Brandi half-frowned, momentarily stricken by an uncomfortable thought. "You sure you want to be doing it with a has-been? You know, that wasn’t Ms. Olympia’s thigh that was pleasuring you so much a minute ago. That was a relic."

"A relic. Right," Laura deadpanned. "You look positively ancient." She kissed Brandi warmly. "I want you to know that you are better than ever."

"Really?" Brandi said, with irony. "That’s what I thought . . . and then---"

"You better tell me what happened." Laura wanted to fuck her desperately, but she knew Brandi had to get this out.

Brandi shrugged. "It’s all marketing momentum to them, you know."

"’Them’?"

"The firm that runs the contest. They publish magazines, sell nutritional supplements, all that. It just looks bad to have the same person showing up as winner year after year. At least that’s what my husband told me. He’s in marketing himself."

Laura bristled slightly, and Brandi saw her.

"You don’t have to be jealous of him," Brandi smiled, touching her arm. "He has a dick this long." She made a salami-sized gesture with both hands. "You two don’t have a thing in common."

"Except you."

"Would you believe that the kind of orgasms I have with him are completely different from the kind I have with you? And I have more of them with you, too," she added.

Everybody does, Laura thought, smugly, also forlornly, for she knew Brandi, like the others, would return to her husband.

"I’ll bet she isn’t as gorgeous as you are," Laura pouted. "The new one, I mean."

Again, Brandi shrugged. Her small, beautiful breasts and thick, gleaming black nipples jiggled slightly, and Laura devoured them with her eyes. Brandi saw her.

"You are a sex fiend," she said to Laura, with a droll smile. "Lots of people thought the one before me, Cory Everson, was more beautiful than I was. In fact, lots of people still think that."

"I don’t care. You’re the most beautiful one of all."

"The fairest in the land? Me? Why, pretty white lady, you making this little black girl blush red."

Laura pulled her down on the bed and kissed her hungrily, stroking her body, squeezing her hard muscles and softer, smaller breasts. "So why did you decide to risk it again with me? Why are you here?"

"Oh," Brandi feigned boredom. "I’m in town for ESPN, doing commentary on a body building show they’re covering at the Cow Palace. You were just an afterthought."

She grinned, waiting for Laura’s reaction. Laura pinched her, hard, on her fantastic hard ass. It was not easy to get enough hard flesh between her fingers to pinch, but she managed it. Brandi yelped.

"Ouch! You bitch," she laughed. "How could you do that to me?"

Laura kissed her neck and whispered in her ear. "You made me promise to fuck you hard. Did you forget?"

"You gonna do all that kinky stuff to me, you pervert?"

"I didn’t bring anything but my little old self."

"That’s enough. Your brain is kinky enough for three white people."

Laura pinched her delectable hard smooth ass again.

"Ouchhhh!" Tears came to Brandi’s eyes. Laughing, she wrestled Laura onto her back. "You little ofay white lily cunt, you better watch out who you pinching."

Briefly, in this tussle, Laura realized how thrilling it would be to have a sexual catfight with Brandi, like the one she had had with Randi a while back. Her body responded to a hot squirt of sexual danger and wild excitement. Through the laughter in Brandi’s eyes, she could see that Brandi felt it too.

But that wouldn’t happen. They were in a hotel room, for God’s sake, and Laura already feared that her loud sexual moans might have attracted attention. Still, giggling too, she exerted what strength she could against Brandi’s powerful body, fighting back. Brandi let herself be rolled over onto her own back, with Laura now on top, kissing her mouth, her face, her neck, her gleaming black shoulders.

Laura was ravenously hungry for her body. "I want to eat you alive," she panted, squeezing and sucking Brandi’s small breasts. "I always wanted to eat you alive."

"Go ahead, honey, you go ahead," Brandi panted to, twisting excitedly under Laura’s aggressive caresses. "You eat anything you want."

"You want me to do it hard?"

"Hard as you can," Brandi gasped, her eyes glazed with sexual excitement.

"But I don’t have one of these," Laura said, pausing to caress one of Brandi’s phenomenal, bulging thigh muscles with her fingertips.

"Pretty white lady," Brandi said patiently, "if you ram this skinny white bony little thigh of yours into my pussy, I think it’ll have the same effect."

Laura grinned. "Are you trying to insult me so I’ll rape you harder?"

"What do you think?" Brandi asked, eyes flashing.

Again Laura began to devour her magnificent, powerful, sleek body, amazed as if for the first time over the rippling muscles of Brandi’s incredible stomach, and the seductive softness of her small breasts when contrasted with the rest of her bulging, hard body. She sucked Brandi’s puffy, swollen black nipples until Brandi was mewling softly in the back of her throat, at the same time rubbing the girl’s wet pussy with two fingers, feeling it lubricate again, then ooze with fresh warm juices.

"Mmm, you want me to fuck you bad, I can feel it," she purred, kissing Brandi’s mouth, slipping her tongue into it. "I’m going to stick this tongue right into your ass, like I did once. Remember? And you came like crazy?"

"Unhh! Oh god, yes! Laura . . . ohhnnn! Unhh!"

"But this time you have to watch those squeals," Laura cautioned. "The hotel staff will think I’m torturing you."

"You are!" Brandi panted.

By now Laura had replaced her fingers with her thigh, the skinny white bony thigh Brandi had referred to, and she was rubbing it up and down in the warm, wet furrow of Brandi’s excited pussy. And it was having precisely the effect Brandi had predicted. Laura moved her thigh slowly, almost gently, sliding it up, then down, letting the ridge of her much less bulky muscle rub the wet groove of Brandi’s pussy and run along her clit.

It was thrilling for her to watch the transformation of Brandi from a beautiful, vivacious, joking, awesomely strong champion into a completely vulnerable, exquisitely lovely but helpless wreck as Laura used her expertise to slowly bring the girl to a shattering climax. Brandi twisted and flexed, her prize-winning body glossy with a thin film of sweat as Laura fucked her more energetically, and Brandi began to pump back, swirling her hips in a steady rhythm to match Laura’s moving thigh.

"Unh! Oh yes . . . unh! Yes Laura unh! Oh! Yes . . . do it harder . . . yes, harder, unh! Oh Jesus, yes, fuck me harder yes oh god that feels so good! Ungghh!"

Laura embraced Brandi’s spectacular body, digging her fingers into the girl’s sleek muscles, sucking her neck, her clavicles, dropping her mouth again to Brandi’s small breasts. Now she was accelerating her leg, knowing that they were approaching an explosive finish. Brandi was flexing and quivering, whimpering more and more frantically. Laura’s thigh now bit into Brandi’s groin, and Laura pumped her with it more roughly, feeling Brandi’s pubic bone bite back into her thigh muscle as Brandi gyrated her pelvis up into Laura’s thrusts.

It was a striving, flexing, panting, groaning finish as Laura clutched Brandi’s body hard to her, sucking one of Brandi’s small breasts almost entirely into her mouth as Brandi suddenly seized up in the hot, clenching prelude to a fierce orgasm. At the last second, Laura let her teeth sink into Brandi’s thick, erect nipple, providing the extra sharp stimulus of pain that made Brandi’s climax a piercing spasm of pleasure.

"Ohhnnggg!" she cried out, her incredible, magnificent body arching, shuddering as the waves of ecstacy gripped her. " Auungghhh! Oh . . . ohhnngggg! Yes! Unghhh! Yes yes! Auungghhh!"

For several seconds she was a polished ebony masterpiece of flexing beauty, moaning and panting as successive shocks of orgasmic pleasure shook her body. Laura’s naked thigh was covered with cunt juice, and yet she knew she wasn’t finished. She could never get enough, and Brandi was still quivering with aftershocks when Laura turned her muscular body over, sliding a pillow under her hips, and began to suck and kiss and massage Brandi’s incredible hard buns, feasting on the girl’s magnificent ass while her hand fished on the floor for her purse.

It only took her a few seconds to pull it up to the bed and retrieve the small bottle of baby oil she always kept inside of it. In another second, she had it open, quickly lubricating the crack of Brandi’s ass and two of her fingers. Brandi’s buns were so hard that it was not easy to pull them apart, but Laura was determined, and within a few more seconds she had penetrated the girl’s asshole with her two fingers.

"Anngghh!" Brandi groaned, looking back over her shoulder, her eyes reddened and glassy from her orgasm, her face contorted with surprise and mild pain at the invasion of her ass. "Oh . . . shit!"

But she was still on the plateau she had reached only moments ago, not completely descended from the arousal that had allowed her to have her wrenching climax. And Laura knew another one was only a few moments off. She slid her other hand between the pillow and Brandi’s pussy, sliding two fingers into it too, and then began to kiss Brandi’s round, hard buns passionately while she fucked the girl feverishly in her ass and pussy at the same time.

She realized that Brandi had never been double-penetrated by two men, as Laura had, and that this was probably as close as she would come to that experience. But she also knew it could make you nearly die of coming, and she did her best to give Brandi that result. And she herself was so overcome with fresh lust for Brandi’s incredible body that she began to aggressively suck and chew the hard, gleaming flesh of Brandi’s clenching asscheeks while she was fucking her.

Brandi went wild. Keening deep in her throat, twisting and writhing, flexing her huge, sleek leg muscles, she gyrated her ass and pussy instinctively back and up into Laura’s plunging fingers. Laura gave in and raped her. She knew Brandi wanted it hard, and Laura gave her perhaps the hardest fuck she had ever given her, assaulting Brandi’s clenching buns with her mouth and thrusting her fingers deep into her ass and flooding cunt at the same time, until Brandi began to spill over with hot coming.

She had never descended from the orgasmic plateau she had reached with her second orgasm, thanks to Laura’s fierce sexual hunger, and now a third climax hit her like a ton of bricks. She groaned, and Laura felt a titanic shuddering in Brandi’s swirling pelvis as a very severe orgasm began to wrench her straining, gloriously beautiful, shining black body.

"Ungghhhh! Ohhnngg! Anngghiieeee!" she suddenly cried out, turning her face into the bedspread as soon as she and Laura realized how sharply she was groaning.

And now, unable to resist the temptation, and even though there was surely a lingering residue of baby oil, Laura withdrew her fingers from Brandi’s asshole. She pried open the large, rock-hard buns of Brandi’s beautiful ass and plunged her tongue directly into the small, gaping hole, driving it in deep. This sensation—being tongue-fucked by Laura just as the first spasms of her orgasm were beginning to wane—sent her back over the edge, and she quickly came again, cawing and quivering as a fresh wave of jolting seizures shook her powerful body.

Slowly, the intense waves of pleasure began to recede. Brandi lay face down on the bed, her ass still uptilted to Laura, who caressed it lovingly, still gazing at the luscious, inflamed, swollen red slit of Brandi’s pussy. She kissed the marvelous hard buns all over.

"Mmmm, I think I could fuck you again," she murmured. "Would you like another?"

Slowly, Brandi turned and sat up, looking blasted by pleasure, her eyes still glazed. "You touch me and I’ll kill you," she grinned. "I forgot what a fuck machine you are. Five body builders couldn’t fuck me as hard as you just did."

"You sound like you speak from experience," Laura teased.

Brandi shook her head, awed. "I never had an experience like that one."

"Mmmm, good. Maybe you want to pay me back."

Brandi’s eyes twinkled. "I never thought I’d say this, but it may take me a minute to get my strength back."

But she did get her strength back. Ten minutes later, she was thigh-raping Laura again, this time from behind, in a way they had never done it before. Laura too was on her stomach, as Brandi had been, and Brandi crouched behind her, clutching Laura’s breasts and whispering hotly in her ear as her steel thigh crunched Laura’s pussy into a hot fury of nearly unendurable coming.

Afterwards, though they had only been fucking about an hour or so, they both felt entirely wasted. They went out to dinner, trying not to catch the eye of any hotel staff, whom they both feared may have overheard them. But after dinner, still unsatiated, they returned to Brandi’s hotel room and fucked for another hour, after which they knew they had to quit.

"I guess we were right the first time," Brandi said, kissing Laura’s ear as Laura reluctantly got dressed. "If we did this much, we’d kill each other."

"A sweet death," Laura smiled at her. "My pussy will never be the same."

"My ass is on fire, you pervert."

"Oh, by the way, here’s your toothbrush," Laura said, pulling it out of her purse.

Brandi smiled satirically. "Great. She fucks me silly and leaves me a toothbrush. Who are you, the Fuck Me Tooth Fairy?"

Laura kissed her, wanting to start all over again. "You better not offer me the chance, or I’ll do it," she warned.

"I know you will. I pity your other girlfriends. You must wear them out."

Laura kissed her again. "I’d give them all up for you, Muscle Bound."

Brandi winked at her, showing her the door. "Call me if you get to Detroit. I’ll try to get away from the man of my dreams for a few hours."

Laura smiled heroically, kissed her one last time, then drove back home, looking again wistfully at the thickly-forested hills where Deshona Reed lived as she passed them.