Temporarily satiated by her small, enthusiastic orgy with Chanitra, Laura didn't remember for two days what Chanitra had suggested about doing another sandwich with Karen. The thought heated her up promptly again, and she could think of nothing else for a few days, until one evening her phone rang, and it was Brandi.

"Oh god, Brandi, I thought you'd disappeared off the face of the earth," she said.

"You could've called," Brandi teased.

"You told me not to. Your husband, remember?"

There was a painful silence on Brandi's end. "I remember."

Laura was flustered. She wanted to be friendly, and yet she felt a hot, insistent fluttering deep inside her pussy, which meant more than friendly to her. And yet Brandi was thousands of miles away in Flint, Michigan.

"Ahem," Brandi broke the silence. "I believe you owe me some congratulations."

"Oh god, did I miss it again?"

"I'm the six-time winner," Brandi said, almost unable to control her pride. "The only one ever to win six times."

"God, I want to squeeze you."

"You do?"

"I want to do everything to you," she said, lowering her voice, as if anyone could hear her in her own apartment.

"I hope you do," Brandi said. "I'm counting on it."

"What do you mean?"

"I won thirty-five grand in this contest. The flight out there is only four hundred bucks."

"Oh, are you coming out here to visit me?" Laura said, smiling and eager.

"Just waiting for you to give me the okay."

"I could take a few days off. Want to drive down to Carmel?"

"Long as I can spend every waking minute naked in the bed with you," Brandi whispered into the phone.

"Guaranteed," Laura breathed. "How soon can you get here?"

"How about tomorrow afternoon?"

"I'll meet you at the airport."

Laura rented a beach-front motel room in Carmel, and they drove there directly from the airport. The drive was not easy for either one since the sexual tension was almost unbearable.

"How far is this Carmel?" Brandi asked crossly, looking at Laura as Laura drove.

Laura felt she was on the verge of being raped by this strong, gorgeous woman. "Do you want me to take a side road and pull over so you can kiss me?" she teased.

"Yes. Do you realize we haven't seen each other in nearly a year?"

"I hope we don't hurt each other."

When they finally did get there, they both had to exert extra self-control not simply to dash into the motel room and rape each other violently, to the accompaniment of wild shrieks of ecstacy that would certainly alarm the management and neighbors. Finally they were inside the room, alone together. Brandi pulled the drapes while Laura started to unpack one bag.

"That'll wait, won't it?" Brandi asked, turning from the drapes.

She was absolutely stunning in a short white skirt and a sleeveless jersey that showed off her sleek, muscular arms. Laura smiled.

"It'll wait."

"Pretty white lady, I be dying to get naked with you," Brandi grinned, calling Laura by her affectionate name for the first time.

Laura smiled, blooming all over with love and lust. "Aren't you going to show me the body that won Ms. Olympia more times than anyone else?"

"You're just like all the rest, aren't you," Brandi smiled. "You want to eat my body with your eyes and then drag me down on the bed and fuck me."

Still smiling, Laura nodded slowly. Brandi began a slow, tantalizing striptease, removing her skirt and shoes first, then reaching both hands behind her back to unzip her jersey.

"Don't seem to be able to do this," she grinned. "Could you help?"

Laura went over to her. "I think I can get it," she said.

She slowly unzipped the zipper from the top, first kissing the nape of Brandi's neck as it came into view, then sensually licking each inch of the smooth dark skin of Brandi's back as the zipper slid down. Brandi shivered as Laura's tongue dipped under her shoulderblades.

"Jesus, you giving me goosebumps, pretty white lady," she sighed.

The zipper stopped just above Brandi's bra strap. Laura slowly pulled up the jersey from the bottom and over Brandi's head. Now Brandi was naked except for her black lace bra and bikini panties.

"Do you always dress this sexy?" Laura teased, kissing her neck, toying with her bra clasp.

"Did you forget?" Brandi grinned, bending her head back so that Laura's lips could reach more of her deliciously smooth neck.

"I could never forget you for a second," Laura breathed, unclasping Brandi's bra and letting it slide down her arms.

Instead of immediately cupping Brandi's small naked breasts with her hands, she let them run over the hard, smooth ripples of Brandi's incredible stomach, her fingertips brushing the velvet skin and caressing the phenomenal muscles.

"God . . . what an incredible body," she whispered.

Her hands finally reached Brandi's small, perfect breasts and squeezed them. By now Brandi had twisted her head so that they were kissing, slowly, then more passionately, then hungrily, even voraciously. Brandi turned and began to tear at Laura's clothes. Laura helped her, and without ceasing to kiss, she too was down to her panties in only seconds.

Now what she had half-feared and half-craved began happening, as they could restrain themselves no longer. Laura had forgotten the sheer mass of Brandi's body, bulked with hard muscles, her shoulders huge, her waist tiny, her thighs . . . shockingly massive, shapely, black, shiny and . . .

Oh god . . . fucked by Ms. Olympia's thigh again! she thought, feeling herself grow faint in anticipation.

They tumbled together onto the bed, their hands running excitedly all over each other's naked flesh, their tongues dancing and probing. Brandi's mouth quickly found Laura's breasts, sucking them hard and insistently.

"Oh Laura . . . oh Laura . . . I've wanted you so much," she murmured. "I've . . . dreamed of this."

Laura's hand caressed Brandi's huge, amazing, hard thigh, giving her a sharp flutter deep in her pussy as she anticipated what would soon be hers. Then her fingers found Brandi's very wet, very warm pussy.

"Ahhh!" Brandi gasped, her body clenching. "Don't touch it! Don't touch it, I'll come! Oh honey . . . I'm so close! I'll come if you touch it!"

"I want you to come," Laura giggled deep in her throat, pushing Brandi onto her back, not an easy task since Brandi was so strong.

"Not yet. I want to enjoy you first."

"You'll have days to enjoy me," Laura whispered, already kissing the incredible muscle ridges of Brandi's stomach, her smooth belly, then arriving at the fresh, black-lipped open wet rose of her pussy.

She wasted no time, slithering her tongue deeply into it, feeling Brandi's incredible body arch and quiver uncontrollably.

"Oh! Oh!" Brandi gasped.

Then Laura brought her tongue out and up, stabbing Brandi's swollen clit with it wildly, passionately. Brandi's breath caught in her throat. She came in a quick rush.

"Auunngghhh!" she cried out, her beautiful, grotesque, glossy body straining, jerking in a sharp spasm of rapture, then straining again, then shuddering as the spasms came more quickly. "Auunggg! Oh! Oh god . . . Laur---, unghhh! Oh! Aunnggghh!"

She came violently, a sharp, wrenching climax, groaning and shuddering, finally panting and going slack, her eyes glassy as she gazed into Laura's. It was almost a minute before she could speak. Then, she rolled Laura onto her back and slid immediately down between Laura's thighs.

"Laura, I've waited almost a year for this," she breathed.

"Ohhnnnn Jesus . . . Brandi!" Laura gasped, overcome by the passion of Brandi's hungry mouth on her pussy.

It was a total mouth-rape. Brandi devoured Laura's wet, throbbing pussy in a way Laura had rarely experienced. She sucked and tongue-raped it until Laura spilled over in a hot rush of coming almost before she knew what was happening. Her body simply erupted in hot streams of fire, and she turned her head sideways, pushing her face into a nearby pillow to muffle her screams.

"Annghh! Oh! Unnnggmmnniiieee!" she cried out, her body writhing sharply as the spasms wracked her.

She came hard, but it wasn't enough for her, or for Brandi. They were so hungry for each other that in seconds, with Laura still tingling from her orgasm, they were embracing, squirming together, kissing heatedly, their fingers digging into one another's flesh.

"Oh god, oh Laura, oh I missed you!" Brandi panted, then nearly swooned as Laura sucked one of her nipples deep into her mouth for the first time. "Unhhhh!"

"Oh baby . . . oh Brandi!" Laura panted back. "Fuck me hard . . . harder, yes! Ungghh!"

"Unh! Unh! Ohnngghh! Unh!" Brandi grunted softly, gyrating her hips, driving her pussy into Laura's plunging hand, biting Laura's neck in a wild fit of passion.

Brandi's hand also raped Laura's pussy roughly, and the two them whimpered and moaned uncontrollably, their bodies pumping, their hands flying.

"Oh god . . . kiss me baby I'm going to come again!" Laura panted.

"Yes . . . yes me too!" Brandi gasped.

They kissed, their tongues snaking together just as a fierce mutual orgasm engulfed them both. They came as if they were one person, their quivering bodies interlocked, their mouths glued together, groaning and kissing and gasping and panting and whimpering as the spasms tore at their throbbing flesh. Finally, they slowly released their grip on each other, slowly coming apart.

"I told you we were going to hurt each other," Laura murmured into Brandi's marvelous, beautiful black ear.

Brandi grinned, still partially breathless. "You know, all year I get laid once, maybe twice a week. My husband is very busy, and I'm always working out. We don't see each other that often. Sometimes I come, sometimes I pretend. Then, with you, I have two orgasms in less than five mintues."

"Mmmmmm," Laura nuzzled her neck. "Maybe you'd like to try for three."

"All you want to do is get this muscle queen into bed and fuck her to death, right?" Brandi smiled broadly.

"Not to death," Laura purred. "Just fuck her. And fuck her some more."

Brandi grew kittenish, seductive. Already very aware of of the bizarre attraction her body held for nearly everyone, she knew especially how it aroused Laura.

"Don't tell me," she whispered, "that you want to lick me all over."

"Mmmmmm," Laura purred again, beginning to do it, starting with Brandi's ears, then moving to her neck and shoulders.

"No one ever licked me but you," Brandi shivered, lying back and yielding her spectacular body completely to Laura.

"Nobody ever loved you like I do," Laura purred, now licking Brandi's black, puffy nipples, bringing soft moans of deep pleasure from Brandi.

Now the first, hot urgency was gone, and Laura could take her time. She spent nearly ten minutes on Brandi's small breasts and large nipples, making love to them with extravagant tenderness and ingenuity. Brandi enjoyed watching, and with Laura's help she scrunched up some pillows at the head of the bed to support her head.

"Pretty white lady," she gasped softly, "you could make me come just by doing that."

"I know I could," Laura whispered.

She sucked one nipple deep into her mouth, then let it slowly escape, catching it with her teeth, looking up under her lashes into Brandi's eyes. Then she did the same thing with Brandi's other nipple. Brandi went wild, biting her lower lip, wincing slightly in anticipation, as if Laura were going to bite her.

But instead Laura tormented her beautiful breasts in more ingenious ways. She kissed them and kneaded them, now withdrawing from Brandi's swollen, excited nipples until Brandi was almost begging to have them sucked again. Then she began gently pinching Brandi's nipples, making her eyes water and quick, sharp gasps come from her throat.

"Oh god . . . unhhh! Oh god, Laura . . . !"

"You are going to come, aren't you," Laura confirmed.

"Yes!"

"Ohhh . . . but not until I say so," Laura smiled, kissing Brandi's mouth, stroking other parts of the fantastic body.

"Nobody ever touched my boobs the way you do," Brandi panted.

"They must be crazy," Laura breathed. "I like to kiss them . . . and suck them like this . . . and like this . . ."

"Unhh! Oh god . . ." Brandi twisted, looking down at Laura's mouth on her wet nipples. "God, Laura, suck me hard! I'm going to come! Please!"

For the first time, Laura began to treat her a little more roughly, remembering how Brandi had once bragged about her ability to bear pain. Laura bunched up the firm flesh of one small breast in both hands and teased Brandi's bursting, pointing nipple with her teeth.

"Ooohhhh!" Brandi grimaced. "Oh! Oh! Don't . . . do it, oh . . . yess! Go ahead! God, Laura . . . I'm going to come!"

"Not yet . . . not yet," Laura smiled, knowing she was in control.

Brandi was close, but Laura held the strings. She did the same thing with Brandi's other exquisite breast, and Brandi whimpered, eyes widening as she watched her nipple disappear into Laura's mouth.

"Ohhnnn . . . Jesus!" she gasped.

"I'm going to make you come without even touching your pussy," Laura murmured.

"Ain't gonna be hard . . . uhhh . . . pretty white unghhh oh! God, Laura, yes, please!" she panted deliriously, her delicious heavily-muscled gleaming body twisting and writhing.

It took Laura several more minutes to actually make it happen. Brandi had already come several times, and so her original hair- trigger sensitivity was gone. But her body was still marvelously responsive to Laura's caresses, and her breasts were very sensitive.

Laura sucked and tongued and squeezed them patiently, until she could see the glassiness in Brandi's dark eyes, and hear the labored, frenetic chuff of her breath, and feel the tension in her body. When she knew Brandi had reached the point of no return, she cranked up the heat. She began to pinch and bite the shiny wet cones of Brandi's black nipples, driving the girl to a fever pitch of need. Brandi's hips churned and quivered spasmodically, thrusting helplessly into the air, as if she were pumping herself into a climax.

Then she grimaced and moaned. Her body seized up suddenly, without warning, and she came.

"Ungghhh!" she cried out. "Ohnngg! Auungghhhh! Oh!"

It was a long, wrenching, almost agonizing orgasm during which Laura continued to assault her delicious wet nipples, pinching and squeezing Brandi's breasts sharply while sinking her teeth into the erect black buds, not viciously, but not playfully either. Brandi came in sharp, quivering spasms, then finally fell back to the bed, gasping and whimpering. She was a wreck, and moaned softly, still shuddering periodically, as Laura carefully wiped the saliva from her tormented breasts.

But it only took a few minutes for her strength to return. She embraced Laura tightly, kissing her aggressively.

"Pretty white lady, my titties are yours forever," she said, with wide eyes. "I thought you had already made me come every way possible . . . and now look what you did to me."

"Was it good?" Laura smiled.

"Mmmmm," Brandi nuzzled Laura's neck. "I think I can show you how good it was."

A sharp, involuntary shiver gripped Laura's body as she realized that what she had been not even daring to think of was now going to happen. She gulped. Brandi could see the wild, even half- crazy sexual need suddenly appear in Laura's eyes.

"You want it, don't you," she whispered into Laura's ear, following the words with her tongue.

Laura shivered again. "I want it," she whispered back. "I want you to do it to me . . . hard."

They both looked down at Brandi's incredible thighs, glossy and huge and bulging with muscle, fiercely muscular and yet strangely beautiful in the curves and cambers of flesh, hard but smooth, the taut skin dark and velvety. Brandi flexed them, and the visible tensile strength beneath the skin made Laura's throat catch. She could feel her pussy throbbing, running with juice. One of those incredible muscles would be pressed against her vulnerable pussy within minutes, and she would be dying of coming, orgasms she had only dreamed of in the past year, Olympian orgasms that had once or twice made her pass out, they were so strong. Only the orgasms she experienced in the depths of sado-masochistic perversion with Karen could rival or surpass them.

She felt her whole body pulsing with wild sexual excitement, partially aroused by making Brandi come moments ago, but mostly by looking at Brandi's thighs.

"I want to kiss them, touch them," she murmured hypnotically.

She stroked the rock-hard but silky smooth thighs with her fingertips, then slid down and kissed the muscled ridges and smooth planes of hard flesh. This aroused Brandi as much as it did Laura. And Laura's mouth was perilously close to Brandi's pussy, while she kissed and caressed Brandi's phenomenal thighs.

"Oh . . . oh!" Brandi gasped involuntarily as Laura's lips moved closer to her pussy. "Oh . . . Laura!"

Brandi had come only minutes earlier, and now it was Laura's turn, so they were both surprised as Laura moved inevitably, pressing her lips against Brandi's wet, open pussy, stroking her clit passionately.

"Oh . . . oh god! Yes . . . ohhhh Laura!" Brandi gasped.

"Honey, you're going to come again," Laura murmured.

"I know! Ungghh! Oh . . . god! Oh Laura, you make me so hot! Ungghh! Auungghhhh! Oh! Auunnghiiieee!"

Brandi came with shocking suddenness, flexing and groaning as a fresh orgasm gripped her glossy, shuddering body. The bed even shook and quivered as she arched and moaned, clenching her amazing muscles and clenching her teeth as each hot spasm ripped her. Then she fell back, blinking, unbelieving, at Laura.

"I thought I was supposed to be doing that to you," she panted, still stunned by the unexpected climax.

"Mmmmm, you were," Laura smiled, beginning to kiss and stroke her huge, hard thighs once more. "Just don't get carried away this time."

"Just stay away from my pussy, pretty white lady," Brandi purred, again flexing the marvelous muscles of her legs for Laura's delight.

"But pretty black lady, you have such a pretty black pussy," Laura purred back.

Now, however, after fucking Brandi into repeated orgasms, Laura was desperately horny herself. Only a minute or so of kissing and stroking the smooth, hard marvels of Brandi's incredible thighs had her shaking with anticipation. Brandi knew it, and she gently, with great strength, pulled Laura up by the shoulders and rolled her onto her back.

"I'm gonna fuck you, pretty white lady," she murmured softly, gazing deep into Laura's eyes as she hovered over her.

Laura was almost delirious with need already, her pussy throbbing and wet, her eyes blurred as she looked up at Brandi. "Fuck me hard," she whispered hoarsely. "Fuck me hard."

She spread her own thighs and looked down to watch one of Brandi's monstrously-muscled black glossy thighs move into her groin. She thought her heart would stop when she felt Brandi's skin brush her cuntlips.

"Oh!"

"You're all wet, pretty white lady," Brandi whispered into her ear.

"Yes."

Brandi clenched her thigh and pushed it further into Laura's groin, until Laura's pussy was splayed against the hard ridge of muscle. Then she began slowly moving it up and down. Laura was afraid she would come too quickly, as Brandi had been earlier, without being able to enjoy it fully. She bit her lower lip.

"Go . . . slow," she begged softly.

"Slow . . . sloooowww," Brandi whispered, relaxing and then reclenching her thigh muscle so that Laura could feel it move against her pussy.

But there was no way to go slowly. Laura was consumed with need. Fucking her aroused Brandi equally. In seconds Laura was whimpering uncontrollably, her head thrown back in the sheets, unable to watch. She churned her hips, thrusting her pussy up into Brandi's hard smooth thigh, which now slid faster against it, and pushed more roughly into it.

"Ungghh!" Laura groaned, feeling the true strength and force of it for the first time. "Oh! Ungghhh!"

Now Brandi leaned down closer, her body covering Laura's as she slid her hands down to Laura's ass, to get more leverage. In the back of her half-hysterical mind, Laura knew that now the really rough stuff was coming.

"Yes . . . yes!" she hissed into Brandi's ear. "Yes . . . fuck me! Hard!"

Brandi's strong hands held her squirming pelvis in place, and Brandi's hard, relentless thigh crunched into Laura's vulnerable pussy, nearly making Laura see stars as a shower of sexual sparks spread through her body.

"Awwoonnnggg!" she groaned.

It wasn't pain so much as a sensation of being totally obliterated sexually by this massive moving muscle raping her pussy. Fierce sexual shivers gripped Laura's entire body, and she began to whimper hysterically, unable to control herself.

"Unnghh! Ohhnng! Awwoonnggg!" she howled each time Brandi's hard thigh muscle jammed into the wet open flower of her throbbing pussy.

But she was so aroused and frantically horny that only a few crushing strokes of Brandi's thigh muscle in the hot, itchy wet crease of her pussy sent her over the top. She came in a quick, shocking uprush of burning ecstacy, her cries strangled in her throat into incoherent whimpers.

"Unnghnnmmggeeee!" she cried out, clamping her own thighs around Brandi's, pumping frantically. "Ohhnngghhnnmmhheee!"

"Oh baby . . . oh baby!" Brandi murmured in her ear, holding Laura's shuddering body while Laura came, keeping her massive thigh steady as Laura ground and undulated her spasming pussy into it.

Finally, Laura's body relaxed and she moaned, releasing Brandi, whom she had been clinging to desperately during her climax. She unclamped her thighs, and they both looked down at Brandi's huge muscle, now glistening with Laura's juices.

Tears welled up briefly in Laura's eyes. "It was over so quick," she wept softly. "I wanted it to go on and on."

Brandi smiled as she wiped off her thigh with a hand towel from the bathroom. She nuzzled Laura, then kissed her.

"There's plenty more where that came from," she murmured softly, reassuringly. "Look, I have one more thigh."

"God . . . I want it," Laura said, her eyes burning with sexual fire that had not been extinguished by her quick orgasm, as fierce as it had been. "I want it now."

"Really?" Brandi perked up. She knew how both of them could get on a roll, and not be willing to quit.

"Yes. Remember how one time you sat in a chair . . . like that one. And you ran my pussy back and forth on your thigh and sucked my nipples until I almost fainted."

Brandi nodded. She knew they both remembered it. Without saying a thing, she moved to the chair, and Laura joined her, straddling Brandi's other thigh, then slowly lowering her pussy onto it. It seemed to both of them that the sexual tension generated by what they had done minutes ago on the bed had been merely a prelude to this. Both of them were nearly shaking with excitement.

Brandi's strong hands gripped Laura's hips, and she began to draw Laura's wet, slippery pussy back and forth on the hard smooth ridge of her thigh muscle. At the same time Laura's naked breasts were in her face, and she chased Laura's nipples with her mouth, catching them, sucking hard, driving Laura mad with fresh lust.

Now Laura got her wish. Her orgasm had taken away her hair- trigger urgency, and now both of them could indulge in a slow, intense, profoundly erotic ritual of fucking. Brandi was gentle with her at first, moving Laura's pussy carefully across the tensed cord of her thigh muscle. But her mouth on Laura's breasts was anything but gentle. She sucked Laura's tingling nipples sharply, hungrily, driving Laura crazy.

"Oh Jesus . . . Brandi! Oh! Ungghh! Oh yes! God . . . it feels so good! Suck me hard! Yes!"

"I love your beautiful breasts, Laura," Brandi panted, chasing them with her lips, tonguing them, sucking them, teasing Laura's nipples with her teeth. "I dream of them . . . dream of sucking them like this."

"Unhh! Oh!" Laura gasped, quickly losing control.

Now Brandi's strong hands were rubbing Laura's wet, aching pussy more roughly back and forth along her thigh muscle, and Laura was growing increasingly delirious. Brandi's teeth clamped down harder than usual on one of Laura's throbbing nipples, and Laura felt a squirt of fire shoot through her breast.

"Unnnghh!" she gagged.

"I'm going to fuck you hard this time, Laura," Brandi panted to her.

Then she nearly swallowed Laura's other nipple, sucking it deep into her mouth and then biting it too. Laura went insane with need.

"God . . . yes, Brandi! Fuck me!" she begged hoarsely, writhing and panting wildly. "Fuck me on the bed! Oh . . . please! Quick! I'm going to come again!"

Brandi knew it was true. Only rarely did Laura become so desperately wild, shaking and whimpering and panting crazily, digging her fingers into Brandi's hard flesh, begging her. She lifted Laura like a doll and laid her on her back on the mattress. Laura gazed up at her, biting her lower lip, frantic with lust.

"Yes . . yes . . . yessss!" she hissed as Brandi's thigh again settled between her own spread thighs.

And now Brandi began to fuck her seriously, holding Laura's body tightly and kissing her, whispering in her ear, while her huge, iron-hard thigh muscle crunched into the wet, throbbing furrow of Laura's pussy. She was very strong, and each pulverizing stroke of her muscle against Laura's vulnerable slit brought a strangled cry of pain mixed with rapturous pleasure from deep in Laura's chest.

"Auunngghh!"

"Unh!" Brandi grunted softly, raising her thigh, then jamming it hard into Laura's pussy.

"Auunnghghhh!"

"Unh!"

Laura's poor throbbing clit was mashed under the massive iron muscle. Her whole body streamed with fire. She pumped her wounded groin up into each thrust of the massive, monstrous thigh, gagging as it crunched once again into her pussy.

"Auunngghhh! Oh . . . god!"

"Come . . . honey, come," Brandi murmured to her, plunging her massive muscle once more into Laura's mauled pussy.

"Oh . . . oh god, Brandi! Oh shit!" Laura panted, suddenly beginning to black out as she felt an incredible wave of sexual pleasure engulf her.

This orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks. She immediately lost consciousness as she began to come, her body blooming with molten ecstacy, her senses reeling as Brandi's enormous hard thigh continued to rape and ravish her aching groin. Brandi fucked her hard, as she had promised, crushing Laura's body in a fierce embrace while abrading her enormous thigh muscle up and down in the slimy crease of Laura's splayed pussy.

And Laura's body was shattered by excruciating coming. She blacked out only for a few seconds, totally stunned by the overpowering shock of the orgasm, then came back to consciousness in a throbbing welter of rapturous spasms, her body wracked and wrenched by pleasure intense enough to be piercing pain as Brandi continued to thigh-fuck her even as she was coming.

"Aunnghhh! Ohnngg! Unghhh! Auunnggg!" she groaned as she came to, still climaxing fiercely, wrenched by each successive spasm, and nearly lifted off the bed by each thrust of Brandi's massive thigh.

And then another overwhelming ecstacy gripped her, and she briefly again reeled back into unconsciousness, a second orgasm so total that for a second she even stopped breathing. This time it took longer for her to recover, and Brandi stopped fucking her finally, releasing her iron grip on Laura, and stroking her, caressing her, coaxing her back to life. Laura blinked at her, then began laughing and crying simultaneously.

"Pretty white lady, I forgot how you come that way and scare me," Brandi confessed. "Each time I think you might not make it back."

Laura wiped away her tears on the bed sheet. "This time I didn't know whether I would either," Laura said softly.

"Maybe you ought to consider knitting," Brandi winked.

"You mean instead of fucking?"

"Absolutely. It seems like a dangerous activity for you."

"If you mean I die of coming when you fuck me, you're right," Laura smiled, kissing her, and caressing the iron-hard thigh that had just sent her to paradise. "It's potentially lethal, but I couldn't live without it."

Brandi flexed her incredible thigh playfully. "The deadly thigh of Ms. Olympia," she teased. "Fuck you near to death. When you come, you go to heaven. Or hell."

"Heaven," Laura said.

And she recalled how they had often agreed that it would be dangerous for both of them to see each other often. We really would kill one another with fucking, she thought.