Laura didn't know whether she was happy or not that things had, temporarily at least, been patched up with Sholandra. They had had spectacular sex, which left them both exhausted and fulfilled, though sore. But Sholandra was not likely to make any fewer demands going into the future. And Laura was left with scratch wounds that made it impossible for her to see Trina for a week at least.

She had no idea what excuses she would make. Trina would be very suspicious, since she worried about Laura sleeping with other women in the first place. Instead of dealing with it, Laura put it off, tried to forget about it.

She was worried about her future relationship with Sholandra, who suddenly seemed sexually insatiable. Not only had she nearly devoured Laura, she had got up from Laura's bed saying that she was supposed to spend the night with Rhonda. In addition, Laura knew she had gone back to seeing at least one man, someone she had known in her life before Laura. And now Rhonda. She was just fucking everybody, and for a while it was hard for Laura to admit that she herself was fucking everybody too.

In the past three weeks she had been to bed, she counted, with Alison, Kim, Cecilia and Bernice, Yvette, Trina, Randi, and Sholandra. Eight. She could remember each encounter in astonishing detail, becoming aroused again by each detail, and the memory of each wonderful partner. But she couldn't exactly criticize Sholandra for sleeping around.

She was mulling over these things as she arrived home one evening after work, having stopped at the Safeway to pick up some things. She was carrying a bag full of groceries and checking her mailbox, when Cecilia's friend Bernice got out of her car, parked in front of Laura's apartment house, and approached her.

"Hi," she smiled. "Can I hold your groceries?"

"Bernice!" Laura smiled. "What are you doing here?"

"Give me those before you drop them."

Laura gave her a playful frown. "Only if you come upstairs and have a pork chop with me, so I won't have to eat alone."

Only after she said it did she realized that it sounded like a transparent sexual invitation. On the other hand, she thought, that's probably what it is. This woman has a wild body. I certainly didn't get enough of her last time.

Bernice's eyes glowed and smoked. Laura suddenly realized that she had the same thing on her mind. "I would be honored," she said. "But only if you let me cook the chops. I'm a pretty good cook, you know."

"I'll bet you are."

Laura finished getting her mail, and she and Bernice went upstairs. It was nice to be alone with her without Cecilia being there to control their relationship. Bernice was sweet and direct, and Laura discovered that her sexual desire for the girl was so intense that she might never have gone to bed with her already.

She made the salad, and Bernice cooked. They had two glasses of wine and ate. Afterward, they did the dishes together.

Drying off her hands, Bernice turned to Laura in the kitchen. "Nice as this is," she said, "I didn't come over here to cook and wash dishes." She grinned saucily at Laura.

"And what did you come over here for?" Laura acted naive.

Without answering, Bernice walked past Laura into the living room. Laura followed her. Bernice turned. Slowly, she began to unbutton her blouse.

Laura felt her blood accelerate, and a tiny, familiar pulsing deep in her pussy began. She watched, fascinated, as Bernice slowly removed her blouse. Her white, lacy bra against her very black skin was enchanting to Laura. Her huge, hard breasts swelled over the bra cups. The cleavage between them was deep.

"Do you want me to go on?" Bernice teased, tossing her blouse on the sofa.

"Please. Please go on," Laura said, staring shamelessly.

"Maybe you'd like to take this off yourself," Bernice half-whispered, pointing to her bra.

"I love watching you take it off," Laura swallowed. "God, you are beautiful."

"Oh . . . not beautiful," Bernice laughed softly. "But I have big boobs. Really big boobs."

Laura almost held her breath as Bernice reached both hands behind her back. Her breasts strained forward into the bra cups, swelling even more. She unclasped the bra and it went limp. With one hand she skimmed the straps off her shoulders, and it fell away, revealing her large naked breasts in all their glory.

Laura couldn't take her eyes off them. She had forgotten how hard and elongated, gourdlike, they were; she had forgotten how huge Bernice's jet-black nipples were. How could I forget? she wondered.

Without speaking, she took Bernice's hand and led her down the short hallway to the bedroom. Bernice followed obediently. Laura shut the door, as always, then turned, staring deep into Bernice's dark eyes as she removed her own blouse. Bernice's eyes dropped to Laura's bra as she removed it too.

Now they were both naked from the waist up. Laura moved forward until her nipples brushed Bernice's huge ones, remembering how excited she and Sholandra had got doing the same thing only yesterday. She and Bernice both looked down at their nipples touching. Laura's arms went around Bernice's shoulders, and Bernice's hands moved up Laura's back as their mouths came together.

They kissed tentatively at first, then more aggressively, their mouths curving together, their tongues intermingling.

"Is this why you wanted to come here?" Laura whispered, in the middle of more kissing.

"Yes." Bernice's dark eyes were glazed and throbbing. "Cecilia and I been knowing each other a long time. Since high school. But I thought . . . maybe it would be nice for you and me---"

"To be alone together?"

"Yes."

"I think you were right."

Laura brought her hands around Bernice's naked upper body to her large breasts, cupping them, squeezing them gently. They were phenomenally firm.

"The guys must go wild when they see these," she said.

"They all want to fuck 'em," Bernice giggled. "You know? Like put their dick in between them and rub it with my boobs until it spurts?"

"Do you let them?"

"I've let a few. It's kind of exciting. They get so carried away, you know? And I kind of like the feel of it when their cum shoots all over my boobs. I don't like to get it in my face, though."

"I know what I'd like to do," Laura murmured.

She lowered her mouth to one of the gourd-shaped globes, cradling it in her palm, and ran her tongue sensually all over Bernice's huge areola and nipple. Bernice trembled. Laura opened her mouth and sucked as much of Bernice's nipple into it as she could fit. She could feel the huge bud thicken as she sucked and tongued it. Bernice moaned softly.

"Ohhhnnn . . . oh Laura!" she sighed.

Laura sucked harder, trying to get the whole huge nipple into her mouth. She could feel Bernice sag a little.

"God . . . Laura," she gasped. "I've got to sit down . . . or lay down."

"Your nipples are sensitive, aren't they," Laura whispered as she pulled Bernice gently over to the bed.

They lay down side by side, helping each other off with their skirts and panties, until they were both completely naked.

"It feels so good to be alone with you," Laura murmured, kissing Bernice's neck, her shoulders, the upper slopes of her large breasts. "Three is good, but it's good like this too. I want to enjoy all of you."

"I want you to suck my nipples real hard," Bernice said softly, her eyes full of murky sex. "I never felt anybody do it like you. Not even Cecilia. I thought I was going to come, when you did it over at her house. Sort of feel that way now, too."

"Like you could come? If I suck you hard?"

Bernice nodded.

Laura's dreams had come true. She wanted nothing more than to utterly devour these huge, gorgeous breasts. "I think I can make you come," she whispered to Bernice. "I think you're right. I'd love to try."

"Oh god," Bernice sighed. "Think I'm almost ready to come right now, I'm so excited."

"Mmmmm, me too," Laura smiled. "I love feeling your naked body next to me like this. We should've done this before."

"I know," Bernice smiled back.

Now Laura held one of Bernice's breasts in each hand and began to lick and suck the huge black nipples hungrily. It took only a few seconds for Bernice to become almost delirious with sexual excitement. She panted and squirmed, looking down at Laura's mouth on her nipples, gasping each time Laura sucked her hard.

Laura let her feel just a touch of teeth on her areolas, guessing that it was what had made her so excited at Cecilia's, what had made Laura different. And she was right. Bernice shivered sharply each time she felt Laura's teeth on her nipples, and Laura knew she could make her come. Laura held both firm gourds in her hands, squeezing them ever more roughly, and sucking Bernice's wide jet-black nipples voraciously, pinching the wet buds in her fingers, sucking them again. Bernice went wild.

"Oh! Oh god! Ungghhh! Oh Laura . . . oh god! Yes! Yes! Hard . . . harder! Yes yes! Unghhh!"

Laura realized that Bernice was going to come without either one of them touching the girl's pussy. She sucked and pinched the huge, wet nipples, biting them gently, which sent Bernice nearly over the top. She mewled and whimpered almost hysterically.

"Are you going to come, honey?" Laura asked her, panting herself with wild sexual excitement. "Are you going to come?"

"Yes! Oh god, yes!"

The bed was moving and shaking as Bernice tossed and writhed, closer and closer to her orgasm, her hips churning uncontrollably. Laura turned up the heat. She pinched one huge nipple and sucked the other sharply, then switched, pinching the first one hard and sucking the second one, even sinking her teeth harder into the silky areola.

This was all it took for Bernice to explode. She gave a tiny, shocked cry, then bit her full lower lip and came in a hot rush.

"Auuggnnnhhh!" she groaned, thrashing under Laura, her body undulating as the waves of ecstacy poured through her. "Ohnngg! Unghh! Oh god! Auungghhiiieee!"

The orgasm gripped her very hard, and aftershocks from it were still making her quiver involuntarily as Laura gathered the girl into her arms, kissing her cheek, and purring to her, squeezing Bernice's incredible breasts more gently now. As the fierce pleasure released her, Bernice turned her lips to Laura's. They kissed deeply, a more emotional kiss than before, especially from Bernice.

"I never came like I do with you," she confessed. "That's why I had to come here. Cecilia and I, you know, we did it a few times after you left that night. And once more since then. She's good, and I love her, I really do. But even with her it wasn't like this. She's not like you. You know things."

"You're right, I do know things," Laura whispered to her. "I know how to make you come better than anybody."

"You sure do!" Bernice beamed. "God, I thought my boobs were going to explode when you . . . did that to them."

"Did it hurt?"

Bernice shook her head. "You mean biting me a little? It made me come faster."

"Mmmm, I love to make you come," Laura purred. "I love to bite your incredible big nipples."

"Better be careful, you makin' me hot again," Bernice grinned.

She and Laura coiled together, and as naturally as anything Bernice began to kiss Laura's naked body, lingering over Laura's breasts until Laura was twisting and panting, then dipping down between Laura's thighs.

"Girl," she whispered, "you got the prettiest pink wet pussy I ever saw."

"God, Bernice," Laura panted. "Do me, please. Do everything to my pussy."

Bernice did. She had no shyness but went full-speed ahead, sucking and tongue-fucking Laura's aching pussy, sliding two fingers into it and fucking Laura with them while she licked. Laura went wild.

She writhed and undulated, thoroughly enjoying Bernice's hunger for her pussy, , feeling the pressure build, the tension mount. When she was about to come, she panted to Bernice.

"Honey . . . ohhnnn, oh god! Honey . . . let me suck your boob when I come," she panted. "I know . . . it'll make me come so hard. Please!"

Smiling, Bernice slid up to let Laura get a hand on her breasts. She replaced her tongue in Laura's pussy with her hand, rubbing Laura's clit steadily while Laura fed one huge, deep-black nipple into her mouth. She had the chance only for about three deep sucks before she came in a thrilling explosion that rocked her entire body.

Bernice's nipple slipped from her mouth as she groaned and thrashed, climaxing in deep, shocking tremors and shuddering sharply as each one rolled through her. It was a terrific climax, and she was still stunned by it for minutes afterward. Bernice hadn't moved, and still swished her amazingly firm breasts in Laura's face.

"Don't know what it is about these boobs," she joked softly. "They just make people come. They touch my boobs, and they come and come."

"God, I sure did," Laura said, grabbing and kissing the huge taut globes again.

Over the next hour and a half they made each other come several more times. Giving Bernice her full, devoted attention, as she had not been able to do when the delectable Cecilia was present, Laura brought Bernice to orgasms she had never dreamed of. And they culminated with a terrific dual orgasm in which Bernice straddled Laura, who lay on her back, and dangled her breasts in Laura's face while they each worked the other's pussy with one hand.

Laura sucked Bernice's nipples voraciously, which made them both come in a shattering explosion, a tumultuous, groaning whirlwind of ecstacy that made the bed shake and thump as they both surged through fierce orgasms.

After the breathtaking power of this shared orgasm, there was little else for them to shoot for. Still dazed by it, they pulled on their clothes. Tomorrow was a work day.

Laura watched Bernice put on her bra, encasing the incredible naked breasts that had given her such thrilling orgasms as she sucked them. It had all been so direct and easy, so exuberant and athletic, and Bernice was so relaxed and happy about it.

As they were leaving Laura's apartment--Laura was walking Bernice down to her car, neither of them able to easily give up what they had generated--her answering machine went on. She briefly panicked, having forgotten to turn down the volume.

It was Randi.

"Hi, Laura," she said in a very sultry voice. "I miss you. I think every minute of what we did together. God, I can still feel your tongue inside me. It makes me nearly lose my senses. When can I see you again?" Now she pouted. "You haven't called me. I know I had to spend time with my boyfriend. I couldn't get out of it. He only made me want you more. I need your tongue, Laura. I want to stick mine into you, too."

Embarrassed, Laura tried to push Bernice out of the door before they heard any more. But Berncie was smiling.

"Ooohh, I know what she's talking about," she teased Laura.

"I'm sorry you had to hear that," Laura said, blushing deep red.

"You don't have to be. I know you've got other girl friends. I told you I got boy friends."

"I know. The ones who shoot their cum all over your breasts."

"You should try it," Bernice teased. "It's kind of exciting."

Now they were at her car. She unlocked the door.

"Not as exciting as being with you," Laura said.

"I feel the same way. Wish I could kiss you, but someone might see."

"Me too. You're very easy to be with, Bernice. I won't forget tonight."

"Me either. 'When can I see you again? You don't call me. I need your tongue.'"

"You minx," Laura grinned. She took the risk of leaning down and kissing Bernice full on the mouth. "Now don't be a stranger."

"Won't be," Bernice smiled, starting up the engine and driving off.