Laura accompanied Stevie only as far as the hotel lobby. She didn’t want to return with her to the reception and have Rhonda spot them together. Somehow she knew anyone would guess they had been energetically fucking for the past hour. Stevie positively glowed, and Laura felt like she was glowing too. Rhonda would sense it immediately, having been there herself.

They gave each other a deeply meaningful look, and then Stevie returned to the hotel ballroom, accompanied by the stunned gazes of all the men who passed her. But I had my tongue in her pretty pussy only a few minutes ago, Laura taunted them in her mind. Not you.

She returned home to a week of exhilarating sex with Charise, Randi, and Mavis, her new heartthrob, though she still felt as intensely for the first two as ever. It was a hot cauldron of love for her, and she immersed herself in all three girls, drinking them almost, fucking each one passionately and exhaustingly, until each one left knowing she was the center of Laura’s life. And that was exactly the way Laura wanted it. She made them pant, she made them come, she made them grateful.

And they nearly wore her out. Fortunately, both teenagers were still living at home and were accountable to their mothers. They also had homework and school activities and couldn’t visit Laura often or stay long. But Randi had specifically dumped her boyfriend so that she could spend all her time with Laura. It was harder to elude her. Laura had to plead her period, or a touch of flu, or general exhaustion, just to get an evening alone.

Finally, she succeeded and was settling into a warm bath when the phone rang. She listened to the answering machine to see who it was. Shavon’s warm, urgent voice wafted to her from the living room.

"Laura, god I’ve missed you."

Then there was a long silence. Laura by now was sitting bolt upright in the bath, listening eagerly. She had not seen Shavon for months. She felt a little guilty for not calling her at work, but she had learned with married women that their lives were often more complex, and they had less free time. She waited for them—Cecilia, Yvette, Shavon—to call her, not wanting to endanger their relationships by arousing suspicions.

She had not seen Shavon for about two months. But as soon as she heard the girl’s voice, her heart began to race. She knew that if Shavon had not been married, the two of them would have had a much more intense relationship, resembling hers with Randi. On top of that, Shavon had introduced her both to Vondi, and to her half-sister Vanessa. Vondi was off on an exotic dancer appearance tour, and Vanessa had apparently given up on Laura out of jealousy of all Laura’s other girlfriends.

But why had Shavon not called? Finally, the voice on the answering machine resumed. "I wanted to give you a chance to shut off the machine, in case there was someone with you," Shavon’s voice said.

Laura realized that, in a worst case scenario, Shavon could have thought Laura might even be entering her apartment with Vanessa.

"I’m sorry I haven’t called. Call me. Tonight. I’m alone. Brad’s out of town. Hope you haven’t forgot my phone number. I have to hang up before your tape runs out."

Even though she had just got into her bath, Laura couldn’t relax now. Quickly she got out and dried off, throwing on a bathrobe. Then she called Shavon, having kept her number but never used it until now for fear of getting ‘Brad’.

"Laura? God, I’ll bet you thought I’d dropped off the face of the planet."

Even though Laura had missed her, she didn’t want to confess that she had been busy fucking Randi, Sholandra, Jane, Kendra, Charise, Earlene, Mavis, and Stevie Archer in the meantime. Did I leave anyone out? she wondered, feeling truly like a sex maniac.

"I didn’t want to call and get you in trouble," she said, softly.

"You aren’t in bed with anyone else right now, are you? You naughty girl?"

"Nobody but my teddy bear."

"Can I come over? I’m afraid to have you over here. Neighbors would see."

And over here, neighbors will hear every moan, Laura thought ruefully, thinking of Kendra and Jane.

"Girl," she whispered into the phone, "we haven’t seen each other in so long, we may hurt each other."

"Oh god, I can’t wait!" Shavon sighed.

"Drive carefully."

"I’ll be there in a flash."

Laura realized that she was wet, just from this brief conversation. Quickly she put on something casual. She paced the floor, waiting for this gorgeous woman who was racing through the city to her bed. It only took about fifteen minutes for Shavon to get there.

Inside the door to Laura’s apartment, they began devouring one another hungrily. Shavon still had her coat on. Laura tore open the collar to kiss her neck, raising her hands to Shavon’s large breasts and squeezing them through her blouse and bra.

"God, you’re more beautiful than I remembered," she gasped, meaning every word, kissing Shavon’s beautiful black ear, biting her earlobe.

"Ouch!" Shavon giggled. "You’re out of control, Laura."

"I want to rape you."

"Ooooh, that sounds like fun. I want to rape you, too."

"Do you want to have a drink first? Get reacquainted? It feels like it’s been years."

Shavon’s eyes throbbed. "I think you know what I want," she breathed.

"This way," Laura said, pulling her down the hall.

In her bedroom, Shavon removed her coat, tossed it on a chair, and they kissed again, this time slowly, sensually. Laura unbuttoned each button down the back of Shavon’s blouse while they kissed. When their mouths came apart, the loose blouse slipped off Shavon’s shoulders and down her arms. She flung it on top of her coat, now wearing only her champagne-colored bra on top. Her large, full breasts filled the cups wonderfully.

She was, Laura realized, shockingly beautiful. No wonder I fell so hard for her the first time I saw her, she thought. Shavon was very black and had a movie-star-quality face, framed by her silky ‘good’ hair with fetching bangs along her forehead. She was a full-figured girl, so different from the lean teenagers and the marvelously thin Stevie Archer, the lovely creatures Laura had been sleeping with lately.

Shavon had a voluptuous body, a tiny waist, full, swelling hips, large round breasts, and Laura found herself quivering with lust.

"It’s been so long," she whispered.

"Three months," Shavon nodded. "I couldn’t . . . get away."

Or you were trying to break the need, Laura thought, trying not to reproach her out loud. "I missed you," Laura said.

Shavon saw Laura looking at her breasts. "You missed these."

"I missed all of you."

"Everybody likes these," Shavon flirted.

Slowly, enjoying Laura’s attention, she reached both hands behind her back and unfastened her bra. Mesmerized, Laura watched the beautiful naked globes of Shavon’s breasts come into view. She began to reach out with her hands, but Shavon grinned and shook a finger at her.

"You too," she smiled. "Off with it."

She indicated Laura’s loose sweatshirt. Laura was naked under it. She quickly lifted it over her head, shaking free her hair. Her naked breasts quivered and jiggled. She saw Shavon’s eyes on them, flashing with the same hunger Laura’s eyes had shown. Again Laura thought, We’re going to hurt each other, if we aren’t careful.

Now they embraced again, both naked from the waist up, pressing their breasts together and kissing heatedly.

"God, I thought this day would never come," Shavon whimpered into Laura’s neck.

Laura cupped Shavon’s warm breasts in her hands and lightly pinched her nipples. She pulled her down onto the bed. With one hand she guided one large, soft black nipple into her mouth.

"Ahhhh!" Shavon gasped, caressing Laura’s cheek as Laura sucked her thick nipple, feeling it spring erect inside her mouth.

She had not tasted Shavon for so long that a feeling of wild lust for the girl swept through her. She bunched up both of Shavon’s large breasts in her hands and assaulted the girl’s big, black, bursting nipples, savaging them with her tongue and sucking each one hard and long. Shavon moaned and writhed excitedly, driven crazy by Laura’s hungry mouth.

"Oh yes . . . oh yes!" she panted, watching Laura devour her breasts, then biting her lip as her eyes rolled up. "Yes, Laura . . . do it hard! Harder! Please!"

"Oh honey, I want to fuck you," Laura panted. "Here, let’s get your panties off."

"Yours too!" Shavon giggled, even in the midst of her frantic sexual arousal.

Quickly, they both squirmed out of the rest of their clothes. Now, completely naked, they coiled together, luxuriating in the feel of their bodies touching everywhere.

"Oh god, I’ve missed you!" Shavon repeated. "I love Brad, but nothing feels like this, Laura."

Laura was already kissing her way down the girl’s dark, voluptuous body, slipping down between her black thighs. Her tongue found Shavon’s oozing pussy almost before her eyes saw it, and she parted the wet lips with her fingers, licking the glistening pink wetness inside. Shavon began churning her hips almost immediately, whimpering, gyrating her pelvis.

"Ohhnnnnn! Oh Laura . . . yes! Oh god, you do it so good to me! Yes! Oh god, I love it! I love it!"

No, I love it, Laura thought. I love your beautiful black and pink pussy, and all the wetness inside. I love to eat it and lick it and suck it and make you come.

Shavon was not an especially quick comer, but Laura knew how to bring her quickly to the point of no return. Fucking her pussy with two fingers, and lashing her clit with her tongue, she had Shavon quivering and moaning uncontrollably in only a few mintues. When Shavon began arching her back, churning her hips frantically, and whimpering almost hysterically, Laura knew she was going to come any second.

"Oh yes . . . oh yes!" she panted. "Ohhhhh . . . it feels so good! Oh Laura . . . you’re making me come . . . I’m going to come! Oh! Oh!"

"Yes, baby, yes, go ahead," Laura murmured, thoroughly enjoying Shavon’s aroused condition, licking her pussy and watching her large breasts heave and roll as she strained and flexed, approaching closer to a devastating climax.

Finally, it arrived. Shavon’s body stiffened.

"Unnggoougghhh!" she cried out.

An instant later, Laura was shoving a pillow against her mouth, hoping to stifle the next cries of ecstacy. She succeeded, and Shavon came gloriously, but moaned into the pillow, her body shuddering and clenching as each new wave of sexual pleasure rolled through her. Laura wanted to kiss her and hold her while she came, and she slid up to embrace her, still massaging Shavon’s pussy with her hand, looking at the girl’s beautiful face as the sublime bliss following her orgasm spread over it.

Shavon smiled at her and giggled softly. "You did it again. You made me come like a volcano," she said softly, abashed. "I don’t believe it."

"You better believe it."

"I think if you keep rubbing my pussy that way, I’m going to come again, too."

"Oh, good," Laura smiled.

"Anngghhh!"

"You like that?"

"Don’t you ever stop?"

"I can’t get enough of you."

Laura kissed her and hand-fucked her skillfully. Shavon went wild. She was another girl who thought one or two orgasms was her limit. Laura never stopped so soon, as Shavon soon remembered. In another minute, she was coming again, howling into the pillow as Laura sucked her big black nipples and rubbed her clit into spasms of fierce rapture.

"Oh god!" she gasped, finally surfacing from another sharp climax. "Laura, you’re a miracle."

She rolled Laura over onto her back, on top now and kissing Laura feverishly. Laura was already very aroused, and she gave in willingly to this loving assault.

"Ohhhh!" she moaned as Shavon’s lips found one of her nipples.

Shavon said nothing for minutes. She made love to Laura without a murmur, giving Laura’s body her whole attention, finally settling between Laura’s spread thighs and tonguing Laura’s pussy until Laura groaned and came in lovely, wrenching spasms.

They coiled together, warm and happy.

"I love fucking with you," Shavon confessed. "I wish I could make you come as hard and as often as you make me."

"You are beautiful to me," Laura praised her. "All you have to do is touch my pussy with your tongue, and I just dissolve."

"Really?"

Laura nodded. She kissed the beautiful girl and stroked her luscious, voluptuous body. "I love every inch of your body."

"You love more of it than Brad does, anyway," Shavon sulked. "He’s obsessed by my tits and my pussy. That’s all. Tits and pussy. Suck your tits. Fuck your pussy. Bam bam. It’s over. Nothing left but the cleanup."

"I don’t know how he could ignore this," Laura said, running her fingers over Shavon’s large but very nicely shaped bottom.

"He says I have a big ass. He likes Vondi’s ass. I told you, remember? How he wanted to have her over so we could all do it together?"

Laura nodded again. "Is he still suggesting it?"

"He’s afraid I’ll scratch his eyes out if he brings it up again. He digs Vanessa’s ass too, I can tell. I see him looking at her ass, like he’d like to stick his dick in it."

"Has he ever stuck it in yours?" Laura asked suggestively.

She slept with so many girls that she often had trouble remembering what she had done with each one. Had she fucked Shavon in the ass herself?

"Are you kidding?" Shavon asked, scandalized. "That big thing?"

"Does he have a big one?"

"Well, I’ve only had about six or seven guys, but his is bigger than any of theirs. Except one. This one guy had a monster. Hurt like hell. I told him we had to stop. It was like getting speared instead of screwed. And he liked to do it all the time, too."

"How about a little thing?" Laura asked, pressing the matter, getting aroused again by the conversation.

Shavon squinted. "What do you mean?"

Instead of answering, Laura slowly, very sensually, placed one forefinger between her lips. She sucked it, and moved it in and out, her eyes burning into Shavon’s. Shavon got the idea. She smiled at Laura, feigning the same shock.

"Girl . . . you are a genuine pervert."

"Don’t knock it if you haven’t tried it," Laura said, again suggestively.

She could see that Shavon was getting hot.

"You want to stick that finger up my booty?"

Laura nodded. "I do. You think you came hard a few minutes ago . . ."

"If I came any harder, I’d need the paramedics."

Laura removed her now-wet finger from her mouth and crinkled it at Shavon. "I guarantee you that this’ll make you come harder."

Shavon smiled broadly. "Guarantee? How can you guarantee?"

"Want to try?" Laura asked, slyly.

She kissed Shavon suggestively, thrusting her tongue into Shavon’s mouth. Shavon responded enthusiastically, which Laura took as a sign. She does want it.

"You bring out the tramp in me, Laura," she confessed. "I’d never let Brad do it. But you make me feel like doing everything."

"My finger isn’t as big as Brad’s big dinger, either," Laura smiled.

"If you don’t fuck me quick, I might back down," Shavon flirted.

"Mmmm, darling, you are going to come like gangbusters," Laura said, arranging a pillow to slightly elevate Shavon’s ass. "Lie on this pillow on your tummy, dear, and let me have my way with you."

Laura’s breath caught in her throat as Shavon complied. The smooth, round moons of her ass were upraised and delectable, and the puffy black lips of her half-open pussy were beautifully exposed, the slick pink interior glimmering invitingly in the darkness. The globes of her ass were large and firm enough to hide their secret in a deep crack, but Laura began to kiss them and run her hands all over them, pulling them apart to expose the small, closed ring of Shavon’s rectum.

Shavon quivered and moaned, squirming as Laura ran the tip of her tongue down the crack of the girl’s ass, pausing briefly to tickle the little brown rosebud, then continuing on down until it slithered along the edges of Shavon’s swollen vulva.

"Ohhhh . . . Jesus!" Shavon gasped. "I don’t know if I can take this!"

"Don’t you like it?"

"God, yes! Unghhh! Oh . . . Laura!"

"Mmmmm, you have the most beautiful ass I’ve ever seen," she lied, although it was surely among the top five.

"Ooooeeeee!" Shavon squealed suddenly as the tip of Laura’s tongue found the closed entry to her rectum once again. "God . . . nobody’s ever done this to me before!"

This time Laura’s tongue did not leave. Instead, it burrowed inside. With her thumbs, she pulled apart the firm flesh of Shavon’s marvelous cheeks and forced about a half inch of her tongue into the girl’s asshole. Now Shavon didn’t squeal. She gulped, then moaned in a low, frantically excited sexual way, swirling her ass slowly back into Laura’s face.

She loves it, Laura realized. For the next couple of minutes, Laura massaged Shavon’s dripping pussy with two fingers while she slowly tongue-fucked the girl’s asshole, bringing Shavon along gently until both of them were aroused beyond anything they had yet experienced together. Laura was close to her bedstand, so that by twisting around she could reach the drawer and extract the bottle of baby oil she always kept there.

Quickly she oiled the forefinger of one hand and slowly introduced it where her tongue had been moments earlier. She heard a sharp intake of breath from Shavon, who bit her full lower lip.

"Unhhh! Oh god, Laura . . . it feels so weird," she gasped, eyes glassy as she looked over her shoulder.

Laura fucked her ass slowly, relentlessly with the finger. She set the bottle down to free her other hand, and with it she returned to massaging Shavon’s wet pussy, rubbing her clit in swirling circles. Shavon was panting rapidly now, squirming, mewling deep in her throat, approaching the point of no return.

Oh, you’re going to come so hard, girl, Laura thought, accelerating the tempo, fucking her ass faster now, and rubbing her pussy harder. Shavon reacted by groaning softly into the sheet and uptilting her delicious black bottom further to Laura’s moving hands.

"You want me to fuck you harder, don’t you," Laura panted to her, knowing that there was no way Shavon was pulling out of this now.

"God, yes! Fuck me . . . fuck my ass harder, Laura, oh god, you’re going to make me come! Fuck me harder, yes! Unghhh! Oh shit!"

"Roll over, honey," Laura coached. "I want to lick your pussy while I rape your ass."

Moaning, Shavon rolled sideways off the pillow onto her back. Laura smiled as she realized once again how smart she was to have a king-sized bed, a playground for fucking. Her finger had popped out of Shavon’s ass, but she quickly slid it and her middle finger too back into the tight, hot channel of the girl’s rectum, twisting and rotating them, pushing them in and out, and dropping her mouth to Shavon’s festering, open pussy at the same time, devouring it hungrily.

Shavon went wild. Laura had never seen her so overcome by hot, urgent lust, panting and squirming and whimpering almost hysterically, pumping, flexing, her large, beautiful breasts rolling back and forth as her body arched and strained.

"Unh! Unh! Unh! Oh god . . . oh Laura!" she panted.

Laura knew Shavon was going to come, any second. The bed was shaking and rolling as Shavon undulated and pumped, gasping, whinnying in a demented, lust-clotted way from her throat, consumed by fuck-need in a way Laura had never seen from her before. Laura’s mouth assaulted her streaming pussy, her tongue mashing against Shavon’s hard little clit, rubbing it roughly and rapidly.

And then, a sharp moment of suspended animation gripped them both before Shavon began to spill over in a fierce orgasm.

"Unggh! Oh! Ungghh! Awwwonnggghhiieeee!" she cried out, her lovely, voluptuous body surging and undulating.

The waves of her climax shook her one by one, and the bed quaked even more as she came in unbelievable convulsions, her first sharp cries subsiding into long, piercing moans of ecstacy. Her orgasm took a good thirty seconds to complete itself, and when it was over both she and Laura were panting in exhaustion. Laura recovered her breath first, and she cradled the beautiful girl in her arms, kissing her cheek, her forehead, cooing softly to her.

"Oh, you came so hard," she murmured. "So hard."

Shavon smiled up at her sheepishly. "You’re trying to turn me into a pervert, girl. How can I say no to Brad now if he wants to fuck my booty? Just the look on my face will give me away."

Laura winked. "He thing is bigger than my thing." She held up her two still-moist fingers, the ones she had buried minutes ago in Shavon’s tight asshole.

Shavon shivered slightly, smiling adoringly up at Laura. "What could I give you to do it again?" she asked coyly.

"If you blow on my clit, I’ll explode," Laura confessed. Then she pressed her lips to Shavon’s marvelous black ear and breathed hotly into it. "And I will fuck you in the ass until you die of coming," she whispered.

Again Shavon shivered, and giggled softly. "I accept," she whispered back.

She quickly obliged Laura, and then, knowing there was no hurry, they settled into a long, languid evening of fucking, building slowly back up the moment when Laura fucked Shavon in her ass again. This time she prolonged the agony to a nearly unbearable point, until Shavon was a helpless wreck, begging for relief. And when she did finally come, it was the culminating climax in a long string, and therefore a fierce, shattering orgasm that left both her and Laura in awe of the endless pleasure they experienced in each other’s arms.