Laura felt miserable and depressed about Trina. She grieved about it for days, and yet in the back of her mind she knew that her affair with Trina, though full of emotion and deep affection, and pleasurable, uncomplicated sex, was not as thrilling as her dangerous encounters with Karen, her recent night with Shavon, her cat-scratch bouts with the spitfire Sholandra, or even her torrid animals-in-heat couplings with Yvette.

Trina was wonderful, but she was too good, too gentle, too simple, too beautiful to cause the kind of reckless passion Laura experienced with the others. In fact, she was more like Jonelle in that respect, and Laura wondered if there were something to the fact that she had fallen head over heels deeply in love with both of them, while she couldn't give up fucking the other wild ones. All these reflections were made even more poignant by Randi, who showed up at Laura's cubicle one afternoon about an hour before quitting.

She was ravishing as usual in her long braids and exquisite face, her short skirt, showing off her truly incredible long shapely legs. Laura kept looking at them.

"Is there something you want, looking at my legs that way, girl?" Randi teased her.

"You know what I want," Laura murmured, veiling her eyes.

Randi looked both ways to see if they were observed. "You really make me hot when you say that," she said under her breath. She looked at her watch. "Let's leave early. No one will know."

Laura frowned. "I have to finish this report. It's due in the morning."

"Have it your way," Randi feigned indifference, lifting her head haughtily. "I might find someone else to play with. I'll call my boyfriend."

Laura felt the dagger. And then Allen Richards, a very handsome young black guy who was attracted to both Laura and Randi, dropped by to flirt with them. Randi especially turned on all her coquettish charm, poking him familiarly in the shoulder, turning artfully so that he could admire her long legs, making sly double entendres. By the time he drifted off, Laura was almost livid with jealousy.

She turned off her computer and stacked her papers together in a file folder.

"What's the matter with you?" Randi asked.

"I'll come in early and finish it."

"Where are you going?"

"I'm taking you home," Laura said softly, threateningly.

"You look mad," Randi said. "I don't know if I want to go with you. Why're you mad at me?"

"It's hard enough to compete with your boyfriend."

"Oh, you're mad because I was flirting with Allen. You're just a jealous little bitch, aren't you."

Laura nodded. "I can't help it."

Randi smiled broadly. She had a face so beautiful that Laura's heart palpitated when she smiled like this. "I love it when you're jealous," Randi whispered. "It's like you want to rape me."

Laura nodded again. "I do."

"God, I'm wet," Randi breathed. "Let's go."

"Can you remember how to get to my place?"

"Sometimes I drive by it just wanting to ring the bell."

"Really?"

"Yes. But I'm always afraid you'll be screwing somebody else. Like that pretty girl who interrupted us after that meeting. Remember?"

She was referring to Sholandra, who had stormed off in tears. "I remember," Laura said.

"Did you ever . . . you know, sleep with her after that?"

"Is that any of your business?" Laura asked sharply.

"You did, then. I thought so. She looks like trouble, though. But I'll bet she's a hot piece." They were now walking to the parking lot. "Hotter than me?"

Laura glared at her, letting all her sexual desire come out in her stare. "I'm going home with you, right? You're lucky I don't just grab you and push my hand up that little miniskirt of yours right now."

"Laura, even my boyfriend can't get me as hot as you do, just by looking."

"Don't get in an accident on the way," Laura smiled. "I have plans for you."

They had not been together for two weeks, since first Randi had been ill with the flu, and afterward she had spent a week in Las Vegas with her boyfriend. Laura had not deprived herself, having fucked sluttishly with Rhonda and Sholandra at the same time, then divinely with the divine Shavon, not to mention heart-wrenching but beautiful couplings with Trina. But Randi's physical beauty had its usual effect on her.

Inside Laura's apartment, Randi walked over to an easy chair, bending down to drop her purse and her jacket on it, knowing the effect this would have on Laura because of the flexing of her long, black legs, and the way her short skirt rose slightly. Laura was right behind her before she could move, pushing up the curtain of Randi's braids with one hand and kissing the smooth back of her neck, while her other hand slid up between Randi's thighs from behind, up to her damp panties. Laura's fingers slithered under the elastic and sank into Randi's pussy.

"Unnhh!" Randi gasped in shock and pleasure.

Her cunt was warm and soupy wet, and both of them went briefly weak in the knees as the sexual excitement shot through them. Laura's mouth found Randi's ear and she took the whole ear inside, tonguing it heatedly.

"I want to fuck you bad," she breathed.

"Oh my god, this is rape!" Randi half-whimpered and half-giggled.

"I'm going to tie you to the bed and have my way with you, you delicious creature," Laura teased, half-relishing the idea of actually doing it.

Randi's eyes flashed. "I hope you mean it," she said.

Laura didn't push it, not knowing how much Randi might be kidding. But she did drag Randi to the bedroom. They kissed in slow, deliberate passion, in no particular hurry since they knew the explosions that would soon occur. Then, still kissing, they began to remove each other's blouse.

Randi wore a red silk blouse, and a red bra under it. Laura kissed and caressed her beautiful smooth black shoulder, her throat, her neck, her perfect clavicles, her velvet upper chest.

"You have a thing about red, don't you," she murmured.

"You have a thing about black."

"I like white girls too," Laura said. "Even white guys."

"I mean your bra, silly," Randi said, kissing the hollow between Laura's breasts where her bra dipped scandalously low.

Laura felt embarrassed and defensive. She took Randi's head in both hands and pulled Randi's mouth up to hers again. They kissed more excitedly.

"Do you really want me to tie you to the bed?" she whispered mischievously, as if half-joking.

"If you want to." Randi was serious. "My boyfriend did it to me once. Actually, he just tied my hands, with an extension cord. It sure was exciting. I didn't take me very long to come that time."

Laura was indecisive. Did she really want their relationship to go down that path? And yet, Randi was willing, had done it before, in a minor way, but found it exciting.

"Do you have any toys?" she asked Laura. "Forgive me for asking, but I always think girls who . . . you know, go to bed with other girls have dildoes and vibrators and stuff. Just curious."

"Actually, I do have . . . something," Laura said, not trying to be mysterious but wondering what kind of toy to confess to, since she had so many.

Laura kissed the tops of Randi's breasts while unfastening her red bra and removing it. She cradled both lovely naked breasts in her hands and licked Randi's big, soft nipples. Then she playfully nipped them with her teeth.

"God . . . I love it when you do that!" Randi gasped, biting her lower lip. "Tie me up. Please. Do it, and bite me like that. Wow, I'm almost coming already. I never had such exciting sex as I have with you."

"Do you trust me to tie you up?"

"Yes."

"Can I tie these up too?"

"What do you mean?" Randi asked, looking down at Laura's tongue on her breasts.

"I'll show you."

Together they removed the rest of Randi's clothes. Randi wanted to take off Laura's too, but Laura convinced her that it would be more exciting if she kept her underwear on.

"To tantalize you," she said.

"I get it. You're probably right. You look smashingly sexy in your bra and panties. I just want to rip them off."

But her eyes widened when Laura pulled the long coil of white polyester rope out from under the bed.

"God . . . you've done this before!" she said.

"A few times," Laura lied.

Randi watched in fascination as Laura began to loop the white rope around her lovely, firm, dark breasts, about three coils for each globe.

"Now, we want it to be tight but not too tight," Laura explained. "We don't want to cut off the sensation, do we?"

"God, it's exciting!" Randi panted uncontrollably. "It's making me so wet and horny."

"Mmmm, the desired effect, eh?" Laura smiled, crisscrossing the rope between Randi's breasts, almost unable to stop herself from sucking one of Randi's beautiful, swollen black nipples into her mouth.

The long tail of the breast-tying rope Laura let dangle down Randi's delectable midriff past her crotch. There was enough length to bring it up between her cuntlips, up her back, and down again to meet the knot between her breasts, if they decided to go that way. And from the looks of things, they might, since Randi was truly aflame, already shivering uncontrollably with wild sexual excitement as Laura carefully tied her wrists and ankles to the bedframe.

Smiling with a hint of menace, she caressed the girl's exquisitely beautiful black naked body with her fingertips, unable to believe that such a tempting feast had come her way, that Randi was actually a willing participant. Her own pussy was throbbing and flowing and pulsing madly.

"Are we ready?" she murmured, eyelids veiled, her eyes on Randi's wet, open, puckered pussy.

Randi's swollen cuntlips were black, and the glistening inside of her pussy was inflamed, more red than pink, very inviting. Her thick, bulging, enormous clit, pushed to one side by the strand of rope, looked even larger, engorged and flaring.

"Oh god yes fuck me Laura," she said softly and quickly, her body quivering under Laura's touch.

"You are so beautiful. I want to kiss you everywhere."

"Yes . . . yes yes!" Randi panted. "Yes . . . please!"

"Honey, you're about ready to pop."

"I know . . . I know. It's never been so exciting. You won't hurt me, will you?"

"You know I could never hurt you," Laura reassured her.

She began to squeeze the already-strangled and bulging globes of Randi's breasts with her fingers. Randi gasped. Laura's fingers moved to the girl's big, bulbous nipples. The centers pointed proudly up from the swollen areolas. Laura pinched the areolas, then the centers, first gently, then harder.

"Ungghh . . . oh god!" Randi whimpered.

"Does it hurt?"

"No, I'm going to come! If you just touch my pussy, I'll come."

"Mmmm, I know," Laura purred. "That's why I'm going to wait."

For the next five minutes—which was all Randi could stand—she tormented and teased the half-trussed girl, bringing Randi to a state where Laura knew she would be able to run off two or three orgasms in one thrilling explosion. She kissed and stroked Randi's naked body lovingly, especially her long, long legs, and her long, long midriff, skirting her pubic mound, licking her delicious thighs, then carefully tickling the edges of her cuntlips with the tip of her tongue.

This was playing with fire, for Randi's pelvis jerked spastically, and her whimpering grew desperate. But Laura knew the fail-safe point and pulled back each time before a climax could occur. By now Randi was a wreck. Her moans were pathetic, and she twisted and writhed under Laura's clever caresses, delirious with sexual excitement, desperate for release.

Laura was about ready to give it to her, but her enjoyment of Randi's vulnerability and the sight of her gorgeous naked body undulating and quivering helplessly made her prolong it even further. Randi's engorged and swollen breasts, encased in the tight coils of white rope, bobbed like near-bursting gourds as her body moved uncontrollably under Laura's caresses. And they were where Laura would stop, where she would deliver Randi and give her what she craved.

Her fingers skillfully scissored the girl's bulging nipples.

"Ohhnnn . . . ohnnnn!" Randi moaned piteously, biting her full lower lip, her eyes begging Laura. "Yes . . . do it, do it! Please do it! Hurt me . . . bite me!" she pleaded.

"I promised I wouldn't hurt you," Laura smiled.

"Please . . . hurt me!"

"The rope hurts you, not me," Laura whispered mysteriously as she now pulled the stray end of the rope through Randi's crotch, up her asscrack, all the way up her back, and over her shoulder. Then Laura carefully removed a pillow case from the pillow and considerately placed it between the rope and the delectable smooth black skin of Randi's shoulder.

Randi still did not understand, but when Laura suddenly—but still gently—pulled the rope taut, so that it slid into the wet groove between Randi's cuntlips, Randi's eyes filled with almost unbearable sexual need. Next Laura threaded the end of the rope under the knot between Randi's swollen, strangled breasts. Now, if she pulled the rope up, it would bite into Randi's cunt and pull on the coils binding her breasts at the same time. Karen had done it to Laura, countless times, and Laura had erupted in such intense orgasms that she could, especially at this moment, still remember some of them.

You think you've come hard before, darling, she smiled at Randi. In about a minute, your pussy is going to sing the Hallelujah Chorus.

As always, Laura savored the complete vulnerability of her love victim. Randi's long, lovely, naked body was hers completely, and she watched it churn and strain, watched Randi's entrapped breasts swell, her large black nipples flare, her pussy run with juice. She relished every nuance of torment and exquisite sexual pleasure crossing Randi's very beautiful face, and thrilled to hear each helpless whimper and incoherent plea coming from her lips.

"Laura . . . oh! Laura . . . Laura . . ." was all Randi could say by now.

And Laura knew the torment could go no further, the girl had to come, and come swiftly, and hard. "You're going to come, baby," she murmured.

"Oh . . . yes!"

Straddling Randi's delicious long midriff, she bent forward to kiss her. At the same time, she scissored both of Randi's protruding nipples sharply with the fingers of both hands, pinching them, making Randi gasp with pain in the middle of the kiss. Just as quickly, Laura released them. But now her mouth was descending, down to Randi's throttled breasts, and she was also grabbing the trailing end of the rope and wrapping it around her hand before making a fist.

Her mouth finally reached the hard, bursting balls of Randi's strangled breasts, and she peppered them with kisses, raising the intensity level so high that Randi was thrashing and moaning under her. Now Laura began to pull the rope tight, and Randi's squirming body stiffened as she felt the cord bite into her vulnerable pussy.

"Unngh!" she groaned softly.

Laura didn't stop pulling, yanking the cord tighter, tighter, then beginning to slacken and tighten it in rhythm, first a slow rhythm, then faster and faster, as she began to suck Randi's bulbous, swollen nipples hungrily. Randi was driven nearly insane with sexual tension, her long beautiful body arching, quivering, writhing wildly, her throat thick with desperate cries. Her throttled, hard breasts rose and fell as Laura yanked the rope, and her nipples bulged even more each time the rope throttled her breasts even tighter.

Relentlessly, Laura increased the pace until she was yanking the rope violently. Randi's breasts and pussy were equally tortured by it, but only briefly. Laura sank her teeth into one of the girl's taut, ballooning nipples, and Randi came almost immediately.

She exploded with coming, shattered by an orgasm more violent than she had ever expected. Cawing and thrashing and undulating in shockwaves of wrenching ecstacy, she came and came, while Laura sucked and bit her other nipple, torturing the girl's breasts and bringing forth a second powerful orgasm right on the heels of the first one. Randi groaned, then cried out as her breath came back, twisting and climaxing in a surpassing rapture under Laura's violent caresses.

"Oh god oh god oh god you gon' kill me, girl!" she gasped as she began to surface from the storm of orgasms, watching in disbelief as Laura first untied her breasts, then her ankles and wrists.

Laura very carefully peeled the rope out of Randi's pussy and asscrack, where it had bit in deep, but she knew from having had it done to her that there was really no pain. The cord mashing your clit and tickling your asshole simply made you come with unbelievable intensity, but if done right there was no sawing to and fro, nothing to rub you raw but the incredible raw sex itself. Randi seemed still stunned by it minutes after Laura had again stowed the rope under the bed.

She held one of her breasts in one hand and traced the mark left in her skin by the rope.

"It'll be gone in ten minutes," Laura reassured her.

"You bite hard, lady," Randi said, gingerly touching one thick nipple with her fingertip.

"You come hard."

"Never did that hard before."

"Was it worth it?"

"Don't even ask. You can bite me whenever you want, girl." She held the delectable breast in both hands now, offering it to Laura again. "Here, do it again, right now."

Laura smiled and sucked Randi's delicious nipple all the way into her mouth, then let it slide out again, catching it with her teeth, teasing, not really biting. But Randi shivered all over.

"Oh god . . . I'm going to come again, just sitting here on the bed, if you don't watch out!" she sighed, unbelieving. "And look at you. You still have your underwear on."

Laura let Randi undress her, the rest of the way, and Randi did it with relish, kissing Laura's naked body, her breasts, her buns, her thighs.

"You know I'm awfully hot from fucking you that way," Laura panted to her.

"Ummm, I know you are," Randi purred. "But I don't want to let you get away with it."

"You want to fuck me, don't you," Laura breathed.

Randi bunched up Laura's breasts in her hands and peppered them with hot kisses. "You wouldn't deny me the chance to do the same thing to you, would you?" she asked, coyly.

"You want to?"

"I sure do."

Laura leaned over and pulled the coils of rope back out from under the bed, handing them to Randi. Patiently she described what to do, watching as Randi carefully looped the rope around her breasts, pulling it tight but not too tight. The tying up always aroused Laura as much as the actual fucking, and she could see the same thing happening to Randi. And it was doubly tense for her, since she was already overwrought with unreleased sexual need.

Over the next ten minutes or so, Randi succeeded in making Laura burn but not explode. She toyed with Laura's vulnerable body using ingenious sensuality, and Laura had rarely enjoyed such a session more. Randi was wholly different from Karen or Barbara, the only two Laura had ever trusted to tie her up (and the more she thought about Barbara, the more she wondered why).

But both Karen and Barbara were grimly sadistic and masochistic in the same breath, willing to inflict pain on Laura in the hopes of achieving sublime, rhapsodically painful orgasms when she returned the favor. And they were sublime orgasms, Laura knew. But Randi was like an excited kid, turned loose in the candy store.

"Oooo, your boobs turn sort of purplish when you squeeze them this hard," she marveled, running her sinuous black forefinger over one of Laura's strangled, hard breasts. "And your nipples stand up. Just so biteable, you know? I'll bet you can't wait to feel me bite them hard, like you did mine."

Laura's eyes were clouded with lust. She grimaced, and begged Randi. "Fuck me, honey, do it, please," she murmured hoarsely, looking at her blood-engorged breasts and nipples. "Bite them. Bite them and fuck me. Hurry."

"Oh Miss Laura, I ain't hurryin'," Randi teased, adopting a common put-on, Laura had found, used by these beautiful black darlings. "I enjoyin' every minute of strokin' yo pretty white body."

And she did stroke it, and kiss it, dangling her sexy braids so that they trailed along Laura's over-sensitized flesh. She also dangled her scrumptious black breasts over Laura's strangled balls, brushing her nipples against Laura's, making Laura whimper uncontrollably, the urge to come almost unbearable now. Finally, she pulled the long end of the rope through Laura's thighs and up her back.

"Use the pillowcase, like I did," Laura coached her, not wanting a rope burn on her shoulder for some other lover to discover and question her about.

"Oh, of course, darling," Randi purred, dropping the slave girl routine now. "I wouldn't want to harm this beautiful body in any way. I love your body. I love to fuck you and your body."

"You'd better do it quick, you nasty black bitch," Laura smiled. "Just feeling your boobs brush against mine almost made me come."

"You call me names just so I'll treat you rougher," Randi smiled back. "I know."

She threaded the rope under the knot between Laura's breasts, then pulled the rope up, gently but firmly, not letting it go slack. It bit into Laura's pussy and pulled up on her throttled breasts, making her whimper, her eyes water.

"Oh shit," she said under her breath.

Laura was far gone. Her body was a distended balloon, ready to pop. Randi, though enjoying herself immensely in torturing Laura, realized it.

"Oh god, baby, you've got to come," she whispered. "I'm going to make you come."

"Oh . . . please!" Laura begged.

"Yes, baby . . . yes," Randi breathed, pulling up on the rope even harder, then beginning to yank it rhythmically, as Laura had done to her.

This nearly made Laura come in and of itself. The rope crushed her erect clit, and her breasts swelled, throbbing wildly. At the same time as she jerked up on the rope, Randi sucked one of Laura's nipples, and then bit it sharply. Laura began to come violently.

"Auungghhh! Ohnnggg . . . ah ah unngghhh!" she groaned, thrashing about on the bed, her body arching and shuddering as a second wave of coming hit her.

Randi sucked and bit her other nipple the same way, still fucking Laura with the rope, pulling it up, yanking it. And Laura succumbed to another shattering orgasm, this one draining the breath from her completely as shockwaves of rapture rocked her quivering body. After these two violent climaxes, Randi relaxed the rope, and Laura went limp, totally destroyed by a devastating bliss.

She looked up, as if returning to consciousness, to find Randi untying her.

"Gosh, girl, did I do that?" Randi asked, unlooping the rope from Laura's breasts. "Did I look like that? You look like you just had the most wonderful and most painful orgasms ever at the same time."

Laura smiled weakly at her. "Didn't yours feel like that?"

"Come to think of it, they did," Randi grinned, crinkling her nose. "Sex with you is the best sex I ever had in my life. I didn't know it could be like this."

Now that Laura was no longer tied up, they could embrace, feeling the entire length of their naked bodies sliding together for the first time that day. They kissed romantically. Randi was dreamy-eyed.

"Now can we make love normally? Just kiss and . . . you know, lick? I didn't even get to lick you. I love to lick you."

"I love to lick you, you sweet creature. How can you ever sleep with that beastly boyfriend after the beautiful music we make together?"

"Mmmm, sometimes I wonder," Randi said as they began to make love, slowly, tenderly, patiently.

It was the kind of love Laura had made with Shavon, sweet, endless, agonizingly pleasurable, full of tenderness and curiosity and ardent seizures of ecstacy. Laura tried to put out of her mind her confusion at loving both of them, as well as the others, equally. How could I feel this with them all? she wondered. But she and Randi had several more orgasms together, and an altogether blissful evening, spoiled only by Randi's departure, around ten o'clock.

"If I stayed, we'd just fuck all night," she whispered to Laura. "You're a horny, very horny woman, Laura. Much worse than any man I ever knew."

Laura laughed. "You aren't going to blame it all on me."

Randi laughed and shook her head. "I can't keep my hands off you. And you know, I forgot, you didn't even show me those toys you were going to show me."

She looked crestfallen. Laura kissed her. "Something to look forward to."

Randi shook her head in disbelief. "After tonight, girl, I don't know what to look forward to."

"All I can say is that you won't be disappointed."