Laura received a phone call from Trina. She had already drunk two glasses of wine and had to sit down.

"Trina."

"Hi hon', you okay?"

"I'm . . . fine."

"I been missing you a lot. Shawna too."

"God, you don't know how I've missed you, Trina," Laura said.

And it was true, though she had actually been fucking her brains out with every beautiful woman she could find to forget about Trina. To calm herself, she actually ran through their names in her mind, in under two seconds. Randi, Bernice, Shavon, Sholandra, Vondi, Alison, Karen, Vanessa, Lorrie, Camille, Yvette. Some of them more than once. Eleven beautiful girls.

She only realized what an awkward pause this caused when Trina spoke again.

"Can we . . . see each other?"

"What about Mr. Granston?" Laura asked, unable to disguise her sarcasm. "Won't he be jealous?"

"Would be if he knew. I was sort of counting on him not knowing, if you know what I mean."

"It hurts very much."

"I know you . . . have other girlfriends, Laura," Trina said evenly.

"They aren't like you."

"Maybe we should just both sit alone and feel sorry for ourselves," Trina said.

"Are you alone?"

"I am right now. Shawna is at my mother's house. Bill . . . excuse me, Mr. Granston, is in Louisiana burying his favorite uncle. I'm sitting here dreaming about you."

"Oh Trina . . ."

Laura could feel tears running down her cheeks. This time she was not faking.

"Do you want to come over here? So it won't seem as much like you're cheating? You know, in your own bed and all?"

"You always were so thoughtful, Laura," Trina said, with a little bite in her voice. "What about all those naked ladies you been sleeping with in your bed?"

There was an uncomfortable pause. There would be pain no matter where they met.

"I'll change the sheets," Laura said, trying to make light of it.

"I guess it is safer there," Trina said softly. "Should I come over now?"

"You mean is there anyone else here? No, there isn't. You should come over as fast as you can safely get here. I'm dying for you."

"Me too for you, hon'. I'm feeling the itch."

"I'm wet," Laura whispered. "Hurry." She gave Trina the directions.

"I'll be there in ten minutes."

Laura nearly broke her leg hurrying to change the sheets. They were fairly fresh anyway, but she and Yvette had fucked like two cats in heat on them only yesterday, and she was afraid that Trina would smell it. But god, we really had a heavenly fuck together, didn't we? she thought as she replaced them.

Trina was as good as her word and arrived in nine minutes exactly. Since she had never been to Laura's apartment-they had always met at her place because of Shawna-Laura met her downstairs at the main door and took her up in the elevator.

Trina was taking in the apartment building, but Laura could hardly keep from raping the beautiful girl even before they got to her apartment. As usual, seeing Trina set off wild sexual alarms in her, as if it were also Rina she was seeing, and she was going to have sex with the two of them bundled together. It pinched her with sadness and aroused her at the same time. Think of what it would have been like to have sex with both of them at the same time, when Rina was still alive!

I would have died on the spot of happiness and ecstacy, she thought.

But the situation was very emotionally charged, and sex wasn't all of it. Trina obviously too felt sexual desire for Laura. She had admitted as much on the phone. But seeing each other brought back the special quality of their feelings, and they were awkward, strained with each other.

"You sure have a nice place," Trina said, looking around. "Never realized you lived so nice."

Laura took Trina's hand and raised it to her lips, gazing deep into Trina's eyes. "I . . . sometimes thought I'd never see you again," she murmured.

"Told you you would," Trina smiled.

"But I didn't believe you. I thought you would decide . . . oh, that it was better not to see me."

Trina looked troubled. Laura could see that she was right.

"I'll be honest," Trina said. "I did feel that way. But it was no use. That's why I called."

Now Laura could hold back no longer. She took Trina's beautiful Rina-Trina face in both hands and kissed her large, sensual mouth, slowly and tenderly at first, but then more insistently, sliding her tongue inside, meeting Trina's, expressing every bit of her love for the girl through her kiss. And Trina quickly kissed her back, running her hands up and down Laura's body while her tongue invaded Laura's mouth.

Laura pulled back, panting softly. "Do you want to sit down and talk a little, have a cup of coffee, or a drink? Or do you want to---?"

Trina's eyes were also swimming with hot lust. Her fingers came up to the throat of her blouse, and she began unbuttoning it. "I want to," she said softly. "Where's your bedroom?"

Laura took her there. "Let's undress each other," she whispered. "It's been so long."

"Yes."

They knew that undressing each other was a way to make them both nearly burst by the time their clothes were off. They had done it over and over again in Trina's apartment, in her bedroom, after Shawna was asleep, trying not to wake her but wanting desperately to fuck immediately, like two wild animals. Parts of the undressing were even ritualized, so that Trina carefully unbuttoned Laura's blouse first, taking it completely off. Then Laura removed Trina's in the same way, perhaps caressing Trina's marvelous, smooth skin only with her fingertips, but not her lips.

Then, eyes locked, throbbing with meaning and sexual promise, they would both remove their pants, or skirts, and shoes, stockings, socks, kicking them aside. Finally, they would be facing one another in their underwear, the sexual pressure almost palpable in the room. They stood that way now, inches from each other, breathing heavily but not touching, their eyes locked as always, swirling and hungry.

"I've dreamed of this moment," Trina confessed in a whisper.

"Me too. Turn around."

Trina turned around, and Laura began to unfasten her bra clasp, but not quickly. Instead, she kissed the nape of Trina's neck, and the smooth backs of her shoulders, the shallow groove between her shoulder blades, while her fingers unfastened the clasp. When it was loose, she let the bra fall limp and slide down Trina's arms.

From behind, she brought her hands up under Trina's arms and clasped Trina's spectacular naked breasts with both hands, squeezing the firm globes sensually, feeling the huge bulbous nipples pressing into her palms. She pressed her body against Trina's naked back, kissing her shoulders again more passionately.

But Trina pulled away and turned around. "Your bra is hurting my back," she murmured. "All scratchy, all this beautiful lace."

She placed her hands on Laura's shoulders and turned Laura around. Now she did the same to Laura, kissing her back and shoulders as she unfastened the bra clasp, then cupping Laura's naked breasts from behind. But her own breasts were naked too, and as she pushed them into Laura's naked back, Laura felt her knees weaken in excitement.

She turned back around and they kissed very aggressively this time, pressing their naked breasts together and devouring one another. They still had their panties on, but each one slipped her hands under the other's, clutching flesh hungrily, pushing the panties down. Laura bent her mouth to one of Trina's exquisite black nipples and sucked it deeply inside.

"Unhhhh! Oh Laura!"

Slowly, still sucking passionately, Laura pushed Trina back until they both fell onto the bed. Now she scooped the luscious globes up in both hands and devoured Trina's bursting, swollen black nipples, first one, then the other, sucking and tonguing and pinching them until Trina was twisting and whimpering, watching Laura's mouth on her breasts, then throwing her head back and moaning, arching her back to push them harder into Laura's face.

But she was not about to let Laura take the upper hand completely. Still lying on her back, she pulled Laura up with persuasive strength until Laura's breasts were dangling over her mouth. Then she opened her lips and lowered Laura until her nipple slid between them. She sucked a large chunk of Laura's breast into her mouth.

"Oh . . . Jesus! Unhhhh!" Laura gasped, feeling her whole body light up with hot sexual fires.

For both of them it was not only the physical stimulation they gave each other, or their eagerness to re- explore each other's body, but also the rich, pulsing emotional chord they struck, the sharp longing and need they reawakened. Sucking each other's naked breasts only sparked a conflagration neither could have expected. During the next three minutes, they fucked as they had never fucked before, having always been constrained by Shawna's presence in the next room.

They swarmed over each other, whimpering and gasping and panting, kissing and sucking and biting, probing, rubbing, devouring each other in a fierce, all-consuming passion. Laura's bed shook and squeaked as they coiled around one another, moaning softly, then more desperately as each approached a fast, unstoppable orgasm. They had no time to lick or eat each other. Instead, in their urgency, they wrapped their legs around each other, squirming, pushing their hard, flexing thighs into each other's wet, open pussy.

And both came almost without realizing they were going to come. They fucked each other wildly with their thighs, and suddenly erupted in a torrent of coming, straining together and whimpering, then crying out as the spasms wrenched them.

"Ohnnn god Trina . . . auungghhhh! Oh shit! Ungghhh!" Laura cried out, feeling a sharp explosion of coming deep inside her pussy, feeling it respond to the sleek, hard muscle of Trina's thigh in a way she had not felt since her last episode with Brandi over a year ago.

Trina too climaxed at almost the same second. She pushed her face into Laura's neck, whinnying helpless, grinding her sopping wet pussy into Laura's thigh and groaning in a wild outpouring of ecstacy.

"Awwonnggg! Ohnngg oh Laura oh yes yes! Oh god yes oh hon' oh Jesus sweet fucking Jesus!" she moaned, undulating as the shockwaves passed through her.

As the intense spasms waned, they looked at each other blearily, kissing, still panting softly, shocked by their quick explosion. But both knew it was not enough to hold them, and they began kissing passionately again, almost immediately.

"Want you to fuck me hard, hon'," Trina panted in Laura's ear. "I really miss doing it with you. Fuck me hard, please. Fuck me fast and hard, and suck my pussy. God, I dream of it, hon'."

"Oh Trina," Laura moaned.

She quickly slid down between Trina's beautiful sleek black thighs and pressed her mouth to the girl's wet, blossoming vulva, sliding her tongue in deep.

"Oh!" Trina gasped. "Oh . . . yes! Ungghhh!"

She wanted to be fucked hard, and Laura wanted to fuck her hard, wanted to consume her. They had always fucked sensually and slowly, muffling and restraining their moans, careful not to rock the bed against the wall. But now they were making up for it.

Laura slid both hands under Trina's fantastic, hard, round buns and squeezed them as her tongue and lips devoured Trina's flowing pussy. Trina moaned and swirled her hips, rhythmically undulating her pelvis as Laura hungrily mouth- fucked her beautiful cunt. Her large, firm breasts rolled and jiggled, and Laura could easily see them above Trina's Venus mound, watching as Trina's fingers clipped and twisted her own bulbous, swollen, gleaming black nipples.

For the same reason they had tried not to make any noise in the past, Laura had never tried for Trina's g-spot. But now there was nothing in the way, and she began searching for it eagerly. She slid one long forefinger up into Trina's warm, buttery channel, probing, tickling Trina's clit at the same time with the tip of her tongue.

Trina went wild. Laura had never seen her so aroused. Her flexing, twisting body glowed with a thin film of sweat, gleaming like polished ebony, her bursting black nipples shiny and huge, her lovely face contorted with sexual tension. She whimpered and panted, squeezing her breasts, moaning to Laura.

"Ohhhh . . . oh Laura . . . oh Laura fuck me fuck me hard . . . oh Laura nobody fucks me like you do unhh unhh! Oh! Oh god, yes! Please! Ungghhh!"

Laura hadn't found it yet, but she knew she would. Trina was too aroused not to simply explode with fierce coming once Laura found it. She turned her finger, pressing the outer, spongy wall of Trina's tight pussy, kissing Trina's clit and purring to her.

"You're going to come so hard, girl, so hard. I'm going to make you come so hard!"

"Oh! Oh!"

"Do you want to come?"

"Oh! Oh god . . . yes! Please! Unngghh!"

Just then her body stiffened unexpectedly, a sign Laura had learned to recognize. The dam was about to burst. Laura raised the intensity by sucking Trina's whole clit into her mouth, tonguing it frantically while swirling her fingertip around on the spot inside Trina's pussy that would bring her to an unbelievable heaven of ecstacy.

Trina's body began to shudder involuntarily, and she simply burst with coming, one fierce climax following another as she thrashed and moaned and quivered through a long series of orgasms. At one point Laura had to reach up and cover her mouth with one hand because she was groaning so loudly, pumping frantically with her pelvis, and coming in successive shockwaves of intense pleasure, her lovely body flexing and clenching as each wave struck her.

She had never come so many times in a row since Laura had been sleeping with her. Laura counted six orgasms, reaching a peak of excruciating power with the fourth one, then two more tailing off from that, the last one a long, feathery swoon of bliss that left Trina weak and barely conscious. Her voice cracked as she spoke softly to Laura, her face still showing the impact of six shattering orgasms.

"Hon', you should warn me when you're going to do something like that," she smiled wanly. "Shoot, I feel like I oughta be marrying you instead of him. Nobody ever came close to doing that to me."

Laura kissed her cheek, then her lips warmly. "Something to remember me by."

"I can promise you I'm never going to forget it," Trina said, wide-eyed. "Where'd you learn to do that? No, don't tell me. I don't want to know."

"The important thing is that you liked it."

Getting her strength back now, Trina kissed her warmly. Then she slowly began to make love to Laura in a smoldering, sensual fashion, scooping up Laura's breasts in her long, sinuous black fingers and teasing Laura's nipples with her tongue. She proceeded to give Laura a thorough, ardent, and exhausting fucking. She too had never fucked Laura so completely or energetically, and now she came very close to rape.

Her pent-up lust as well as her deep love for Trina had Laura coming unbelieavably three times in quick succession. Trina fucked her hard, raping Laura's pussy with two fingers while she assaulted Laura's clit with her lips and tongue, even sliding one long finger up into Laura's ass in the middle of Laura's second orgasm, immediately leading her into the third.

Laura had known Trina was a passionate lover, but now she wondered if introducing a simple toy might drive them both to an even higher plane. On the other hand, she knew how sensitive Trina was about her, Laura's, affairs with other women. Trina would probably would think that Laura was distressingly perverted if Laura brought out even a simple dildo.

She wanted to but didn't dare. And so she flung herself back into a heated fucking frenzy, screwing Trina passionately, making her come again twice. After this, Trina sighed and shook her head.

"I knew you liked to fuck, but you and I never did it like this," she said softly.

"I love you. I want to eat you alive. Am I wearing you out?"

"Yes." Trina grinned sheepishly. "Wear me out some more."

"You fantastic girl. You want to keep on?"

Trina rolled Laura onto her back, rubbing their naked bodies together sensually. "What makes you think I can get enough of you?" she purred.

For the next hour, they fucked almost steadily, both showing amazing stamina as they coaxed more orgasms out of each other. At the end of it, neither could lift a finger. Trina had never come this many times in a row, and it had been months since Laura had either.

"I thought you said you loved me, hon'," Trina pouted playfully. "You tried to kill me today. I never came more than twice, you know. I mean with somebody else. I don't even know how many times I came today with you. I lost count at about ten. But my pussy feels like it came about twenty times."

"Probably close," Laura winked. "I came that many too. God, it was heaven with you, Trina."

"Oh," Trina scoffed, "you mean you don't do this all the time, with your other girl friends?"

Laura stared deep into her eyes. God, I'm such a shit and a liar, she thought. "You may not believe this, but I don't," she said solemnly.

"Really?"

Laura nodded.

"What, you both come two or three times and then call it quits for the night?"

Laura shrugged. "We're normal."

Trina still seemed skeptical. "I can tell you that if I could fuck like this, and come that many times, I wouldn't be stopping."

Laura walked her down to her car. "I hope that whenever Bill, or whatever his name is, can't satisfy you, you call me." Then Laura stopped herself, because it sounded so cheap.

But Trina didn't take it that way at all. Laura had done more than satisfy her. She had literally fucked her silly, fucked her in a way she had never been fucked before or imagined being fucked, and she was still throbbing from the afterglow. Her eyes teared up, and she caressed Laura's cheek with one finger, even though they were out in the open.

"Laura . . . I never had no experiences with anyone like I've had with you," she whispered.

"I'll always be here for you," Laura whispered back. "That's what I meant to say. It doesn't matter how many times you come. Or I come. It's what we mean to each other."

"I know. Can't kiss you, can I. People will see."

Laura nodded, sadly. "Say hello to Shawna for me. Call when you can."

"I will."

Trina got into her car and drove away.