They both dressed and went upstairs to Kendra's apartment.

"I guess I'm a lesbian now, right?" Kendra asked Laura ironically, as she locked the bolt behind them. "I could pretend it was make believe down in your apartment, but now that we're going to do it here, I can't pretend any more. I'm a lesbo, pure and simple. Right?"

"Come here, lesbo, and let me comfort you," Laura said.

They embraced loosely, wrists on one another's shoulders. "Don't you ever get enough?" Kendra asked. "I mean, after a few times with a guy, I've had it. I want to sleep. Or watch TV. Or read or go dancing, or something."

"I haven't got enough of you yet, if that's what you mean," Laura purred. "Are you disappointed?"

"No. I haven't got enough of you either. I think I like this lesbo business. Kiss me, you fool."

"Show me your bedroom." Laura whispered in her ear. "I want your pussy."

"God," Kendra gulped, "I never thought I'd say this, but my pussy wants you."

"Oh good! Then we should get along fine," Laura smiled.

Kendra took her to the bedroom. She pointed to the bed. "Not as big as yours. I never have sex here. Because of Jane."

"It only has to be big enough for the two of us," Laura said, beginning to undress Kendra again. "I love being able to undress you twice in one day."

"God, it's so exciting! Like being seduced twice in one hour."

"I still can't believe these boobs."

"Here, push yours against mine so our nipples touch. Oh god, it gives me shivers all over when we do that."

"It gives me the shivers when I suck one into my mouth," Laura murmured, dropping her head to the amazing hard round balls of flesh.

Kendra held her own breasts in her hands for Laura, while Laura tongued and sucked her wet black nipples. Then she quickly undressed Laura too and drew her down onto the bed. There she hungrily did the same thing to Laura's naked breasts.

Only twenty minutes before they had both been panting and moaning wildly in Laura's bed downstairs, but now it seemed almost as if they had never touched, so eager were they to devour each other. Laura kissed Kendra's sleek, flat midriff, her smooth dark belly, her fringe of glistening black pubic hair. With her fingers she parted Kendra's cuntlips and slipped her tongue into the warm, tangy wet pit between them.

"Ohhnn!" Kendra gasped. "Oh Laura . . . you're going to make me come again!"

"Yes."

Kendra had already come seven or eight times in Laura's apartment, and so she didn't spill over immediately. But in about three minutes Laura had her groaning and shuddering through another wrenching, exultant climax, her lovely body flexing and quivering as the rapturous spasms shook her. Even after the most intense part was over, she was still whimpering and keening softly, undulating, still coming in soft, dissipating waves.

"God, you bitch, you've ruined my life," she smiled over at Laura, who lay beside her, caressing her as she regained her senses.

Laura pouted. "I thought you liked it."

"I was happy before you. Mr. Penis would make me come, maybe two or three times, if I was lucky. Now I won't be happy with less than eight or nine."

"Or more," Laura teased. "I love fucking you. I'm not finished yet."

"Mmm, neither am I," Kendra purred, pushing Laura onto her back.

They fucked for another half hour without stopping. Laura had two more orgasms, and Kendra had three. They were lying together exhausted and happy, whispering, kissing, when both suddenly sensed another presence.

Kendra looked toward the bedroom door, and Laura's eyes followed hers.

"God, Jane! What are you doing here!" Kendra suddenly exclaimed, grabbing the sheet and pulling it up awkwardly over her and Laura.

They had left off most of the lights in the apartment. Squinting, Laura could see a silhouette in the doorway. She heard a girl's voice, giggling softly.

"Mama, looks like you made friends with the neighbor, right?"

"We're . . . just . . . oh shit . . . go in the other room, and I'll be right there," Kendra stammered, completely flummoxed with embarrassment.

Jane turned and left the doorway. Laura put a hand on Kendra's arm, figuring she need a little support. Kendra smiled curtly.

"She lives here," Laura whispered.

"You never have any privacy when you have a kid," Kendra hissed.

Laura touched Kendra's lips with her fingers. "Be nice."

Kendra softened visibly. "I will. Maybe you better get dressed."

"I know."

Kendra pulled on a bathrobe. Laura felt a sad wince as she watched the delicious naked body disappear under it, wondering if she would ever have it again. She knew how disturbing it could be to make these discoveries about oneself. Kendra smiled ruefully at her and left the bedroom.

Slowly, Laura pulled on her jeans and her sweater. She glanced in Kendra's bureau mirror and fluffed her hair with her fingers to make it look less tousled. Still, there was no way to pretend she and Kendra hadn't been fucking passionately in this bedroom only minutes before. They didn't even know how much Jane had overheard.

She walked slowly out, spotting Kendra and Jane sitting in the darkness in the living room. They looked at her. Jane's eyes widened as she saw Laura.

"Come over here, Laura," Kendra said softly.

Laura slowly approached them. She didn't know why it was such a sexually exciting moment. Maybe because she and Kendra had such obvious lust for each other. Or because Jane knew they had been fucking heatedly, because indeed all three of them knew it. Or because Jane herself, though only fifteen, was a totally gorgeous girl, darker than Kendra, on the petite side, with a wide, sensual mouth and dangerous black eyes.

"Jane, this is Laura. Laura, Jane . . . my daughter Jane."

Laura smiled warmly at Jane, trying to conceal any sexual interest she might have in her from both of them. "Pleased to meet you, Jane."

"Hi, Laura." Jane smiled suggestively.

"Laura and I were . . . just . . . well, we just hit if off," Kendra stammered, giggling nervously at the end.

"You sure did," Jane said.

"Well . . . and Laura has to leave now. Sorry you have to rush off, dear," Kendra said, standing up to show Laura to the door.

"Why don't you let her stay?" Jane asked, apparently just to make her mother squirm.

"Oh no . . . she has to go, don't you, Laura?"

There was a panicky look in Kendra's eyes. Laura, however, gazed deeply into them. Don't let this little interruption destroy what we had, her eyes told Kendra.

"Yes, I do have to go," she said evenly. "In fact . . . I was just leaving." She smiled at Jane. So incredibly fresh and fetching, so black and gorgeous, she thought. And only fifteen! Shame on me for even thinking it, and right after I've been caught in bed with her mother, too.

"Just leaving," Jane nodded, her smile ambiguous.

Laura knew that Jane knew everything. How could she not know? At the door Kendra showed her outside into the hall, then poked her head out and whispered.

"I'll call you. I . . . had a great time."

"Me too," Laura smiled back. Their eyes locked and pulsed in unison.

Then Kendra shut the door.

Laura lingered for a brief moment but then felt guilty for eavesdropping and returned to her own apartment. She had had a sexual workout and need a rest. First Yvette for a hot, impetuous, completely wanton hour. Then Kendra for two stunningly beautiful seductions and countless more thrilling orgasms.

Laura smiled to herself at her good fortune, but she was tired. She took a bath and was just relaxing into the hot water when she heard a knock at her front door. It couldn't be anyone from outside the building. She had let no one in. It had to be Kendra!

Taking care not to slip, she grabbed and towel and wrapped it around her carelessly, then dashed to the door. "Who is it?" she asked, peeking through the peephole.

"It's me," Kendra said in a loud whisper.

Laura already knew. Quickly she unlocked the door and let her in. She barely had it shut again before Kendra was all over her, kissing her naked wet body, flinging the towel aside.

"Oh god, you're all naked and wet, and so delicious," she murmured, licking the water off Laura's nipples.

"I was in the bath. What about Jane?"

"Oh, let me get in with you! God, we'll fuck in the bath. It'll be so exciting."

"Unhhh!" Laura gasped as Kendra's mouth closed on one of her wet nipples.

She knew, tired as she was, that she wanted it as badly as Kendra did. She drew her down the hall to the bathroom. Kendra had changed into pants and a loose sweatshirt, which came off easily. They climbed into the hot water.

"Oh god, it feels so good," Kendra sighed.

The feel of the warm water and the sight of each other's shiny, wet body filled them both with hot desire. They kissed voraciously, as if they had never kissed, devouring one another, groaning and whimpering, hand-fucking each other under the water, their pussies slimy and throbbing and hot.

For some reason-maybe the interruption by Jane, maybe the water-it was their wildest fuck yet. They grasped and sucked each other's slippery flesh, splashing and moaning and whimpering urgently, devouring each other. They sat face to face in the tub, one hand in each other's groin, probing and pumping and swirling frantically while they kissed and squeezed and sucked each other's breasts, then embraced, moaning into each other's ear.

"Oh god Laura I'm going to come again I never felt this way with anybody ungghhh! Oh . . . oh ungghhh! Yes yes!" Kendra panted.

"Hold me tight, honey, hold me tight!" Laura whimpered to her, knowing she was on the verge of another crushing orgasm herself. "Come with me . . . now now!"

They both came in a splashing, squealing explosion, hugging each other and groaning into each other's wet shoulder, their moans echoing off the bathroom tiles. The first few spasms were shattering, and then they sat rocking together and gurgling and cooing incoherently to one another as subsequent waves of intense pleasure poured through their bodies.

Laura had had a few bathroom episodes in the past, especially with Karen, that had come close, but she wondered if any had ever been as intense and unexpected and completely overpowering as this one. She and Kendra finally drew apart, looking deep into each other's eyes. They kissed very movingly, romantically, tenderly.

"We have made your bathroom very wet," Kendra whispered.

"You make me wet," Laura whispered back. "Who cares about the bathroom?"

"I'll help you clean it up."

They climbed out and began toweling each other off, lovingly. "You didn't answer my question about Jane," Laura said.

Kendra smiled. "She came home to get a book. She's gone back. By the way, she really thought you were cool. I mean gorgeous. She said, `Mama, I can see why you hit it off. She looks like a model or something.'"

"You mean she wasn't upset?"

"Hon', she knows her mama. She has seen how I feel about Mr. Penis. Haven't been able to keep it a secret, not much. Why should she be surprised that I suddenly get swept off my feet by a gorgeous white girl?"

"Is that what happened? I swept you off your feet?"

"How else did you get me on my back?" Kendra teased softly.

When they were dry, Laura tugged Kendra down the hall to the bedroom. She closed the door behind them.

"Are you going to fuck me again?" Kendra asked, playfully. "Don't you ever get enough? You are worse than Mr. Penis."

"No, I'm better," Laura murmured smokily.

She held both of Kendra's incredible hard round breasts in her hands and began to lick the large, wide, black nipples. Kendra shivered.

"I guess maybe you are," she breathed. "I haven't come this much in my whole life."

Laura pulled her down on the bed, into the rumpled sheets they had left earlier, when they had gone upstairs. "I want to fuck you with my pussy," she breathed hotly into Kendra's ear.

"What? Is that possible?" Kendra smiled.

Laura only smiled and gently pried her thighs apart. She slid one leg under Kendra's, not removing her eyes from Kendra's as she slowly inched forward, bringing her cunt closer and closer to Kendra's. Kendra's eyes darted from Laura's to their groins and back again.

"Oh god . . . I don't believe it," she said under her breath.

She gnawed on her lower lip, watching as Laura brought her own pussy right up to Kendra's. Laura looked deep into her dark eyes. "You want me to?"

Kendra nodded slowly. She seemed to hold her breath as Laura again moved forward, gently pushing their wet, naked pussies together. Then Kendra's breath caught in her throat. Her eyes rolled up.

"Oh . . . yes! Yes . . . Laura, yes!"

For the next five minutes they moved their pussies together, enjoying even the minutest sensation of their exposed inner flesh slipping and sliding together with each other, until after a few minutes they became so aroused that they couldn't slow down the churning of their hips. And now Laura, who had done this before, assumed the upper hand, forcing Kendra onto her back and grinding her hot pussy down into Kendra's.

It was a marvelous moment, for Kendra was now more pliant and submissive than she had ever been up to this time, and Laura realized she herself was experiencing some of the incredible, yielding beauty of the girl that `Mr. Penis' got to experience. She was fucking Kendra, and Kendra was loving it, giving into it completely. Kendra even began to moan and speak softly to Laura.

"Fuck me with your pussy . . . yes yes yessss . . . fuck me with your pussy, Laura, your sweet sweet pussy, your pretty pink pussy, fuck my black pussy with your pink pussy . . . oh yes oh yes please . . . Laura . . . unhhh! Unghhh!"

This excited them both so much that only about thirty seconds after Kendra started it they both began to come. The climax was not a shocking, wrenching blow like the earlier ones, or the one in the bathtub, but a molten bubble welling up inside both of them, then bursting into a beautiful throbbing cloud of intense orgasmic spasms that enveloped both of them at the same moment.

It was a perfect end to an exhausting, orgiastic day, they lay coiled together for nearly twenty minutes enjoying the tingling afterglow of their tireless, intense fucking. But finally Kendra had to leave.

"If she comes back again and I'm not there, she'll think I'm even more of a sex maniac than she already does," she murmured to Laura.

"After all, she probably thinks you're a pervert now, too," Laura kidded her.

"Oh no, I told you she thinks your gorgeous. I got the feeling she thought anyone would die to go to bed with you, man or woman."

Laura made a self-deprecating moue. "Really?"

Kendra bristled briefly. "And don't you start getting any ideas. She's fifteen, she ain't old enough for you to be bopping her."

"I wouldn't think of it," Laura said, as sincerely as she could.

Actually, she was thinking of how gorgeous Jane was, how fresh and attractive, how lovely her young, virginal or almost virginal body would be.

"You better not be thinking of it, or your ass is grass, lady. Anyway, I want you all to myself."

"What about Miss Black America? Or Miss Pepper Pot?"

Laura smiled devilishly.

Kendra shrugged. "Guess I can't keep you away from them, any more than you can keep me away from Mr. Penis. But I don't have to like it."

"I hope you make Mr. Penis practice safe sex, my dear," Laura said, seriously.

"Oh, you just bet I do. I put his little coat on for him every time," Kendra squinted in mirth. "Too bad, though. I did enjoy the feel of cum squirting into me. But that's long gone."

"There are compensating things. I have a girl friend who lets her husband come all over her boobs. She says it excites them both like crazy. Actually, I had a guy do it once to me, and she was right."

Kendra's jaw dropped. "You never cease to amaze me, girl. You mean you like dudes too? You let one shoot his load all over your pretty little titties? You bad, girl."

"Actually, he couldn't help it," Laura grinned. "He pushed it up against them, and then all of a sudden . . . whoosh!"

"Can't say as I blame him, with these beauties," Kendra purred, stroking Laura's still-naked breasts lovingly.

"If you plan to leave, you'd better not start that again," Laura warned softly.

"I know." Kendra was wistful. "What're you doing tomorrow night?"

For the first time Laura began to panic. Kendra was lovely, hot, inexhaustible, but she lived in the same apartment house, right above Laura. The privacy Laura had enjoyed for years was gone. How could she get anybody into her bed without Kendra knowing it? And Jane too?

"I . . . don't know yet," she answered.

Kendra sensed the aloofness, the distance. "Oh . . . I see. Well then. We'll just play it by ear, how's that?"

Laura looked down. "Fine."

But she didn't want this marvelous day to end on an uncomfortable note. She took Kendra in her arms, kissing her deeply, movingly.

"You don't have to do this," Kendra whispered. "I'm a grownup. I have some boyfriends too, you know. You aren't the only one who gets to enjoy this pretty black pussy. I don't expect you . . . just to wait around for me."

Laura smiled sadly. "Let's shoot for the weekend."

"Okay by me. But Jane might be a problem."

Laura resisted the impulse to say, `Bring her along!' "We'll play it by ear, as you said," she winked.

At the door they kissed again. "Thank you for seducing me, Laura," Kendra said, trying to keep a straight face.

"Thank you for letting me."