Her day with Charise was emotionally and sexually exhausting, very sweet and intense, though it left Laura with a residue of melancholy and guilt. Even though she knew she was distorting reality, she couldn't help feeling she had abandoned the poor, young, possibly pregnant child there on the street corner after having unleashed a full day of unrelenting lust on her lovely young body. And god, we did fuck each other pretty hard with that thing, she remembered, reliving their moments of exciting and not very tender mutual rape with the monstrous double dildo.

However, she didn't have long to dwell on it because Kendra began rapping hard on her door shortly after five o'clock. She knew it had to be either Kendra or Jane, and if Jane had know what was going on she would have appeared much sooner. This was Kendra, getting home from work.

"Girl, you better open up in there!" she hollered imperiously through Laura's tightly-locked door.

Laura unlocked her two locks very slowly. She opened the door a crack and peered out cautiously. She thought she was prepared, but Kendra was even more stunning than she had been this morning. It had stopped raining, and she now carried her raincoat over her arm. Her red-gold hair was startling, and her amazingly hard, curvaceous body was highlighted by a tight, pale violet knit dress with a plunging neckline. Her eyes, which she varied the color of using colored contact lenses, were now violet too, and the effect was electrifying. She was also very fetching when she was mad.

"Laura, we gotta have a word together," she said to Laura peremptorily. "Let me in."

Laura shook her head. "You just want to lecture me," she said softly.

Kendra's violet eyes narrowed. "You're damned right I do, and you're going to listen. Now let me in."

Laura relented. She opened the door, feeling very guilty, and let Kendra come in. She tried not to look extra hard at Kendra's body, but it was difficult since the tight knit dress—indeed, the whole body itself—was especially designed to draw the eye, anyone's eye. Kendra didn't exactly want to go unnoticed.

She looked around Laura's apartment, as if expecting it to be strewn with grapes and pillows and manacles and weird, ingenious sex toys, Laura thought, as if Laura had been screwing poor, vulnerable Charise from pillar to post in here all day, while Kendra was at work. This didn't make Laura feel any less guilty. There were no telltale clues lying around, but she had been doing exactly that, fucking exuberantly with Inky until they both could barely move.

Kendra sniffed the air theatrically. "I guess you guys had yourselves a pretty hot time in here today," she said, her voice sharp and judgmental.

"Oh, get off it," Laura scoffed. "You can't smell anything. You're just trying to make me feel bad."

Kendra stared at her contemptuously. "Girl, I been fucking a long time. A long time. I started when I was about fifteen . . . just about the same age as that young sweet thing you were bringing up here this morning. I know what fucking smells like."

"You're lying. It doesn't smell like anything but pine fragrance in here. I sprayed."

"You needed to cover up the runny pussy odor, eh?"

"Kendra. Is that all you want to do, stand there and insult me? I told you I shouldn't have let you in."

"Tell me she wasn't underage."

"She's . . . sixteen. Not fifteen," Laura said, sheepishly, blushing now, hating herself, not for loving Charise but for blushing. "And she may be pregnant."

Kendra snorted. "Well, at least she didn't get that from you. What were you doing, giving her some counseling?" she asked, as sarcastically as she could. "Giving her a gynecological checkup?"

Laura, mortified, continued blushing, speechless. What could she say?

"Never mind. I know the answer," Kendra smirked. "I guess I'd rather have you licking her little black twat than my teenage daughter's," she said, wearily.

Laura bit her lower lip, eyes watering, and looked out the window. She could get angry, but it was only defensiveness and betrayed her vulnerability to these correct accusations. All she could do was thank her lucky stars that Kendra knew nothing about the wild sexual conflagrations she and Jane had indulged in over the past months.

"Are you finished?" she finally asked, mimicking Kendra's own weariness, walking toward the door as if to prompt her to leave.

But Kendra shook her head and didn't move. "I'm wondering if you need some counseling yourself, girlfriend," she said, looking at Laura with infuriating concern. "I mean, I know the way I feel. How would that girl's mama be feeling to know you were bopping her little angel?"

Laura lowered her eyes in a 'give me a fucking break' expression, fixing Kendra with them sourly. "She might be 'pregnant'," she said, emphasizing it. "You think her mother might get mad at me? Excuse me?"

Kendra shrugged. Her magnificent hard round breasts jiggled a little under the tight knit dress. She saw Laura's eyes fall to them, and a tiny smile of satisfaction curled the corners of her sensual mouth. Laura knew that people, mostly men but probably some women too, had been looking at them all day like that, giving Kendra a little tickle deep inside her pussy.

"Pregnant is something a mama understands," she said, as if Laura could not understand these motherly things. "It's wondering if her kid is a queer that would worry her."

Now Laura smiled meaningfully. "It didn't keep Jane's mama from sleeping with one," she said pointedly. "Again and again."

Kendra smiled reluctantly. Her smile unleashed the pent-up sexual desire Laura felt for her, which Laura had been purposely trying to ignore and suppress. After all, she thought, a dozen orgasms with Charise ought to be enough. She didn't want to seem like an insatiable pervert, which was how Kendra was painting her to be. And she was also feeling mighty confused, guilty, ashamed, and sneaky, all feelings Kendra was deliberately trying to reinforce.

"We haven't done that in a while, have we," Kendra said softly, her violet eyes growing smoky-murky, even mildly flirtatious.

Desperate to change the subject, and also definitely aroused by this terrific woman, Laura flirted back. She softened. "Want to have a glass of wine?"

Kendra shook her head. She also cleared the murkiness out of her gaze and shot Laura a hard glance for staring so obviously at her body. "Jane will be home in a minute. I have to cook something."

Laura looked downcast. And she was. Her face dropped.

"Oh, don't look so disappointed," Kendra snapped. "You got to nuzzle that homely little sister's black snatch all day. I'll tell you, girl, that's one ugly little nigger. What happened to your taste?"

What Kendra apparently meant by this was: You like me, you like Jane, you like Miss Black America, and Ms. Olympia, and the Pepperpot, and the Ebony Goddess. How can you like that plain-faced little teenager?

Laura, however, was offended. All the sexual desire that had been building inside her for Kendra simply drained away, like air escaping a balloon. She scowled and opened the door.

"You obviously wouldn't know," she said.

Kendra shook her head, disbelieving. "You right about that." She lowered her voice to a threat, which was nevertheless laced with amused pleasure. "And quit looking like you'd like to rip off my dress."

Laura gave her a grim, cutting smile and shut the door.

Refusing to sulk, she poured herself a glass of wine and gazed out the window at the great view from her apartment, remembering the experience of being coiled together in a writhing seizure of ecstacy with Inky, earlier that day. If Kendra couldn't see the sweet, pure, luminous beauty and sexual attraction of this girl, then more the pity for her. Inky wasn't plain or ugly at all, if you knew her. She was radiant and incredibly desirable.

So there. Laura raised her eyes to the ceiling as it to taunt Kendra. And, as if in reply, the phone rang.

"Girl, she's staying over at her boyfriend's Mama's house for dinner," Kendra said. "Come on up here and visit me. I'm sorry I said those nasty things to you."

"I don't think you are."

"Are you gon' come up here or not?" Kendra asked, crossly.

Laura didn't reply. She felt hurt, angry, guilty. Also, very aroused, she realized. She and Kendra together were combustible. Jane was not home. They could be panting and groaning naked together in minutes. She could be running her hands again all over that beautiful, hard, glossy, dark brown body.

"Yes . . . I'll be right up," she said, in such a faint whisper that Kendra could barely hear her.

"What?"

But Laura was already on her way. Kendra met her at the door, still wearing the violet knit dress, and the contact lenses to match. Only now her eyes were glowing with sexual fires she had been disguising or suppressing earlier. She shut the door. Her face came very close to Laura's, so close that Laura could feel Kendra's warm breath on her cheek.

"I am too sorry," she purred softly, brushing Laura's cheek with her lips. "You really like that little teenager, don't you. I didn't mean to insult her."

"You did too," Laura reacted petulantly, knowing now that Kendra wanted her, wanted to make amends so they could get quickly to some very hot screwing.

Kendra backed Laura into the wall next to the door, brushing her smooth, sensual lips against Laura's other cheek. Her jutting, hard breasts now touched Laura's, though both of them were still fully clothed. Laura couldn't keep her eyes from dropping to Kendra's cleavage, and all the smooth, dark, satiny skin of her neck and throat and chest.

I love her desperately, she wanted to say, about Inky. Don't you dare insult her again. She is the sweetest darling I've ever known. All that Laura wanted to say, but instead she and Kendra melted together in a slow, simmering kiss that made everything else irrelevant, even all the times Laura had done it with Jane, Kendra's own daughter, in spite of Kendra's determination not to let it happen again.

"Why did you invite me up here?" she purred into Kendra's smooth dark neck.

Kendra grinned provocatively, and shrugged. "Sometimes getting drilled by Mr. Penis gets a little old. You want somebody who can provide a fresh twist, you know? Somebody who knows how the tongue works, for example."

"Mmmm, mine works," Laura breathed into her ear, then slid her tongue into it.

Kendra shivered, then laughed a soft, low, throaty laugh. "You still looking like you want to rip off my dress, too," she said.

"If I do, you won't have anything on to match your eyes," Laura murmured, kissing more of Kendra's delicious exposed skin.

"Oh, you like 'em?" Kendra smiled flirtatiously, batting her eyelids at Laura, who was searching for the zipper or buttons in the back of the tight knit dress.

Laura looked directly into them, trying to make contact with the pulsing brown orbs that lay behind the violet-tinted lenses.

"Everybody who's seen you in this all day has wanted to fuck you," she whispered, "and now your neighbor is going to do it."

Kendra grinned sarcastically. "Promises promises. I wonder if the neighbor can handle a real woman instead of a schoolgirl."

Ouch! Laura thought. Kendra knew how to play rough, there was no doubt of that. She nipped Kendra's earlobe.

"Owwnchh!" Kendra cried out, jumping almost straight up, grabbing her ear. "What the fuck are you doing!" She glowered at Laura.

Laura smiled. "Love bite. I thought you were woman enough to take it."

Kendra grinned through her brief tears of pain and grabbed Laura's hand, yanking her in the direction of the bedroom. "Come with me and I'll show you what I can take."

Kendra's bedroom was where they had been discovered fucking by Jane, the first time, when she had returned home unexpectedly. Kendra had told Laura that she pursued her sexual escapades outside this apartment so as to spare Jane the improper influence, so that time had been deeply embarrassing. Laura marveled that Kendra was willing to risk it happening again. And a lot of good it had done Jane to be spared her mother's exuberant sex life, Laura realized, since she herself had fucked Kendra's beautiful daughter into countless screaming orgasms and even broken her own, Laura's, bed while screwing Jane only a few weeks ago. But Kendra didn't know that. I hope, Laura gulped.

Before she even knew what was happening, Kendra had grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back, pulling it up so hard that it really hurt. "What are you doing?" Laura winced, looking over her shoulder.

Kendra bared her teeth. "Last time we were together you said we were going to get kinky. Is that what you meant by biting me?"

"If you don't let me go," Laura warned, "I'm going to do a hell of a lot more than bite you."

Slowly, Kendra released her arm and, leaning forward, kissed the back of Laura's neck. "I hope so," she murmured, now soft, melting, sexier than ever.

She slid her hands under Laura's sweatshirt, cupping Laura's naked breasts in both hands. Her fingers found Laura's nipples and rub-pinched them while their hungry mouths met and tongue-fucked heatedly.

"I don't want to hurt you," Laura gasped, pulling back to give Kendra more room as Kendra pulled the sweatshirt over Laura's head.

Laura's hands were still scrabbling among the web stitched squares of Kendra's knit dress, trying to figure out how to unfasten it. "Get this damn thing off," she panted. "I want your gorgeous body."

"Mmmm, you and a hundred others," Kendra smiled. "You got first dibs, though. My pussy is thrumming hard for you, honey."

Laura kissed her warm, smooth neck, her shoulder, then dipped her lips quickly down into Kendra's seductive cleavage. Kendra gave her throaty laugh, then moved briefly back and pulled the dress up from the hem, pulling it off over her head in one complete motion.

"Ta da!" she smiled, posing like an exotic dancer for Laura, her flimsy knit dress now dangling from one hand.

She wore a very abbreviated electric green thong and a deliciously low-cut champagne lace bra that made Laura's whole body quiver. Kendra was built just as well as her beautiful daughter, but her spectacular body was honed and shaped by years of working out. She was not as dark as Jane either, more like Randi, a rich milk chocolate hue, sleek and svelte, her body highlighted by curves that had been artfully accentuated by careful body-sculpture. It was not a grotesquely beautiful masterpiece of muscle, like Brandi's, but a really beautiful—and shockingly, stirringly sexy—body that surely drew attention wherever Kendra went.

"Jane must be envious of her Mama," Laura said, half in awe as her eyes skimmed up and down Kendra's near-naked body.

She hardly realized she had almost been thinking out loud. It was dangerous for her to mention Jane, not only because mother and daughter actually did compete a little in the looks department, but also because Kendra was suspicious even from hearing her daughter's name on Laura's lips.

This, however, she took as flattery, and she mock-flirted again with Laura. "She knows her time'll come," she said. "Not with you, though. Now, how about we get on with it. I'm feeling pretty hot in all the right places." She approached Laura, flinging her knit dress over the back of a chair. "A little wet too."

Laura ran her fingertips up and down Kendra's naked skin, slipping her hands around her back to the bra clasp. "Take this beautiful thing off."

"You take it off," Kendra murmured, raising her own hands to Laura's naked breasts, caressing them aggressively. "You the one who wants what's inside. I just want these. I want to feel them and squeeze them and kiss and suck them. I don't ever feel this way about any other woman but you, Laura. What is this magic spell you got over me?"

"Mmmm, my secret," Laura murmured, removing Kendra's bra and tossing it on top of her knit dress. "My secret is I love you and your body even more than Mr. Penis does," she purred, cupping Kendra's naked breasts in her hands too, brushing Kendra's large, thick nipples with her thumbs.

Kendra, not as dark as Jane, had nipples that were really not black but a deep, rich, dark brown caramel color that Laura could simply not resist, and she had one in her mouth in a second. Kendra gave in for a moment, throwing her head back, moaning softly as the pleasure spread through her flesh from Laura's skillful lips on her sensitive nipple. But she could not give in completely and pulled Laura, who was still wearing her jeans, down onto the bed with her.

"I don't think you love it more, cause they really love it," she panted, struggling with Laura's zipper while Laura continued to try to devour her wonderful hard round naked breasts. "But you do pay closer attention to parts of it than they do. Unhhh! Oh shit . . . that feels good! Yes, oh yes . . . Laura, ungghhh!"

Laura held both hard, amazingly round globes in her hands and sucked Kendra's dark caramel brown nipples hungrily, until Kendra was twisting and whimpering with pleasure.

"Remember how I made you come seven times in a row the first time we did this?" Laura murmured to her.

Wildly aroused, Kendra nodded quickly. "You still the champ, too. Mr. Penis ain't in the same ring with you, honey. Not when it comes to that. I think you could do it again if you just touch my little wet coozey," she panted.

"I'm going to do more than touch it," Laura breathed, sliding her hand down Kendra's flat belly and under the edge of the flimsy green thong, ruffling the curls of Kendra's pubic hair with her fingertips.

"Oh no you don't," Kendra giggled, rolling away but still trying to get Laura's zipper down. "Not until you get rid of these. This is a two-way street, Missy."

They tussled playfully, kissing, groping, sucking, hungry for each other. It was a very sweet, intimate moment, and in the back of her mind somewhere Laura felt very guilty for fucking this delightful woman's beautiful daughter and lying about it. Kendra finally got Laura's jeans and panties off, and she slipped two fingers up into Laura's flooding pussy before Laura could even get back within reach of hers.

This took Laura by surprise, and Kendra swarmed over her so that she could not resist. "You're a good teacher, Laura, and I know how to do this too," Kendra murmured, scooping up one of Laura's breasts in her free hand and assaulting Laura's throbbing nipple with her lips and tongue and even her teeth.

At the same time, she moved her fingers rapidly in and out of Laura's pussy, grazing Laura's engorged clit with her knuckle, rubbing it hard, making Laura's body jump involuntarily, making her body arch up off the bed, bringing a sharp groan of pleasure from Laura's throat.

"Ungghhhh! Oh god . . . yes, oh Kendra, right there! Ungghhh! Do it again!"

"Oh, you like that, do you?"

"God, yes!"

"Next thing you know, you'll be having a little climax here," Kendra teased softly, still tormenting Laura's wet, erect nipple gently with her brilliantly white teeth.

"Or a big one," Laura panted, feeling on the very edge of one.

Kendra flirted and teased Laura flagrantly. She moved her lips and hand to Laura's other breast, tormenting it equally, bringing Laura even closer as her hand continued to massage Laura's tingling, pulsating pussy, though now she kept her knuckle away from Laura's sensitive clit, saving that caress for the ultimate moment. As she licked and sucked Laura's excited nipple, she gazed up into Laura's eyes.

"You know I never licked any pussy but yours," she said, very softly, eyes smoldering. "That makes you pretty special. You want to come right away . . . or you want me to lick your pretty pink pussy?"

"Either way . . . I'm going to come," Laura gasped, writhing, almost unable to speak, watching her stiff, saliva-wet nipple disappear into Kendra's sensual mouth.

She felt her breast fill with heat and her nipple ache and throb wildly as Kendra sucked it hard, digging her teeth into the edge of Laura's areola, making Laura caw and whimper and move her hips in quick, involuntary motions, urgently seeking release. She was shocked over how quickly she had arrived at this point, after a dozen orgasms earlier in the day with Charise. But now she was hurtling toward another sharp convulsion, her body seething and roiling inside with hot pounding blood and fuck-need, and she wanted Kendra to fuck her in the worst way, fuck her hard, hard.

"Ungghh! Oh . . . do me, honey," she panted to Kendra. "Lick me, eat me, do it quick . . . ohhnnn! I'm going to pop. Do it quick, please!"

Kendra giggled softly, releasing Laura's wet nipple and pinching it between her thumb and forefinger. "You worse than me, Laura. You are going to come, and pretty quick too. That teenager must not have done it for you after all. You need Auntie Kendra to really pull the trigger, eh?"

Little do you know, Laura thought in the back of her mind, but she was too desperate for a climax to reply. Instead, she twisted and writhed, panting, begging with her eyes, churning her hips, pushing her throbbing pussy up into Kendra's hand.

"Fuck me . . . you bitch!" she gasped.

"Oh . . . getting nasty now?" Kendra smiled. "I'll see if I can't oblige, then."

She slid down Laura's undulating body and lovingly spread Laura's pussy open with her thumbs, slipping her tongue into Laura's hot core. Laura had had some thrilling sex already with Charise throughout the day, but she was very aroused by Kendra, and this tongue-penetration, with Kendra's mouth pressed hard against her streaming pussy, was enough indeed to trigger a stupendous explosion. Kendra licked her wet slit hard and fast, tonguing and sucking Laura's engorged, throbbing clit forcefully, but Laura was already coming almost from the very first touch of her tongue tip.

Her body streamed with fire, and she groaned loudly, thrashing in the sheets of Kendra's bed and clenching as a sharp, almost excruciating orgasm—almost painful, the tail end of a great many others through the day, fierce and cutting, as Charise had described her own last one—gripped her shuddering body.

"Aunngghhh! Oh! Ungghhh! Auungghhhh!" she groaned, grimacing and arching, her whole body stiff and shattered by fierce shocks of pleasure.

Again recalling Charise's words as her whole body throbbed and screamed through this ferocious climax, she realized that this was the longest, most intense orgasm of all, and it seemed to be forever before the sharp spasms began to wane and release her over-stressed flesh. And of course Kendra took the shattering nature of this orgasm as proof that she had given Laura a sexual fulfillment that a mere schoolgirl could never provide. As Laura's body began to relax again, Kendra slid up to face her, smiling both with pride and with genuine affection.

"You blew out the windows, honey," she purred, kissing Laura's cheek. "You gotta come to Mama when you need one of those."

Laura blinked away the hot, swirling, purple sex haze that had enveloped her. "Wow," she croaked softly. "Kendra, I've really missed you."

"Missed you too, baby," Kendra grinned.

It was now Laura's turn, and she began slowly, stretching out next to Kendra's wonderfully hard body and caressing every inch of her warm, firm, dark flesh, kissing her shoulders, her breasts, holding the firm round globes and kissing every inch of each one, ending with her mouth at Kendra's large, caramel-colored nipples and giving them the full treatment, teeth and all, until Kendra was whimpering and biting her lower lip, panting, her fingers clawing gently through Laura's hair to her scalp.

"Mmmm, you still can work the magic," she breathed to Laura, panting and looking down at Laura's lips and teeth love-tormenting her stiff, saliva-wet, dark brown nipples. "If you took me back downstairs, you could do me with the four-headed monster."

They both remembered the thrilling sex they had shared using Laura's four-pronged dildo, which Kendra had been reluctant to yield to since she feared the prong that went up into her ass. But Laura had overcome her reluctance, and they had indulged in the most athletic and devastating fuck of their relationship, both erupting in multiple killing orgasms.

"Are you suggesting I can't make you happy on my own?" Laura inquired, teasing her, pinching both of her wet nipples, making Kendra's eyes roll up under her eyelids.

"God . . . you're doing it already, honey," Kendra gasped softly. "Keep it up."

Like Laura, Kendra usually came quickly, and so Laura perversely decided to draw it out, to prolong the process and sweetly torture Kendra's beautiful naked body until Kendra was completely in her power, completely vulnerable and consumed by the need to come. And Laura realized that she now had the advantage. Having climaxed a beautiful dozen times with Charise, and now once with Kendra, she herself felt no frantic sexual urgency or craving for release, and so she could take infinite pains to arouse Kendra to the screaming point.

And it didn't hurt that Kendra had such a stunning body. She quickly realized what Laura was up to since Laura began at her shapely feet and began to worship Kendra's whole body as slowly and as erotically as she possibly could. Men clearly loved to fuck Kendra—and why wouldn't they?—but Laura knew most of them were in such a heat to ram her that they spent little time worshipping every inch of her delicious body, and that was just what Laura planned to do.

And it was such a magnificent body. Tamara might be perfectly proportioned, and Brandi an incredible masterpiece of muscle, but Kendra had the best of both. She was nearly perfectly shaped herself though with hard sleek muscles, gained from constantly working out, not the unnatural, rippling, bulging coiled steel of the female body builder like Brandi—though Laura couldn't deny finding Brandi's Olympian musculature fantastically erotic—but instead flesh of preternatural firmness and power and marvelous lithe contours under smooth dark brown flawless skin that felt like purest heaven under Laura's moving lips.

Laura kissed and caressed her shapely calves, lingering especially with her lips in the deep smooth hollows under Kendra's knees, very sensitive to her kiss. Kendra, very aroused, giggled nervously, her legs flexing instinctively, as Laura explored them painstakingly.

"You have such beautiful, strong legs," Laura murmured, now kissing the insides of Kendra's knees, her lower thighs.

Naturally, Kendra thought Laura's destination was her pussy, already festering and wet, the fringe of pubic hair around the edges soggy and glistening with her overflowing cunt juices. But Laura had other intentions. She meant to consume Kendra from bottom to top, every delectable inch, and she was not to be hurried.

She paused only briefly at Kendra's puckered, swollen pussy, flicking the glossy wet labia with the tip of her tongue, even letting it dart into Kendra's clit, bringing a sharp intake of breath from Kendra, who almost jumped out of her skin with pleasure.

"Unhhh! Oh shit!" she gasped. "Ohhnnnn!"

"Oh, what a pretty wet black pussy," Laura murmured. "I'm coming back to it. Keep it hot for me."

"Oh Laura! Wish you'd just give it the business right now," Kendra whimpered. "I don't know if I can take much more."

"Mmmm, you're going to take a lot more, I promise."

Laura's lips rose to the flat, smooth expanse of Kendra's belly just above the black patch of her pubic hair, kissing and nuzzling it, caressing it with her fingertips, marveling at the taut flatness of it, even though Jane was sixteen, and Kendra had had that many years to flatten it out and harden it up again. There was no sign she had ever given birth, no stretch marks, no flaccid skin, just smooth, warm perfection.

From there Laura moved up further to Kendra's hard 'abs,' which she had perfected and toned by weight lifting until they were sharply defined. Her stomach was a masterpiece itself and reminded Laura of Brandi's rippling washboard stomach muscles, though again Kendra's weren't grotesquely over-developed. Laura rubbed her cheek against the hard muscles, kissing the smooth ridges and running her fingertip along the delicious edge made on both sides by Kendra's ribcage.

"I love your fantastic body," she murmured, kissing Kendra's hard stomach everywhere.

At the same time that she kissed it, she moved the fingers of one hand up between Kendra's thighs, caressing the warm inner flesh and letting her fingers graze the wet lips of Kendra's pussy, tantalizing her, teasing her, making her mewl and whimper even more uncontrollably and twist in the sheets, panting hard now.

"God, I wish you would just do it to me, girl," Kendra panted, looking down at Laura's mouth running all over the flesh of her stomach and rising again to the firm, incredibly round globes of her breasts.

"Oh, not until I'm ready," Laura murmured. "I want ever inch of this delicious body. I want to devour you and eat you and swallow you and . . . then fuck you."

"Oh! Yes! Ohhhnnnn!" Kendra sighed as Laura again sucked one large, swelling, dark caramel-colored nipple deep into her mouth.

This time Laura sucked and tormented Kendra's delicious large nipples harder, more aggressively than before, knowing from experience how it aroused Kendra. She held both of Kendra's breasts in her hands and squeezed and sucked them both sharply, digging her teeth into the areolas hard enough to make Kendra whinny softly and scrabble her fingers again in Laura's hair, squirming frantically, her whole body writhing and undulating helplessly now. Laura knew her purpose was being accomplished.

"Oh! Oh god . . . yes!" Kendra gasped. "Please . . . Laura!"

Her lovely face became contorted in an anguish of sexual need. But Laura was nowhere near to giving in. She buried her face between the beautiful firm mounds, pinching and twisting Kendra's stiff wet nipples, then moving her mouth up to Kendra's neck, to her ear, whispering hot obscenities to her.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard . . . so hard, and you are going to come so many times," she panted. "Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want me to eat you and suck your clittie and make you die of pleasure? Do you want it?"

"Oh god . . . Laura! Ungghhh! Oh please!"

But Laura was not finished, not by a long shot. She turned the writhing Kendra onto her side and slipped behind her, caressing and kissing her naked back, rubbing it, massaging it, biting Kendra's shoulder muscles and her shoulder blades, running her hands up along the front of Kendra's body and grabbing her breasts, squeezing them roughly. After a minute of this she descended, dropping to Kendra's ass, a beautiful ass though not in the elevated class of her own daughter's, Jane's, ass, which was one of the rarest of all, but still a lovely, smooth, round, hard ass, so hard that it was even difficult to get a chunk of hard ass flesh between your teeth, though Laura managed.

She rubbed and squeezed and bit Kendra's naked ass moons until Kendra cried out from a wild onrush of nearly unbearable sexual excitement.

"Annggghhhh! Ohhnggg . . . oh shit, oh Laura, oh god please fuck me!" Kendra panted, squirming uncontrollably, swirling her ass up into Laura's face and hands.

"Ohhhh, not until I eat your beautiful pussy," Laura cooed to her, slowing down the tempo temporarily, easing up, making her caresses more tender and gentle as she turned Kendra onto her back again and slipped between Kendra's yawning thighs.

All her caresses up to now had aroused Kendra so thoroughly that her pussy, wet before, was now a mess of shiny juices and inflamed, glistening tissue, a hot honey pit of love, fiery red between buttery black cuntlips all swollen and open like a receptive blossom. Laura knew she had to be very careful because she had never seen Kendra so frantic for a climax, keening and whimpering and churning her hips frantically. Laura knew that to prolong her release further would be difficult.

Carefully, she began to lick the outer edges of Kendra's pussy, running the tip of her clever tongue up and down the slick, glossy labia, burrowing it into the creases, circling the engorged nub of Kendra's clit at the top. This treatment seemed to drive Kendra almost completely insane with fuck-hunger, and her desperate mewling and whimpering grew even more pronounced. She now pinched and twisted her own erect nipples with her fingers, gasping and pumping her hips wildly in the air, pushing her streaming, inflamed vagina up into Laura's mouth, wanting a rougher contact, dying to come.

"Fuck me, you bitch . . . fuck me, you bitch!" she panted, quivering and bouncing on the mattress, her back arching, her eyes streaked with desperation and anger as she glared at Laura, her face grimacing in dire need.

"I will . . . I will," Laura chanted back to her, continuing the torment ingeniously.

Wanting to bring Kendra to the very edge, and then draw back before she really came, Laura took the risk of toying with Kendra's swollen clit, flicking the hard little berry with her tongue twice, three times, until Kendra groaned sharply and her pelvis began to emit tiny shudders. Oh god, not yet! Laura thought, pulling back, even biting the warm, firm inner flesh of one of Kendra's thighs to draw sensation away from her clit by causing another, sharper feeling, a technique she had learned once with another lover.

"Ungghh! Oh . . . oh you incredible bitch, you cunt!" Kendra swore, her body quivering as it approached a fierce climax and then was denied.

She fell back to the mattress, making the bed shake and creak. Again Laura was reminded that this woman was certainly the strongest, most athletic woman, except for Brandi Pearson, that she had ever been to bed with. Kendra was helpless with sexual need, but she wasn't weak or passive, and her powerful, muscular body was coiled and surging and tensile with repressed strength.

Laura smiled. "It's so nice to know how much you love me," she breathed, parting Kendra's swollen cuntlips with her thumbs and slithering her tongue into the glistening fiery hot pit.

She wondered how many times she could bring her to the edge and then pull her back. She knew Kendra was very close to a crushing climax, so close she might even come without help. But Laura decided to try it one more time, getting a devilish thrill and, she suddenly realized, a fresh hot squirt of erotic excitement herself, out of tormenting Kendra's beautiful, gleaming, flexing body this way.

"Oh honey, you have the loveliest wet pussy, and I'm so hungry for it," she murmured teasingly to the writhing, groaning Kendra, knowing how these words aroused her even further. "I'm going to give you everything you want . . . everything."

"Oh god! Oh shit!" Kendra gasped, eyes bloodshot and imploring Laura to finish her off. "Please! Please hurry!"

Again with great care she brought Kendra slowly to the brink, though 'slowly' was a matter of interpretation since Kendra was so wildly aroused that the slightest stray spark would ignite an explosion powerful enough to send them both through the ceiling. But in a sign that she knew what was happening too, and at least half-loved it, Kendra purposely took a few deep, calming breaths, and somehow controlled the violent undulations of her body. She slid both hands down to her crotch, into the crease between her thigh and her inflamed pussy on both sides, and pulled the swollen flesh apart for Laura's tongue, knowing that the end of this could only be sublimely powerful.

She fixed Laura with her violet eyes, half brown from the real color underneath, half blood-streaked with steaming, urgent sex—smoldering, urgent eyes. "Laura . . . don't make me beg," she panted softly.

"I wouldn't think of it," Laura replied softly, looking deep into Kendra's eyes. I love fucking you as much as fucking your beautiful daughter, if you can believe that, she thought.

She knew she couldn't hold out any longer. Kendra was reduced to a twitching, mewling, quivering mass of need, her gorgeous naked body clenching and straining and arching in the fruitless attempt to climax, the final miracle that Laura was withholding from her, fiendishly bringing her close only to refuse her the final blessing. Now Laura gave in.

Without warning, she slid two fingers up into the squinchy wet warm channel of Kendra's tight vagina and began to fuck her with them. At nearly the same moment, she began to attack Kendra's flaring, distended clit with her tongue and lips. She tongue-lashed and lip-pinched the hard little bulb, raping Kendra's flooding pussy with her jabbing fingers, and in only seconds Kendra started coming, groaning loudly, her muscular body, shiny with a thin film of sweat, shaking and straining.

"AUUNNGGHHHH! OHHNNGGG! UNGH!" Kendra grunted, her body now dissolving into long, undulating waves as the sharp spasms of a shattering orgasm wrenched her.

And Laura did not simply slack off and let her come. This was only the beginning for her, and she intended to take it to an even more crushing conclusion. She continued to fuck Kendra, feeling her lapse into a momentary pause in the flood of hot pleasure, hearing Kendra moan softly and pant heavily.

"Ohhnnn . . . oh god!" Kendra whimpered in a faraway voice.

"Yes, baby, yes," Laura murmured. "You're going to come again!"

And Laura knew it was true. She turned her fingers inside Kendra's pussy, searching the inner walls for the little nerve bundle that would send Kendra to paradise. It took her only a few seconds to find it. Kendra twitched. She cried out.

"Annghh! Oh . . . shit, ohhh Jesus!" she gasped.

And then she began to come again, this time so violently that Laura wondered how they were both able to stay on the bed and not roll off onto the floor. Kendra was strong. Her shuddering body rose off the mattress, surging and flexing, a beautiful sight to Laura, her incredibly firm and round breasts moving but not jiggling, swirling instead in tight circles as her body shook, her dark nipples swollen and gleaming. Laura wanted to watch her as much as fuck her, but she wanted to fuck her more, and she continued probing, sucking Kendra's clit too, bringing on another climax, and then another one.

After the fifth jangling, thrilling, throttling orgasm, Laura eased up. Kendra, so athletic and powerful and vigorous, was a wreck. She seemed almost completely destroyed by the five shockingly intense climaxes she had just experienced and lay panting, nearly swooning, still quivering with aftershocks, as Laura extricated her fingers carefully. She knew Kendra's pussy was still throbbing and pulsing in the aftermath of this sweet rape. Kendra's eyelids did not even flutter open for a full minute.

"Hurricane Laura," she said, hoarsely, weakly. "Did they ever name one after you?"

Laura shook her head. "Don't know."

"They should. Mr. Penis could learn a thing or two from you, darlin'. You don't let up. You were mean, making me wait like that."

"It made it better," Laura smiled, saying it simply.

Kendra smiled back, nodding slightly. "Come to Mama," she raised her arms up for Laura. "Come here and kiss me. I can't even sit up, I'm so wasted by that. We don't even need the four-headed monster. You really can do it all yourself."

Laura lay down next to her and they embraced. "Sometimes I get lucky," Laura whispered, kissing her, still enjoying the wonderful sleek firmness of Kendra's hard body. "You inspired me."

She kept murmuring for a while, then noticed that Kendra was actually asleep. Somehow the powerful orgasms had exerted a soporific effect on her, and she had swooned into dreamland for a while. This made Laura feel very good, and she lay her own head on the pillow next to Kendra's, looking at this lovely woman she had fucked nearly senseless and caring for her deeply. She dozed, and then fell asleep herself, coiled together with Kendra, for a while.

She did not know how long they had both been napping when Jane awoke them. Laura was awakened by Kendra, who almost jumped out of her skin when she realized Jane was standing beside the bed, looking down at their intertwined, naked bodies.

"Jane!" Kendra gasped in shock.

"Hi, Mama," Jane smirked. Then her eyes shifted to Laura, first to Laura's face, then down to her naked breasts. "Hiiiii, Laura," she drawled sassily, smirking even more.

Instinctively, Laura grabbed for the edge of the sheet and pulled it up.

"Jane . . . go in the other room," Kendra said, trying to sound forceful, pulling part of the sheet over her own naked body, as if Jane had never seen it.

"Looks like you two been having an orghee," Jane said. "Can't leave you alone for a minute."

"Jane!"

"I'm leaving." Her eyes glinted mischievously as she backed away from the bed and left the bedroom.

"Oh shit," Kendra swore softly, slipping out of the bed and quickly pulling on some clothes.

Laura followed suit. "It's not as if this was the first time," she whispered.

"That don't make it any better. She's just a kid. I don't want her thinking that every time grownups get together they just start fucking their brains out. She'll be thinking she can do that."

This apparently reminded her of Laura and Charise, and that would of course lead her to think of Laura and Jane. Laura and Jane had fucked, of course, and Kendra had discovered it. The only thing she didn't know was how often, and how many times they had done it since she had caught them.

Under the circumstances, Laura thought it best for her to say nothing at all. Dressed again, she placed a tender hand on Kendra's shoulder as Kendra was bending over to put on her slippers. Laura was trying to revive, if only briefly, the marvelous intimacy they had shared after Kendra's shattering string of orgasms, when they had lapsed into sleep in each other's arms.

"It was special," she murmured. "Don't let this spoil it. She lives here . . . she came home. You can't blame her. We're the ones who fell asleep . . . because it was so powerful."

Kendra looked up and smiled warmly at Laura, as warmly as she had smiled all day. "I know. You did good, girl. My pussy still tingling. Now go home. And don't say nothing to Jane on the way out, okay?"

"Promise."

And Laura would have kept her promise too, but Jane was standing near the front door, still smirking. Laura could not avoid her. Jane's eyes twinkled salaciously.

"You a horny devil, Laura," she whispered.

Laura gave her a knowing little smile. "It's or-gee, Jane," she whispered back. "Remember? Or-gee. Like in g-spot."

This tickled Jane so much that she nearly laughed out loud, and Laura quickly left before either of them lost control.