Date: Fri, 11 Jul 2008 07:59:08 -0700 From: Miranda Mars Subject: Laura's Story -- An Interracial Lesbian Romance -- by Miranda Mars -- Chapter 32 Laura’s Story -- An Interracial Lesbian Romance -- by Miranda Mars -- Chapter 32 Over the next few weeks she and Yvette engaged in a white hot affair, fucking like fiends whenever they got the chance, twice more at work in vacant offices Yvette somehow knew about. They knew how dangerous it was, but that seemed to make it even more exciting, and they both had unbelievably intense orgasms in each other's arms on executives' sofas. Every few days they met at Laura's apartment after work and fucked until Yvette had to go. She persuaded her husband that she was working late on a project, usually staying with Laura until about eight, ravenous with lust. Once Laura asked her, "Don't you ever do it with him? He'll get suspicious if you stop entirely, won't he?" "I let him fuck me once a week," Yvette smirked. "I fake a climax, he comes in ten seconds, falls asleep, and I pretend I'm with you. Once I even came just from thinking about you, after he went to sleep." When Yvette's husband had to go out of town on a business trip for a week, she invited Laura to stay with her. "We'll kill each other with fucking," she said, smiling wickedly. "We won't be able to walk." "We almost do that already," Laura said. But she couldn't refuse. Her desire for Yvette was undiminished. After the baby was in bed, their first night alone in Yvette's house, they nearly did just that. Though Yvette had trouble really letting herself go with her daughter asleep in the next room, she and Laura fucked fifteen times, each having several multiple orgasms. And Yvette enjoyed them even more since they were in the same bed where her joyless sex with her husband usually took place. The next day the Yvette took her daughter to stay with her mother for a few days. God, Laura thought, we'll put each other in the hospital. But after work that evening, before they could even get out of their clothes, Yvette's sixteen-year-old sister dropped by for a brief visit, and Laura realized that something very shocking was happening to her. "This is my kid sister Chanitra," Yvette said, introducing Laura to the most ravishing, shockingly beautiful teenager she had ever seen. The weather was warm, and Chanitra was wearing cutoff jeans and a skimpy halter. She didn't yet have a woman's body. She still had the enchanting, smooth, lissome body of a girl on the verge of complete womanhood, and the sight of it nearly made Laura come unglued. Chanitra's skin was somewhat blacker than Yvette's, very black, and her long legs were even more shapely than her sister's, if that were possible. They rose to willowly thighs and the most perfect bottom Laura had ever seen, even more perfect than Rina's, high and sculptured and round, a more beautiful ass than anyone could imagine possible. Her small, jutting breasts were concealed by the thin halter, but the rest of her upper body was naked, and sleek, and smooth, her back a masterpiece, her midriff taut and glossy. Laura tried not to stare. She was embarrassed. She knew that long ago, before Karen, she wouldn't have looked twice at Chanitra, except to notice that she was a good- looking girl. But she wouldn't have wanted to eat her alive, as she did now. And she couldn't let either Yvette or Chanitra know. They all three had dinner together, and Chanitra left. Laura and Yvette began fucking almost before the girl was out the door, tearing at each other, desperate to do in total freedom what they had been doing in a more restrained manner while Yvette's small daughter was there. But for Laura there was even more urgency, since she wanted to obliterate the memory of Yvette's stunning sister in a marathon of orgiastic sex. And she knew she had the right partner for it. If anything, Yvette's appetite exceeded even Karen's. She came easily under Laura's caresses, and one climax only made her want five more. In about an hour neither one could even sit up, and they both fell briefly asleep. Laura awakened first, about twenty minutes later, and gazed up at the ceiling, wondering what was happening to her. Isn't it enough that you're screwing a woman with a husband and a small child? she thought. Or that a beautiful girl is dead because of you? Now you want a fresh young teenager too? What would Yvette say? You're turning into a cradle robber. The next day Yvette was sent out of town on a quick business trip herself. She would be gone for three days. Laura had packed a suitcase and left it at Yvette's house, since they had planned to spend at least five days together while Yvette's husband was gone. Her stomach did flipflops as Yvette told her she could drop by to pick it up any time since Chanitra would be house-sitting while she was gone. At first she was afraid to go. How can I be alone with her and not let her see how much I want her? she wondered. She's only sixteen! God, she might even be a virgin! This thought made her both recoil from the idea of wanting to fuck a virgin, and excited her wildly at the thought of fucking a virgin. Especially one who looked like Chanitra. How could you be so awful? she asked herself. Wanting to corrupt that poor sweet thing. But she couldn't stop herself from going by to pick up the suitcase. She couldn't stay away. Just control yourself, that's all, she told herself over and over. Self- control. She won't have the slightest suspicion you want to do that do her, so just don't let her suspect it. Just be friendly, get your suitcase, and leave. She actually tried to control her impulses, but Chanitra was wearing the same thing when Laura got there, as if she had known how it affected Laura, and wanted to rub it in, to make things worse. "Hi," Chanitra greeted her at the door. "Yvette said you might be dropping by." The girl had a fetching little crinkle-nosed smile. Laura had been so busy looking at Chanitra's spectacular body that she had scarcely noticed her beautiful face. "Just to get my suitcase," she said, bashfully, only realizing afterward that it was a little unusual for her to have left it there. "It's right in here," Chanitra smiled, leading her into the . . . bedroom. Oh god! Laura thought. It was all so obvious. Chanitra bent over to pick it up, and Laura's eyes lingered long, lovingly, even lustfully on the girl's perfect long legs and incredible bottom. Chanitra couldn't help noticing the way Laura was looking at her as she turned and gave Laura the bag. "You fucking my sister, aren't you," she said in a quiet, matter-of-fact voice. Laura blushed hotly, and turned her face away. She didn't know how to respond to such boldness. "I . . ." she stammered. "I . . . we---" "You don't have to say anything," Chanitra said. "Didn't mean to embarrass you. I just thought . . . you two be sleeping in the same room and all, you know." She pointed to the bed. Laura swallowed. She sat the suitcase down, afraid she would drop it. Chanitra's infectious smile never left her face. She wasn't hostile, or any less friendly. Just curious, it seemed. "Really," Chanitra said, trying to reassure her. "I can see I upset you. Didn't mean to. I . . . kinda even had a question, that's all." "I didn't mean to look at you that way," Laura said, almost under her breath, deeply ashamed. "I don't mind," Chanitra crinkled her nose. "Kinda like it. Why do you think I wear these, anyway?" She did a graceful little pirouette, showing off her sleek black thighs and incredible high round ass. Laura tried not to crave the girl's delicious body. "You know," Chanitra said, conspiratorially. "I did it a couple of times, with a couple of dudes. It wasn't too hot, if you want to know the truth. They was pretty quick. It was over before I got into it. I just thought, maybe you know something they don't know. Like Yvette seems to like it, know what I mean?" God, is this really happening? Laura wondered. Is she coming on to me? "You certainly have the most beautiful ass I ever saw," Laura said under her breath, barely able to trust herself to speak. "You like it?" Chanitra grinned, turning again, sideways, and sticking it out provocatively. "You know, I don't wear anything under these. Just fold up a piece of toilet paper and stick it between . . . you know where, and the cloth. Pretty sexy, huh?" Laura nodded. "Pretty sexy," she said softly. "You want to see it?" Laura shut her eyes and nodded. "What'll your sister think?" "She don't have to know." Chanitra unbuttoned her cutoffs and let them slide slowly down her spectacular legs. Already Laura could feel her cunt throbbing and oozing, fluttering excitedly. Chanitra kicked the cutoffs away from her feet. She turned, and Laura's eyes feasted on the gorgeous, round, beautifully shaped bottom. "You want to touch it, don't you," Chanitra whispered. Again Laura nodded. "Sit down on the edge of the bed." Laura sat and Chanitra walked over to her, turning her back so that her perfect ass was right in front of Laura. Laura raised both hands and caressed the firm, dark moons, sliding her fingers under them, giving Chanitra a twinge of pleasure. Chanitra's half-naked body stiffened, then relaxed again. "Ooohhh, that feels good," she murmured. The girl was so receptive that Laura stopped restraining herself. Her hands grew more aggressive, cupping, kneading, squeezing, her fingers gradually invading the shadowy crack between the perfect, gleaming buns. She bent forward and kissed them, running her lips and tongue all over them, nipping the taut flesh gently with her teeth. Both of them were driven wild sexually by what they were doing. Chanitra began quivering and moaning softly. Laura's pulse raced and roared, and her cunt flooded with juice. "Put your hands here, on the bed," she murmured to Chanitra, guiding her, helping her bend over and place her palms on the edge of the mattress. Then Laura slipped to her knees behind the girl and came up under Chanitra's perfect ass, slipping her tongue deep into the wet open cleft of Chanitra's pussy. "Uhn! Oh!" Chanitra gasped. Her thigh muscles and her buns clenched, making her more desirable than ever to Laura, who knew she could make the girl come quickly, if she chose to. Gently, she pushed and urged Chanitra forward, face down on the bed, pushing the girl's sleek thighs apart and lowering her mouth to Chanitra's clit at the same time. It only took a few sucks to bring on a sharp, surprising climax. "Aunngg! Oh! Oh . . . annggg . . . aaiingghiieeee!" Chanitra cried out, her body shaking as a strong orgasm gripped her. Still stunned by her climax, she didn't resist as Laura unfastened her halter and rolled her onto her back. Laura scooped up both of Chanitra's hard, small breasts, in her hands, sucking the girl's large, bulbous nipples sharply, passionately, while dropping her hand to the girl's crotch and rubbing her clit again. In only seconds Chanitra came again, whimpering, then moaning as a long, sinuous climax unfolded in her body. Laura wouldn't let her stop but kept building on the erotic plateau Chanitra had reached, sliding back down between the girl's yawning thighs and tonguing her wet pussy into two more orgasms. Finally she slid one finger, greasy with Chanitra's own pussy juices, up into the girl's incredible ass, sucking her clit at the same time, fucking her rapidly in the ass, and brought Chanitra to a shattering culminating orgasm that left the poor girl weak and panting with fatigue, and throbbing with aftershocks of sexual pleasure. Her eyes were glassy and her mouth slack as she looked up worshipfully at Laura, who only now realized that she herself was still fully dressed. "God . . . you really fucked me," she said in a hushed, astonished voice. "I came five times." "You're so beautiful, Chanitra," Laura whispered, so desperately horny herself that she could barely see straight. Chanitra reached up, pulled Laura's face down to hers, and kissed Laura with a scorching, searing kiss, unbuttoning the back of Laura's blouse as they kissed. "I want you," she panted into Laura's ear. "Want to fuck you too, like you did me." She almost ripped Laura's expensive silk blouse in her hurry to get it off. Her lips were on Laura's neck and shoulders, dipping between the cups of Laura's bra, hungrily kissing the shadowy valley between Laura's breasts, while her fingers worked at the clasp behind Laura's back. She got the bra off and took one of Laura's aching breasts in both hands, sucking the nipple deep into her mouth. "Oh!" Laura cried out softly, her body squirming excitedly as Chanitra devoured her breast. The girl was a demon. Her mouth and hands were all over Laura's breasts, sucking and squeezing and mauling them until Laura was coming wildly, still wearing her skirt, writhing and moaning sharply as Chanitra nearly swallowed her throbbing nipples. "Auunngghh! Ungghiieeee!" Laura cried out, her breasts aching as Chanitra continued to suck them even after the orgasm began to wane. But then Chanitra was quickly removing the rest of her clothes, skimming her skirt and panties down her legs. And then Laura felt the entire naked length of the girl's delicious body against hers as they coiled together, kissing and caressing with a sharp, feverish urgency that she didn't remember feeling since she and Rina first discovered each other. "I want you . . . I want you," Chanitra murmured over and over, sliding between Laura's legs. "Auunnghh!" Laura groaned as she felt the girl's lips touch her pussy. For a near-virgin, a certain virgin when it came to girl- fucking, Chanitra was a hot and urgent lover. Her long tongue slithered up inside Laura's flowing pussy, her lips closed over Laura's clit, and she mouth-mauled a straining, sobbing, groaning Laura into two more climaxes in only a few minutes. They were quick, wrenching, violent climaxes, and Laura was still panting and sighing as Chanitra slithered back up to embrace her. "There . . ." she whispered softly. "I made you come a few times too. Couldn't leave you hanging like that." "Thank you," Laura blinked away the tears. "Now I know why you and Yvette be doing this, why she like you so much." "Did she tell you about me?" Chanitra shook her head. "I can see it in her eyes." "It's kind of awful for it to be so obvious," Laura said, half-ashamed. "I mean, I'm not trying to steal her from her family." "I know," Chanitra said, matter-of-factly. "You just want to fuck her." "It's such a cold way of putting it." "You think so?" Chanitra crinkled her nose in her infectious grin. "I just want to fuck you. Is that so bad?" Laura shook her head. "It's wonderful. You're so . . . natural. You just . . . made me come so hard." "Really?" The smile again. Laura kissed her passionately, and her kiss aroused Chanitra, who began squirming, pushing her small hard naked breasts into Laura's, panting, even whimpering. Laura couldn't believe how lucky she herself was. This delicious girl! So young, so beautiful, so exuberant and energetic and ripe and eager for hot girl-fucking. With me! Laura thought. God, she's so beautiful! This time Laura slowed down the pace. She was very skilled at taking the initial sparks of sexual arousal and slowly building a raging fire of need in the other's blood. She had learned it with Karen, and used it with each successive lover, and now with Chanitra she began a slow, steady buildup to a shattering finish. And it gave her a chance to explore the girl's young, beautiful body in a way their quick, urgent fucking so far had prevented. Chanitra was very deep black and had young, new, hard little breasts with popping, bursting, gleaming large black nipples that swelled up from the surface of her breasts like ripe plums. They were sensitive, too. Even the touch of Laura's tongue on her nipples made her moan, made her body strain and quiver. "God, it feel so good," she panted, watching as Laura sucked one thick, bulbous nipple into her mouth. "Ahhnnnn!" And this sensitivity fell right in with Laura's plan, since she could suck Chanitra's nipples and caress her wet pussy until the girl was shaking, only seconds from coming, before slacking off, dropping the intensity level, bringing her back from the edge. Then Laura would start it again. After three times, Chanitra was writhing with need. Her wide, murky eyes implored Laura to give her release. "Please . . . Laura," she panted. "Why won't you let me come? Please!" "Oh I will, baby, I will," Laura murmured, nearly swallowing one of Chanitra's delectable thick nipples, bringing short, hot yelps of ecstacy from the girl's throat. The writhing of the girl's delicious naked body, and the feel of Chanitra's sensitive, bulbous nipple in her mouth nearly made Laura herself come, without any other help. She let it slide from her mouth and slipped one leg under Chanitra's, moving forward, bringing their pussies together slowly, deliberately, until the electrifying contact took place. "Ohhh!" Chanitra gasped, nearly fainting with sexual excitement. Laura knew how it felt the first time. Never in Chanitra's wildest dreams had she ever thought such a sensation was possible. Both of them nearly came an instant after their cuntlips met, and mashed together. They were both so aroused already from what Laura had been doing to Chanitra that Laura knew it would be fast. She didn't even need to slip her hand down between them and guide their excited clits together. Chanitra was already quivering and whimpering hysterically. Laura could feel her own orgasm only seconds away. She embraced the girl's lean, smooth, beautiful body, pressing their naked breasts together and kissing Chanitra with scorching, devouring passion. At the same time, she let her hands slide down the girl's fantastic back to her ass and dug her fingers into the perfect moons, jamming her cunt forward into Chanitra's and grinding her hips sharply. Again and again she mashed her wet cunt into Chanitra's, fucking the girl hard, hard, and Chanitra began pumping back, whinnying helplessly and hysterically as a fierce uprush of rapturous coming suddenly wracked her body. "Auungghiinnnaaiiii!" she cried out, coughing and choking on a hot flood of sensations, her luscious young body wrenched by spasms of ecstacy. "Oh! Ungghh! Oh . . . auungghhiieee!" Laura came a split second later. A shattering climax convulsed her flesh, a blinding incandescence of sexual bliss that left her breathless, before a helpless cry of pleasure escaped her throat. "Anngghh! Oh, oh . . . mmnnnggghhhieeeee!" she cried, clinging to Chanitra's straining body, luxuriating in the feel of their two silky wet throbbing pussies pressed together while they both came wildly. Collapsing together on their sides on the bed, panting, their cheeks slick with tears, they kissed each other softly, tenderly. Even Laura, who had been through it before, could hardly believe what they had done, how shocking and powerful their combined orgasm had been. Chanitra had barely entered womanhood, but she was a total woman now. Most women went through their whole lives without having an orgasm like that one. "God . . ." Chanitra gasped softly, after a long pause while their breathing returned to normal. "I never knew sex could be like that. I almost passed out." "I know," Laura whispered. "Some day I will make you pass out." Chanitra smiled warmly. "You gonna keep fucking me? Might make Yvette jealous." Laura knew it was true. "But how can I keep my hands off you?" "I hope you don't try. I never came like that. Ever." "You're such a delicious girl. I want to eat you alive." Chanitra's eyes grew murky with lust, and Laura knew that she wasn't tired, she wanted more. And Laura wasn't about to turn away from the experience of a lifetime. Would she ever again get to fuck a girl so young, so beautiful, so innocent and eager, so exuberantly sexy and excitable? One long, searching kiss lit the fires again in both of their bodies. Laura wanted more of the girl's incredible ass, as if she couldn't keep believing it existed unless she was kissing and stroking and clutching and . . . probing it. Rolling Chanitra onto her stomach, Laura slid down the girl's body and began kissing and caressing the dark moons of Chanitra's ass aggressively. Her teeth nipped the taut flesh, making Chanitra whoop and sigh. Finally, she pulled the hard round buns apart and began to explore the crack between them with her tongue. She knew Chanitra had never experienced anything quite like it, and the girl nearly went wild, moaning, squirming crazily. The hotter Chanitra became, the more relentless Laura became, until finally she was tongue- fucking the girl's asshole and scissoring Chanitra's clit between two fingers at the same time, bringing Chanitra to a seizure of coming that seemed more wrenching and total than even their cunt- kissing shared orgasm that had preceded it. The girl's supple, pliant, black, naked body was so desireable to Laura that somehow Chanitra's orgasmic convulsions brought out a hot, feverish, consuming lust in her. She swarmed over Chanitra's supine, straining body, sucking Chanitra's nipples, hand-fucking her pussy, raping her, bringing the poor girl to three more quick climaxes before Chanitra's mouth on her hot, throbbing pussy brought Laura to another sobbing orgasm herself. It was midnight before they stopped fucking, there in Yvette's bed, exhausting each other with insatiable need. After Laura's all-devouring rape of the delicious teenager, Chanitra had turned the tables on her, fucking Laura so energetically, so relentlessly, that Laura herself had three orgasms in a row, without stopping. By the time they couldn't go on any longer, around midnight, Chanitra had come about twenty-five times, give or take one or two, and Laura, who never counted any more, knew she had come close to fifteen times too. "Don't go," Chanitra begged as Laura began slowly collecting her clothes. "I don't want you to go." "What do you want to do, fuck me to death," Laura laughed softly. "Yes." She pulled Laura back. For a long time they simply lay together, kissing and whispering. "I never knew anything could be like this," Chanitra whispered. "I came about a thousand times." "Me too." Chanitra's large dark eyes welled with tears. "Do it to me again, once more, before you go. I'm afraid, once Yvette finds out, you won't ever do it to me again." "Oh honey . . . she's not going to find out," Laura soothed her, kissing her, caressing her. "There's no reason to tell her. This is between us, you and me." "Oh! Oh god!" Chanitra gasped as Laura's mouth dropped again to her breasts. Laura couldn't keep away from them, or from Chanitra's perfect ass. Determined this time to make it the last one, and the most final, shattering, devastating climax of all, she gradually reawakened the smouldering sexual fires in Chanitra's incredible body. Summoning up what little energy she had left, she took a full twenty minutes to bring the luscious teenager to such a frenzied pitch of need that Chanitra was quivering helplessly under her touch, moaning and begging for release. This time Laura couldn't resist fucking Chanitra's ass and pussy at the same time while sucking her clit, and the girl nearly passed out as a wrenching, excruciating orgasm throttled her arching, shuddering body. She screamed so loud that Laura was afraid the neighbors might hear. Spasm after spasm of fierce pleasure wracked her beautiful body, finally leaving her as limp as a rag, panting and moaning in Laura's arms. It was one a.m. when Laura finally left the girl sleeping peacefully in Yvette's bed. She let herself out and drove home, feeling a curious mixture of exhausted but happy sexual tingling and troubled anxiety about the future. She knew that her relationship with Yvette, which was fairly uncertain anyway because of Yvette's husband and child, was now complicated more than ever by the night Laura had spent with Chanitra. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The Laura story chapters are now available, in both text and html formats, on the ASS html archive site at http://www.asstr.org/~laura. Text files may also be downloaded via FTP at ftp://ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/laura. The chapters are now also available in html format at http://www.thevalkyrie.com/stories/miranda/index.html. © Copyright Miranda Mars, 1999-2008. It is unlawful to reprint or otherwise distribute this material without the written consent of the author.