One afternoon Laura was cleaning her kitchen when Jane appeared at her door. With her was another girl, about the same age, not nearly as pretty as Jane but, as Laura quickly realized, very attractive in her own right. She was very, very dark, much darker than Jane, definitely as dark as Cecilia, and had bangs and a sort of Dutch-girl flip of her stiff hair below her ears. Her nose was large and flattish, and you could see small pouches under her eyes where some day bags would develop.

"I wanted you to meet my friend Charise," Jane grinned.

Charise smiled, and Laura’s heart overflowed. Before she had smiled, she was almost homely. But now she was angelic and movingly lovely. How could that be?

"Pleased to meet you, Miss Robbins," Charise said.

"I told her about the beautiful lesbian that lives downstairs," Jane said, outrageously, living up to her prior self.

"Jane!" Laura frowned sharply.

Jane could hardly contain her mirth. "My mama and Laura do the Big Thing together all the time," she said to Charise. "They be moaning and carrying on down here, girl, like two horny cats."

"You lying," Charise scoffed. "She beautiful. She ain’t no lesbian. You lying. She look like one of those Cosmopolitan chicks."

Laura smiled and blushed. She was very attracted to Charise, and of course she would have liked to scratch Jane’s eyes out. As well as fuck her brains out.

"Thank you," Laura said, still blushing, flirting very obviously with Charise, even though the girl was scarcely sixteen.

Jane jabbed her friend in the ribs with an elbow. "See, Laura’s looking at you like she looked at me. She and I did the Big Thing too. Didn’t we, Laura."

Now Laura blushed beet-red.

"Did not," Charise scoffed back. "You embarrassing this pretty white lady, Jane."

"Look, would you two girls like to come inside?" Laura asked. "I mean, it’s better than standing here in the hall talking outrageously like this."

She tried to look exasperated, but she was actually very stimulated. She and Jane had fucked very hotly only a few days ago, and this girl Charise was wildly desirable. Laura couldn’t stop herself from wondering what it would be like to be in bed with both at the same time, even though she was ashamed of herself for wondering.

They came inside. "Ooohhh, look at that great view!" Charise said, going to the window.

Laura and Jane exchanged looks. Laura’s said, ‘You little black bitch, I’m crazy about you, but how could you do this to me? How could you talk to me that way?’

Jane’s said, ‘You want to fuck Charise too, don’t you, you dirty ole white lady? Go ahead and admit it. She’s pretty, ain’t she?’

Laura stood with her hands on her hips, looking at the two of them, these delicious black Lolitas. She had not had a chance until now to closely observe Charise’s body, but now she could see that it was formed just as beautifully as Jane’s, though Charise had slightly larger breasts. But both were young and firm and smooth and perfect. A small shudder went through Laura as she again imagined herself naked between both of their naked bodies.

Jane, as if a mind reader, looked at her ironically. "You cold?"

"No . . . just a little sort of . . . you know, a shiver, caught me."

"Someone walked over your grave. That’s what my Grandma says."

"No. I think it was something else."

"I do too," Jane said, eyes glittering mischievously.

Jane had been too busy last time manipulating Laura into fucking her to notice the view, which was spectacular. She went to the window with Charise, and they both admired it.

"Oooohh, it’s romantic," Charise said.

Jane giggled. "Laura, do you and Mama look at this view and kiss and everything before you do the Big Thing together?"

Laura blushed again, trying not to get angry at Jane, who didn’t know when to stop.

But Charise hit Jane on the arm with the flat of her hand. "You cut that out. You got no manners, girl."

"You should see her kiss me," Jane pouted coquettishly. "Then you’d believe me. You’d like to kiss me, wouldn’t you, Laura?"

She sidled up to Laura, offering her mouth, which was indeed incredibly tempting. Jane had a very sensual mouth. Her eyes were hot with mischief and danger and sex. They both knew something exciting was about to happen.

"I would," Laura whispered, bending forward and catching those large, sensual lips with her own, slithering her tongue between them.

It was a very sensual, arousing kiss. The only parts of their bodies to touch were their mouths and tongues, and they teased and tempted each other while Charise watched, paralyzed in astonishment and sexual fascination. Finally, they let their mouths come completely together, and only then did they embrace and begin kissing even more passionately.

Jane whimpered softly, and Laura dropped her hands to the girl’s gorgeous bottom, digging her fingers into the round, firm buns through the fabric of Jane’s skirt.. Their breath quickened. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Charise watching them. Jane’s eyes were closed. The little minx, Laura thought. All she wants is to fuck.

But Laura sympathized with that urge. Only a few days ago she had fucked this beautiful, writhing girl, sucking her lovely long black pussy while pushing two fingers up into this incredible ass. And Jane had come and come unbelievably and repeatedly. No wonder they both briefly forgot about Charise.

But they both seemed to remember her at the same time. They stopped kissing and turned their heads to look at her, still holding one another tightly.

"Why don’t you kiss her too, Laura," Jane said, in a much huskier, breathless voice, registering the impact of their ravenous kiss. "Wouldn’t you like to kiss Charise?"

"Yes."

Laura released Jane from her embrace. Charise was right next to them. Laura barely had to move. She looked at the nervous girl, who now seemed more like a child than a young woman with an alluring, sexy body.

"Go on, Charise, let her kiss you," Jane prompted.

Charise suddenly smiled, a charming, artless, friendly smile. "I’d like to," she said in a very soft voice.

Laura extended one hand and caressed Charise’s deeply black, smooth cheek with the back of one finger. She brought her face close to Charise’s, slipping her tongue between the girl’s sensual lips. Charise’s tongue met hers.

Laura was already so sexually aroused from kissing Jane, and from the desire she had felt for Charise when she first saw her, that it was hard not just to force herself passionately on the poor girl and drag her to the floor for an energetic rape. And she knew Jane, the little sex fiend, would probably help. But Charise was very sweet and tender, and her lips curved effortlessly into Laura’s as their kiss developed, growing hotter and more adventurous each second.

Laura continued to caress Charise’s cheek with her finger. Her tongue was in Charise’s mouth, and Charise’s tongue was curling around it. Laura enfolded the girl in her arms, embracing her, rubbing her back through the thin fabric of her blouse, feeling the strap of Charise’s bra under her fingertips. Slowly, she dropped her hands to Charise’s ass, as she had done to Jane’s, and dug her fingers into the round, hard buns the same way.

"Unhhh!" Charise gasped, briefly separating her mouth from Laura’s to catch a quick breath.

The girl’s dark eyes were swirling with sexual excitement. Laura sensed Jane right next to them as Jane moved closer, then behind Charise, so that she was pinned between them. Jane bent forward and kissed Charise’s neck.

"Her skin is so black," Jane said softly, half in awe, though she was very dark herself.

"It’s so beautiful," Laura murmured, kissing the other side of Charise’s smooth, black neck. "So beautiful."

"At school we call her ‘Inky’ because she’s so black," Jane murmured.

Charise seemed to only half hear them since she was becoming so sexually aroused by their kisses and caresses.

"Inky, don’t you want me and Laura to do it to you?" Jane whispered, reaching around Charise with both hands and beginning to unbutton her blouse.

"I . . . never did it with no chick," Charise panted softly, half-bewildered, as indeed Laura was too, by the speed with which it was all happening.

"This is two chicks, Inky," Jane giggled. "Twice the fun."

Laura caught Charise’s mouth again with her own and kissed her very emotionally, very urgently. Jane got the last of Charise’s blouse buttons unfastened. She pulled off the girl’s blouse, revealing more of her smooth, gleaming, perfect black skin. Her white bra and straps made it seem even blacker. Laura was always very aroused by deeply black skin, and this was no exception.

"God . . . you’re so beautiful!" she breathed, stroking and kissing Charise’s shoulders.

Now Charise giggled softly. "I ain’t beautiful. Only cute."

"I’m beautiful too," Jane pouted.

"You’re both so beautiful," Laura added. "Let’s go into the bedroom."

Since she and Jane had fucked exuberantly only days before in the bedroom, Laura knew she wouldn’t be nervous about going there. But Charise was another matter. They were inviting her into a lesbian encounter, not only with one but with two girls at the same time. Who wouldn’t be nervous? Like Jane, she probably had had only a few sexual partners, if that.

Charise looked vaguely worried, as if something unexpected might happen to her. Laura kissed her again. She kissed her cheek, her ear.

"I want you," she whispered. "Jane wants you. We want to . . . make you come."

Charise grinned. "Can you make me come?"

"Girl, she can make you go off like a rocket," Jane said. "Take my word for it."

Laura tugged one hand, Jane the other. Charise let herself be led into Laura’s bedroom, where her eyes widened at the sight of the king-sized bed. As quickly but as unobtrusively as possible, both Laura and Jane were removing their own clothes. Jane was naked first, and when Charise turned her head and saw her friend’s perfect jutting breasts completely naked, she smiled sheepishly.

"You really serious, aren’t you?" she said bashfully.

To distract her, Laura kissed her again. While she was doing it, Jane unclasped Charise’s bra. It slid off, with Jane’s help, and Laura’s hands rose to Charise’s naked breasts. They were not firm little jutting cones, like Jane’s breasts, but larger, upswept, pear-shaped globes with larger nipples than Jane’s, big coal-black bulbs. Both Charise and Laura grew more excited as Laura cupped and squeezed them, stabbing her tongue into Charise’s mouth.

"Inky, you got a beautiful body," Jane exclaimed, running her hands all over it, the parts that Laura wasn’t already holding. "You been holding out on me."

Laura was now kissing her shoulders and her smooth black chest. This girl is amazingly lovely, she thought. Her mouth finally reached one of Charise’s large black nipples, and she eagerly sucked it between her lips.

"Ahhnnn!" Charise moaned softly.

"Let’s get her on the bed," Jane said softly, tugging at the zipper of Charise’s jeans.

Together they gently pushed her down on her back on the bed, and Laura distracted her by dangling her own naked breasts in Charise’s face, then letting them slide down her body so that they brushed against her own breasts, catching Charise’s sensual mouth again with her own in a scorching kiss. Jane pulled off her jeans and her panties, then rejoined Laura, and they both sucked and squeezed Charise’s beautiful young breasts until the girl was twisting and whimpering excitedly.

"I’m going to eat her pussy," Laura whispered to Jane as she slid lower, down the girl’s delicious, writhing black body.

Jane took both of Charise’s naked breasts in her hands now, licking and sucking Charise’s nipples hungrily. "Inky, you got some beautiful boobs, too," she murmured. "You like me to suck you, don’t you."

"Ohhnnnn . . . shit, it feels so good!" Charise panted. "Ahhhh!" she gasped as Laura’s tongue found the inflamed, fiery wet cleft of her open pussy. "Oh Jesus holy Jesus!"

Jane giggled. "Jesus ain’t gon’ help you now, girl."

"Unh! Unh!"

It was quite easy to see that Charise had never experienced anything like this in her short life. Laura was an expert, and the girl’s delicious young pussy was the closest thing to a virginal paradise that she had ever tasted. It was a clean, puckered seam of tangy cunt juice with a pretty little pinkish clit under its gleaming black hood at the top. Laura lavished a lot of skill on it, licking and probing it until Charise was nearly going out of her mind.

"She’s gonna come, Laura," Jane said, still slurping and sucking Charise’s hard, rubbery, wet nipples, and pinching them with her fingers. "You gonna come, Inky? Come on, girl, you can do it. Now? You gonna come now? Yes . . . that’s it, yes."

Laura knew she was going to come too because her hips were already quaking and shuddering. She pressed the flat of her tongue hard against Charise’s swollen clit, and Charise’s whole body stiffened as the floodgates burst. A wonderfully fierce orgasm suddenly seized her beautiful young body, and she cried out in unbelievable ecstacy as it wrenched her.

"Aooowwnnnggg! Auungggghhiieee! Ohhhnggg god! Ungghh!" she moaned, thrashing and pumping frantically, coming in great clenching spasms.

Jane’s eyes widened as she watched her friend come in wave after wave of rapture. She grinned at Laura. "I hope you got one of those in store for me."

Laura smiled at her. "Let’s give her another one first."

"You mean me?"

Laura nodded, moving away to give Jane room to scoot down between Charise’s spread thighs. Charise was still whimpering and gasping through the aftershocks of a terrific climax. Jane quickly settled in and began to lick her wet pussy again, feverishly, bringing Charise back to a peak of sexual excitement very fast.

"Charise, you got such a pretty black pussy," she murmured, calling Charise by her right name this time. "You just pretty everywhere."

"Ohhhnnn . . . oh god! Oh shit . . . it feels so good!" Charise panted, looking down at Jane now between her quivering thighs, and Laura fondling and sucking her breasts and nipples.

Laura slid up to her face and kissed her cheek, then her mouth, searingly. Jane kept making love to her pussy, and in only seconds, in the middle of Laura’s kiss, Charise began to come again.

"Oh god . . . I’m gonna come again!" she gasped, her eyes going glassy, her body tensing into waves of pleasure as the orgasm struck her. "Aunngghhh!"

Laura held her while she came, and Jane slid upwards too, embracing Charise along with Laura and kissing her cheek, squeezing her delicious naked breasts, as Charise writhed and moaned through her second orgasm. When it finally released her, she blinked at them.

"I been missing a lot," she said with a charmingly innocent grin. "I didn’t even know you could have a come like those two."

Jane beamed at her, having been confirmed in her promises. "Told you Laura would do that," she said. "Now . . . it’s my turn." She turned to Laura.

Jane, for all her brassiness and bold mischief, was only sweet sixteen too, and Laura desired her wildly. She took her hand.

"Come here, darling, and get yours," she murmured sexily, pulling Jane down next to her on the bed beside Charise, who was content to watch them.

Jane was beautiful, and Laura wanted to consume her. Even though she too was dark and had a beautiful body, she and Charise were very different. Jane’s skin was the hue of rich, dark chocolate, not coal black like Charise’s skin. Her breasts, like her mother’s, were hard and jutting, and her ass was spectacular, whereas Charise’s bottom was beautiful but not in a league with Jane and Chanitra.

They kissed ravenously, as if they had never kissed before.

"Want you to fuck me, Laura. Want you to fuck me hard," Jane panted. "She was just a warm-up for me. Yes . . . yes, oh yes! Unhhh! Oh . . . god yes!"

Laura devoured her young, springy breasts, sucking her nipples thirstily, bunching up Jane’s wonderful breasts in her hands and attacking the soft, black, swollen cones of her nipples with her mouth. Jane’s eyes rolled up behind her lids. She began moaning and panting and twisting uncontrollably, wildly excited.

Laura could hardly believe how beautiful and desirable the girl was, even more so than last time. Joining Laura in fucking Charise had aroused her to a new level, and she was delirious, wild, quivering and mewling with urgent need. Laura slid down her undulating body toward her pussy, and Jane immediately clutched her own delicious breasts in both hands, twisting and pinching and pulling her nipples.

"Fuck me fuck me fuck me, Laura," she panted over and over again.

Laura already knew that Jane was a quick comer, and that she was about to spill over any second, with hardly any help. Jane’s wet, slippery, black-lipped pussy was every bit as beautiful as Charise’s, and she wanted to spend a lot of time loving it, but there was no time to waste. She quickly slid two fingers deep into the warm, tight, buttery slit, and began flicking Jane’s distended clit with the tip of her tongue at the same time.

Jane emitted two clipped, strangled groans, then came in a hot uprush of violent spasms. "Ungghhhh! Ohhhnnggg . . . auungghhhh! Oh god! Auungghhhh!" she groaned, writhing and thrashing wildly as the shocks hit her.

Charise had watched all of this in rapt fascination. Only after the worst shocks of Jane’s orgasm had passed did she dare to join them. She embraced Jane from the side and ran her hand over Jane’s breasts, squeezing them gently and massaging Jane’s nipples, admiring and enjoying them.

Jane looked up at her, dazed and red-eyed, still reeling from the shock of her terrific climax. She smiled at Charise, weakly.

"Wish I had titties like these," Charise said. "So firm . . . and they stick out."

Both Laura and Jane realized that Charise hadn’t really participated in anything but being fucked herself yet. Jane’s hands came up to her naked breasts, and she held them, offering them to Charise.

"Kiss them, girl," she murmured, eyes swirling with sex. "Suck them."

Charise needed little encouragement since that was exactly what she wanted to do anyway. She began licking and kissing Jane’s delectable, shiny black nipples, then sucked one into her mouth. Jane’s eyes rolled up again.

"Ahhhhh! Ohhhh . . . yes, Inky, yes! Do it harder . . . yes!" Jane gasped, tossing her head.

Caught up in her passion, Charise sucked Jane’s breast hungrily, then moved to the other, sucking it just as hard and long, so that Jane was completely aroused again, her hips quivering and churning uncontrollably as she was overcome by the need to be fucked again. Laura had to wonder whether she should even interfere in this drama since these two lovely young teenagers were discovering the excitement of this encounter together, feeling an intimacy that had not affected their friendship so far.

In the middle of mouth-mauling Jane’s jutting young breasts, Charise turned her face to Laura, smiling awkwardly, her expression a cross between a child’s on Christmas morning and a grown woman electrified by a lust she had never known before.

"Lick her pussy, honey," Laura encourage her softly. "Make her come, she wants to come again. Lick her . . . make her come."

Charise’s smile changed infinitesimally to a grin, and she nodded slightly.

"Yessss . . . suck my pussy, Inky," Jane begged her softly. "Suck my pussy. I want to feel your tongue in my pussy, Inky."

With Laura watching in thrilled fascination, Charise slid down between Jane’s sleek, yawning thighs and quickly pressed her mouth to Jane’s flowing pussy. Jane’s back immediately arched, and she moaned in a seizure of hot lust, pumping her pussy slowly up into Charise’s mouth. She grabbed her own breasts and began twisting her nipples roughly, biting her lower lip, panting, whimpering extravagantly.

All her reactions excited Charise even more--as they also excited Laura--and she ate Jane’s streaming pussy passionately, tongue-fucking it and tormenting Jane’s clit.

"Oh god! Yes . . . now!" Jane cried out. "Oh god, Inky, I . . . I’m gon’ come, girl! Auugnghhhh! Ungghhhh!"

Jane came rhapsodically, a volcanic, dramatic orgasm that would have seemed overly theatrical had Laura not known how authentic it was. Jane came hard every time, and this was no exception. Charise seemed mometarily stunned by what she had wrought.

"Did I make her come that way?" she asked Laura wonderingly, as Jane, still half-shuddering and keening softly in the aftermath, lay quivering beside them.

"You did," Laura smiled.

She couldn’t help embracing the darling girl, and they fell to the bed next to Jane, kissing feverishly. Both girls finally realized that Laura was the last one in line, and they both turned to remedying the problem. Jane recovered, and soon they had Laura pinned between them, again the cream filling in the middle of the Oreo cookie, and they brought her to a helpless, shattering orgasm in about a minute.

Laura came so hard and so quickly and uncontrollably that she completely forgot to muffle her screams. She realized only as she was recovering from the fierce spasms that all three of them had groaned and cried out in profuse wails of ecstacy. God, I can only hope that Kendra isn’t home, she thought. Here I am fucking her daughter and her daughter’s friend, and we really are howling like three horny cats after all.

But the girls were so excited by the sex they had already had, and the possibility of more, that they quickly drew Laura into another round, and she was powerless to refuse. The three of them fucked in a variety of ways for the next hour, stopping only when each had climaxed six times, and even the teenagers were, at least temporarily, tired.

"This is fun!" Charise beamed at Laura and Jane. "Who needs dudes when we got each other?"

"Inky, you a lesbian now for sure," Jane teased her. "Like me and Laura. Ain’t that right, Laura? We all lesbians for sure now, even Mama."

"Your mother will kill me," Laura said.

As if by fate, there was a sudden knocking on Laura’s front door, which they could hear even from the bedroom. Oh god! Laura thought. It had to be someone from inside the building since she had buzzed no one in from the lobby! Kendra! Oh god!

"Oh shit, it’s your mother!" she said aloud.

"Can’t be," Jane said, incredulous. "She ain’t supposed to be home until six."

They glanced at the clock radio, all three. It was six twenty.

"Oh shit," Jane said.

"Get dressed, you guys," Laura said, pulling on her bathrobe.

She went to the door, opening it a crack. She was right, it was Kendra, looking stunning herself in a short white skirt that showed off her spectacular legs, and a tight blouse that her hard breasts nearly broke through.

"Laura," she whispered, "you’re getting carried away down here. Sounds like you got a bed full of hellcats fucking each other down here. Better keep it down. I’m jealous as hell. Have you see Jane?"

"Why . . . no," Laura said, trying not to blush. I’m such a rotten liar, she thought.

"She should be home, doing her homework. That little bitch is going to catch hell when she does get here. Why don’t you invite me in? I know we’ve always been alone together, but I don’t have any objection to a little adventure."

"I . . . can’t," Laura said softly, desperately anxious.

But she had no way of controlling the very unpredictable Jane, who suddenly appeared behind her, peering over Laura’s shoulder at her mother.

"Hi, Mama."

Laura thought Kendra might faint, first with shock, then with anger and dismay. At first she was speechless, but then the rage came boiling up. She glowered at Jane.

"What in hell are you doing here?" she asked Jane in a cutting tone. Then her eyes, fierce with anger, turned to Laura. Only now did Laura realize that Jane was still naked. "You god damned fucking child molester!" she swore at Laura.

Jane blithely ignored it all, smiling disingenuously at her mother, though stark naked. "Mama, me and Laura and Inky be doing the Big Thing. We did it goooood! You must’ve heard me screaming."

"Young lady, get some clothes on and get yo’ black ass upstairs before I beat the living shit out of you right here in front of everybody!" Kendra said, quivering with rage.

Laura looked around for Charise but didn’t see her. She must be hiding out, she thought. Smart. Smarter than I am.

Laura tried to calm Kendra down. "Kendra, let me explain . . ."

"You can explain to the police, you bitch," Kendra hissed. "It’s against the law to fuck a girl under eighteen. You pervert!"

Tears came to Laura’s eyes. Kendra was right, and there was no defense for Laura. She had fucked both teenagers, fucked them energetically, enthusiastically. In fact, all three had indulged in a heated and thrilling orgy of wild fucking for the past hour or more. How could she deny it?

Laura’s tears seemed to set off Kendra’s own, though Kendra was caught between rage and sorrow. Big tears now spilled down her cheeks. She looked devastated, which in fact she was.

"Laura, how could you? How could you? She’s my daughter!"

Laura gulped, shattered by guilt. "I . . . know. I’m sorry."

Kendra scowled, then hollered at Jane, who had gone back to Laura’s bedroom to retrieve her clothes. "The little tart, the little cunt," she murmured. "She probably seduced you, right? She’s such a little tease. Out of control. Just out of control. But you, you Laura, you’re the grownup here. You should have enough strength to refuse. What did she do, strip and beg you to screw her?"

"No," Laura said, looking down.

She didn’t want to get Jane in more trouble than she had already. Jane appeared and brushed past Laura into the hallway, brushing past her mother too, her face barely containing a smile of deep mischief. Laura realized that she was competing with Kendra for her, and was happy to cause a rift between them. The fact that she had been too sexually attractive for Laura to resist her was equally pleasing.

Kendra glowered at Laura, speaking in a low but very hostile voice. "If you ever touch this girl again, I’ll have you thrown in jail, you disgusting lesbian pervert," she said. Then the sorrow came through in her face, as it became clear to them both that their own affair was over. How could they ever resume it after this? "Oh Laura, how could you have done that to us?"

"I didn’t mean to," Laura wept softly. "I . . . couldn’t help it. She’s beautiful. She reminded me of you. I---"

"Don’t say any more," Kendra cut her off.

She turned and left without another word. Gloomily, Laura went back inside and shut the door.