Jonelle went back to Dallas, Tracy moved to Monterey, and Laura found herself going weeks with sex. And not because the opportunities weren't there, especially with Karen and Barbara. But after her marathon of fucking with Barbara, Tracy, and Jonelle, Laura felt wrung out, as if she needed a rest.

She also felt emotionally drained. Of course, parting from Jonelle was the worst, a wrenching, plangent loss that was nearly as bad as the first time. But she had also grown very fond of Tracy, and the wild, frenzied sex they had shared their last time together had thrilled her. And then there was Barbara, who had seemed so quirky and weird at first, but who now was making a deeper claim on Laura's affection.

All this welter of emotion left her just as exhausted as the sex. And then, quite by accident, she ran into her old boyfriend Rob on the street one afternoon.

Both were a little uncomfortable at first. It had been almost a year since they had last seen one another, and they had split because Rob knew that Laura could never give up her girls exclusively for him. Almost instantly, her eyes dropped to his left hand and saw the gold ring there.

"You finally did it, eh?" she smiled.

He held up the hand, grinning sheepishly, yet proudly. "I told you I would," he said. "I couldn't wait for you. It might have been a long wait."

Laura grinned ruefully. She was both alarmed and pleased to find the electricity still there as their eyes locked and the current crackled. God, we nearly killed each other with fucking, back then, she remembered. No wonder we feel that way.

Rob looked great in a sharp, expensive suit. "We should have a drink," he said.

Laura looked at him pointedly. "Won't your wife be waiting?"

"Actually . . ." he looked sheepish again. "She's out of town. She's a lawyer, works for the same firm I do. She's in Miami for the week."

"Maybe we should have the drink at my place," Laura said directly, not pulling punches.

Rob grinned and straightened his necktie nervously. "Sounds like a plan," he said.

"Are you driving, or do you want me to give you a ride?" Laura asked.

He smiled, passing up the chance to make a salacious joke.

"My car is parked down the street. But I remember where you live. In fact, every time I drive by that building, I . . . well, let's just say I remember some things very vividly."

Laura nearly blushed, and flirted with him shamelessly. "Then I'll see you there in fifteen minutes."

He nodded.

Oh god, Laura thought as she drove home, it's been so long since I've been really reamed, I don't know if I'll be able to stand it. I mean, Karen and I, and Barbara and I, get kind of rough sometimes, but it's nothing like having that huge pole of gristle hammering into you.

And yet her pulse fluttered wildly at the thought. She noticed the telltale dampness in her crotch by the time she got home. She was as wet as if she were going to spend the night fucking with Karen and Barbara both.

He arrived shortly after she did, and Laura poured a glass of wine for them both. She noticed that, if anything, Rob was even more handsome than she recalled, as if marriage somehow agreed with him, and made him look even better. And, she noticed, he seemed to feel she was looking even better too.

"I actually met that woman you look like, that model," he said.

"Stephanie? How's she doing these days?"

"I met her at a cocktail party in L.A. You two could be twins."

"Did you want to sleep with her, so you could compare?" Laura teased.

Rob blushed and grinned. "My wife was there too."

"Oh. Somehow I forgot for a minute about your 'wife'. So. I hear Stephanie got her boobies pumped up."

"I . . . didn't notice," he said.

"Really? You always noticed these."

Laura looked down. She wore a silk blouse of a champagne hue. Her breasts pushed out against the silk. She unbuttoned one button, then two.

"Maybe you forgot what they look like," she murmured, her voice growing more sultry.

"Maybe I did," he swallowed.

"Want to refresh your memory?"

She didn't give him much chance to reply, noticing his fascination with her fingers as she unfastened the rest of the buttons. She wore a black bra that fastened between the cups, and as the blouse slid off her shoulders she toyed with the clip, watching his eyes.

"Maybe you'd like to do it," she smiled.

"I would," he grinned, as she came over to his chair and bent down, her rich chestnut hair falling like a shiny flag over his face.

They kissed, at first slowly, then more heatedly. Then Laura pulled away. She lifted one of his hands to the small bra catch between her breasts. He brought up his other hand too, and unfastened it, filling both palms with her warm, springy breasts as the bra cups dipped away.

She straddled his thighs and sat on him, face first, her breasts in his face, and he cradled one in both hands, sucking her nipple deep into his mouth. Laura threw her head back. It had been a long time since she had felt a man's mouth on her breasts.

She didn't know why it was different, but it was. Karen's, or Barbara's, or even Yvette's mouths could be just as fierce and hungry, but there was some hard, relentless, though also tender, quality to Rob's mouth that made her body come alive with need. She was moaning and twisting before she even realized it, hearing her own moans as if from far away. She looked down at her wet nipples as they slid out, then were sucked back into his mouth.

Rob seemed to want to swallow each of her breasts whole. He got more of each globe into his mouth than anybody ever had, and Laura's nipple would nearly explode as he drew it to the edge of his throat. She held his head in her hands, digging her fingers into his scalp and mewling deeply.

"Unhhhhh! Oh Jesus yes unnhhhhh! Oh!" She bent her mouth to his ear. "I think you better take me into the bedroom and fuck me before I explode," she whispered.

He looked up from her wet, erect nipples. "I'm almost exploding already," he said.

Quickly they made their way to Laura's bedroom. She removed her skirt and sopping-wet panties, while he took off his suit. Even though she had experienced his massive cock before, in several excruciating ways, she found her mouth dropping once again as he slid down his shorts and it popped into view. It was a stiff, purplish, jumping giant, about nine or ten inches in length, and nearly two inches thick.

"God, wifey dear must really love this," she said, falling to her knees and scooping up his fiercely stiff cock and pendulous balls in both hands, immediately taking the head of it into her mouth and swirling her tongue around it.

He sat on the edge of the bed while Laura sucked his prick energetically. After all, she thought, I don't get to do this very much, and I certainly have nothing against cock. She kissed the rigid stalk from top to bottom and back again, twirling his balls gently in her fingers, then teasing the sensitive head of his prick with her tongue until he groaned.

Now she took him deep into her mouth, sucking him gently, letting him feel the hint of her teeth on the shaft itself. Rob could only take a few minutes of this. Panting wildly, he pulled her up onto the bed too.

"I can't take much more of this," he said, his fingers biting into her flesh.

She kissed him with scorching passion. "You'd better fuck me now," she said. "Neither one of us can wait."

"Not me, that's for sure," he panted.

Laura rolled onto her back and parted her thighs. It seemed briefly odd to her that in girl-girl sex there were so many different ways to go about it, but with a man it was almost always this way, or from behind, or in the ass. That was it.

She watched while Rob guided his gigantic penis into the glistening, wet groove of her cunt, then held her breath as the whole thing slid up into her.

"Unhhh!" she gasped, feeling crammed, stuffed with it, a feeling she had not experienced for a while. "Oh shit."

Rob began fucking her hard almost immediately, and Laura went into a wild delirium of lust, groaning and churning her hips, pushing her crammed pussy up into his hammering thrusts. He didn't fuck her fast, only hard, stroking his huge, rockhard cock deep into her, his fingers digging into her ass, his sharp thrusts piercing her deep, making the distinction between pain and shocking ecstacy blur.

"Unh! Unh! Unh!" Laura grunted softly as each hammering thrust nearly knocked the breath from her, and sent flaming arrows through her throbbing pussy. "Oh! Ungghhh!"

"Oh . . . Laura!" he panted, jabbing her deeply again and again.

"Unghh! Oh . . . shit! God . . . Rob, I'm going to come! Now! Ungghh!"

Laura exploded with coming, and Rob was right behind, his cock spurting jism deep into her as he clamped her body fiercly to his, burying his prick deep in her clenching channel. It was a paralyzingly complete orgasm for them both, robbing Laura of breath even to cry out. She clawed his back convulsively and whinnied deep in her chest as spasm after spasm wracked her.

Finally the deep moans broke out of her, only as the frightening intensity began to wane.

"Ahhnnnnn! Oh Jesus . . . ohhnnnn!" she moaned, her body uncoiling from his finally as they gazed at one another.

"Laura, there's nobody like you," Rob half-groaned into her ear as they disentangled their bodies.

She nipped his jaw playfully, still pulsing, wincing as he withdrew his wet cock from her clinging cuntlips.

"Ahhhh!" she gasped.

But both of them knew this was only a warmup. They relaxed and talked in whispers, both of them realizing how special each was to the other. After about twenty minutes or so, Rob's cock began to grow stiff again, with Laura's loving attention. And this time she knew she would be seriously screwed.

He had already come once, and could take much more passionate teasing and sucking than before. She held his cock in both hands and devoured it, sucking him until he was just as urgent to fuck her as he had been earlier.

"I hope you know where I want it," she flirted, swirling her tongue around the ballooning head of his prick while looking up at him from beneath her long lashes.

"I think I know," he grinned, gasping as she took his cock deep into her mouth once again. "But tell me anyway," he panted.

"I'll show you," she winked.

Laura let go of his wet prick and quickly turned over onto her stomach, scrunching her knees up slightly, presenting her delectable, curved, shapely ass to him. Rob began to caress it, then kiss her smooth, round cheeks, then saw his wet cock up and down in the crevice between them. Laura was gripped by a fierce, exciting shiver.

"Ohhnnnn!" she moaned. "Hurry, baby, hurry. Oh god . . . there's baby oil in the bedstand."

Panting with excitement, she crawled across the bed and opened the small drawer, handing him the plastic bottle. She could see in his fiery eyes that he was as excited as she was. His already engorged cock began jumping wildly. Laura couldn't believe how she was shaking and quivering.

Rob took both pillows from the head of the bed and positioned her over them, so that her ass was perfectly placed, upraised, beautifully vulnerable.

"You're sure?" he asked, opening the small bottle.

"Yes. Hurry."

Rob knew how to hurry but prepare everything properly as well. He had fucked her this way before, and both knew what a shattering experience it was. As he poured a stream of baby oil into her asscrack and began to work two fingers into her asshole, loosening it, probing, widening it, Laura bit her lower lip and recalled the sensation of his huge cock, like a hard, fat salame, shoved deep into her ass.

Oh god . . . I may not be able to take this! she thought, almost hysterically, clenching her teeth as she felt his greased pole begin to probe between her buns. Oh shit!

"Unnnggaaungghh!" she groaned as the huge, ballooning head of his cock slipped into her rectum.

"Sorry . . . baby," Rob panted.

"Ohhhh! Do it . . . yes! Auugnnngghhh!" she gasped as the whole, massive rod slid deep into her ass.

Now she was completely impaled on it, and the white-hot pain only became remotely bearable about twenty seconds later. Hot tears squirted from her tightly-shut eyes, and she held her breath until the pain began to transform itself into a familiar weird and incredibly exciting pleasure. Rob didn't move, giving her time to get used to the feel of his gigantic organ skewering her ass.

"Oh god . . . ohhnnnn god," she moaned.

"I can take it out," Rob panted in her ear.

"No . . . no," Laura gasped, wincing and tasting her own tears on her lips. "Fuck me. Do it . . . now!"

Slowly he began to slide the enormous greased piston of his prick in and out of her flaming ass. Laura nearly fainted. Her whole body felt engorged with his massive pole, a throbbing mass of nerves, flaring and shrieking with each deep penetration. She clenched her teeth, moaning and whimpering, but wildly excited sexually, her pussy flooding with juice, her breasts aching, her nipples pulsing wildly.

She managed to get one hand down between her thighs, and two fingers into her soupy cunt, scissoring her clit with them and rubbing it slowly as Rob forced his cock in and out of her ass. The sensations were so fierce that neither one could control their movements for very long. In half a minute or so he began to fuck her harder, and Laura began to squirm, pushing her ass up into his assault, moaning piteously each time his cock hammered down into her plundered asshole.

"Unggh! Oh . . . jesus! Oungghh shit! Ungghh! Oh god . . . Rob, oh! Oh shit! Ungghh!"

His hard, huge cock slammed down into her ass again and again, piercing her body and sending shockwaves of fire through her. Laura coughed and grunted and rubbed her clit frantically, feeling the explosion approach, like a train hurtling toward her. And she knew he was going to come too because he began raping her savagely, knowing she wanted it, spearing her tortured ass with his enormous spike of a prick, stabbing it deep into her, holding her squirming hips in both hands and plunging his cock as far as it would go into her asshole, again and again.

The sensations were so excruciating and extreme that the pain of being fucked so hard blended into the fierce, shattering bliss of this endless, hammering rape. Laura's whole body felt engorged with the massive, plunging, rock-hard piston of Rob's enormous cock, and her flesh throbbed and pulsed with fiery spasms each time the gigantic rod impaled her.

Then she heard a strangled groan come from him. He buried his cock one last time deep in her flaming rectum, and she felt it spewing into her, hot creamy strings of jism squirting into the deepest recesses of her body. The feel of his hot jism spurting into her was enough to tip Laura over the edge.

She came in crushing convulsions, her shuddering body raked by fierce, almost unendurable spasms of ecstacy. The orgasm completely knocked the breath from her, and she lay face-down on the bed, her rump raised high and crammed with Rob's shooting prick, cawing for air as every inch of her flesh screamed with rapture. When her breath did return, only long, deep moans could escape from deep in her chest.

"Unhhoohhhhnn . . . oh god auungghhhhh!" she groaned, feeling her cheeks slick with tears, her cunt still pulsing and her ass throbbing wildly.

Rob had fucked her hard before, but nothing had ever come close to this. She felt lucky to still be alive after this orgasm. Very slowly, her body returned to normal. Rob inched his wilting cock out of her ass, a painful withdrawal for both of them, accompanied by mutual gasping and wincing.

Laura was too destroyed even to get up for towels. She asked him to get a couple from the bathroom, and they both gingerly mopped up the mess. Rob's cum still oozed from her ass, and she wiped away the tears that soaked her cheeks. She looked wanly at Rob.

"You really know how to give a girl a good time, don't you," she said, deadpan.

He giggled sheepishly.

"I'll bet wifey dear goes all gooey when you look at her bottom," Laura winked.

"Are you kidding?" Rob grinned. "She wouldn't let me do what we just did in a million years."

"Oh? You mean she has some objection to a small tree being rammed in and out of her pretty little butt?" Laura said.

"Now Laura. You wanted it too."

"God, yes. I did. And I'm not sorry. But next time, do you think you could put a little enthusiasm into it? My poor doctor hasn't got a fee out of me since the last time we did this."

Now Rob drew closer, affectionate again, stroking her naked ass with his fingers, then kissing it.

"You still have the most beautiful ass in creation," he murmured.

"Even better than hers?" Laura asked, sarcastically, wondering why she was feeling so jealous of Rob's wife.

"Hers is very beautiful too, but I haven't fucked it," he said. "In fact, I hate to tell you this, but you'd probably go for her. She's . . . how shall I say it? Your type."

"You mean she's black?"

He nodded. "Not really dark, you know. Her skin is like coffee with cream. But she's very beautiful."

"I'll bet. Good thing I've never seen her. I'd have to be jealous of you both."

Laura wanted to find out more, but she purposely changed the subject, feeling very uncomfortable suddenly. They joked and dozed and then awoke and made love this time, letting their feelings for each other into it. Both had sublime, powerful orgasms, and Laura was very grateful to him for this encounter. She felt sad when he left but couldn't stop herself from thinking about how it would be to go to bed with Rob and his new black wife at the same time.

Oh, you wicked pervert! she thought.