. Plain and simple."

Laura pushed her down and kissed her, pinning her wrists to the mattress. She dropped her mouth to Karen's breasts.

"Didn't you think I might want to get even?"

"Hoped you would."

"Want me to tie them up?"

Karen shook her head. "Just let them know how much you love them."

"Mmmmmm," Laura hummed, licking one big nipple and then nearly swallowing it as she sucked it so deeply into her mouth that Karen yelped involuntarily.

Karen, of course, was already aroused again from the fearful fucking she had just given Laura, and Laura's mouth on her nipples quickly had her squirming and moaning. In under a minute Laura had Karen coming again, ramming the heel of her hand into Karen's swollen clit and biting her nipples enough to make them hurt as Laura's did. The pain was a dangerous elixir to Karen, who came rapturously, her screams so loud that Laura had to push a pillow briefly over her mouth to muffle them.

Finally, they melted together into the slow, undulating, healing fuck that always terminated the hot savagery of their couplings. It was always so sweet and intense that Laura knew why they endured the pain, if only to get to this. Soon they were sharing a long, feathery, throbbing orgasm that seemed to weld their naked flesh together so completely that each one knew she could never forsake the other. When it was over, their cheeks were both wet, and they were nearly speechless.

Only later, when Laura dressed to leave, did they trust themselves to speak.

"One thing about fucking with you," Laura said, wryly. "I can't forget it for days. It's in my body."

"Still hurt?"

"My ass feels like a cannon exploded inside it."

Karen kissed her feelingly. "I think you made one of my nipples bleed, that last time."

"I'm sorry."

"I'm going to lick it for days," Karen said, her eyes sparkling.

"Why do we mistreat each other so?"

"It makes me die with coming."

Laura smiled, ruefully. "Me too."

"Don't stay away."

"Only until we both heal."

Karen's eyes burned into hers, not allowing any dishonesty. "Or until we can't stand being apart any more."

"Yes."

"Enjoy your teenager."

"Jealous again?"

"Yes. You think she'd go for both of us together?"

Laura couldn't conceal her smile. She knew Chanitra, the little sex fiend, would probably jump at the chance to go to bed with Laura and Karen at the same time.

"Mmmmm. She might," she tantalized Karen. "But as far as I know, she doesn't like pain. Not the way you do."

"But she likes pussy," Karen said.

Laura winked. "Mine, at least."

"Why don't you feel her out? God . . . she's got a perfect body."

"I'll let you know, darling." Laura kissed her. "Don't let anybody hurt you but me."

"I won't. You know that."