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Chapter 243
Laura, feeling lazy and warm and pretty happy, her hand
under Jane's shirt, running along Jane's naked back,
descending to her phenomenal ass, really wanted to avoid
everything but the purest, most natural kind of making love.
It could be energetic and hot, as it had been moments
earlier between them, or it could be gentle and tender and
excruciatingly slow, but somehow she didn't want it to be
perverted by twisted toys.
"Mmmm, just let me kiss your beautiful pussy and make
you pant," Laura nuzzled her neck.
"I want to know what that big dick feels like," Jane
pouted. "You did it to Inky. Least you can do is do it to
me too. I know you love me more than her."
Laura smiled wanly at her. "What would your mother
think?"
Jane pouted. "She'd think you have a bigger dick even
than that Marshall dude she so crazy about."
But Laura had already fucked Jane's mother with the
thing once, and she knew what Kendra had thought of it. She
felt a slight pang at the realization that she would never
clutch that hard, muscular, athletic body to her again, or
watch Kendra writhing in a fierce orgasm that she, Laura,
had caused.
Jane reached over Laura for the small valise, a
movement that made one of her firm young breasts graze
Laura's hand, which was still under her shirt. Laura cupped
it and squeezed it. Jane had delicious breasts, hard and
springy, and Laura felt her pussy melting inside again, as
if they had not fucked heatedly only minutes earlier. But
Jane was determined, and snatched up the valise, rolling
away from Laura on the blanket, giggling girlishly, and
unzipping it. Her shirt came open as she rolled away,
revealing her naked breasts, swaying, her nipples shiny and
large and black.
She pulled out the long, fat double dildo, dangling it
from two fingers and giving Laura a salacious grin, as she
had done when she had first discovered it on Laura's bed
months ago after Laura had been using it on Charise (and
herself), propelling them both into sharp paroxysms of
coming while Jane eavesdropped in the apartment above
Laura's. When she pulled it out of the valise, the small
bottle of baby oil that Laura had thrown in with it fell out
too onto the blanket. Jane's eyes fell to it.
"Laura, you nasty thing, I think you had this all
planned," she grinned.
Laura smiled, giving in. After all, any way you fucked
Jane was bound to turn out good, especially out here in the
woods, in the bright sun, warm and delightful. Why should
she fight it?
"Lie down on your tummy and let me give you a back
rub," she coaxed, picking up the small bottle.
Provocatively, Jane gave Laura a smoking, seductive
smile and slowly removed her shirt again, letting Laura's
eyes devour her body. No matter how much Laura got of it,
she could never get enough, and Jane knew it. Laura peeled
off her shirt again too as Jane stretched out on her
stomach, the round, high moons of her thrilling ass rising
above the small of her back, so smooth, black, beautifully
sculptured, and gleaming that Laura was hard pressed not to
fall on them with her hands and mouth immediately.
Her hands were shaking excitedly as she unscrewed the
cap of the small bottle. She straddled the backs of Jane's
thighs and, holding the bottle a few inches above Jane's
sinuous naked back, let a fine stream of baby oil drop onto
the sleek black skin, moving the bottle to create a swirling
design.
"Ooohhhh . . . that feels good!" Jane smiled back over
her shoulder.
"Mmmm, it's going to feel even better," Laura purred to
her, setting the bottle down between two soda pop cans so
that it wouldn't fall over.
Using both hands, she spread the oil out all over
Jane's silky back, rubbing it into Jane's smooth skin, which
began to gleam and shine as the thin film of baby oil
covered it. Working slowly, painstakingly, and thoroughly
enjoying each exquisite sensation as Jane's marvelous flesh
slid under her oiled fingers, she rubbed her shoulders,
gently worked her way down Jane's spine, then moved to the
supple, curved flesh above her narrow waist, leaning forward
sometimes to plant a lingering kiss on the skin just before
she covered it with warm oil.
"Ohhhh Laura . . ." Jane moaned softly, into the
blanket, turning her head from side to side, the long, sleek
muscles in her back rippling as Laura's fingers found the
delicate, secret nerves there and stimulated them.
Laura leaned forward, brushing her own dangling breasts
across Jane's shiny back, feeling her nipples stick to the
oily surface of Jane's shining skin, pushing Jane's hair
away and lowering her lips to the nape of Jane's neck,
kissing her there sensually.
"I'm going to suck your toes again . . ." Laura
whispered in her ear. "And make you come hard."
"Oh . . . god! And fuck me with that big dick? Oh
Laura . . . I think you better hurry. I'm getting all
excited and wet down there. Hurry . . . please!"
"Mmmmm, all things come to she who waits," Laura
murmured, licking her earlobe, then kissing, then sucking
the nape of her neck again, giving Jane a fierce jolt of the
shivers.
"Ooohhhhh! Please!"
"Does the oil feel good on your skin?"
"Oh shit . . . yes!"
"I'm going to spread it all over your ass . . . and
your beautiful legs . . . and then I'm going to suck your
toes and make you come."
Jane whimpered and writhed, face down on the blanket,
biting her lower lip as Laura began to drip warm oil from
the bottle onto the high-rising moons of her ass. As she
began to massage the firm round globes and rub the oil into
them, she realized that she would have a hard time keeping
her promise. Only a few asses in the universe approached
the perfection of this one, and as Jane's firm buns slipped
and slid under Laura's oiled fingers, Laura could feel her
own pussy burbling and oozing and flowing and throbbing.
"Fuck me, Laura . . ." Jane gasped, looking back over
her shoulder at Laura, her eyes glazed and reddened and
desperate. "Fuck me . . . with that dick, fuck me hard, do
it quick, please."
Unable to resist the feeling, Laura leaned closer again
and this time pressed her naked breasts against Jane's oiled
asscheeks, pushing them hard against Jane's smooth flesh,
feeling the firm round buns mash into her nipples.
"Oh god, Laura . . . please!" Jane begged her again.
But Laura, though quivering and panting herself from
overwhelming lust for Jane's shiny, oiled body, was
determined to keep control. She grabbed the bottle again
and began to drip a thin stream of warm oil on Jane's long,
shapely legs. It was fascinating to watch the translucent
golden bead of oil land in a thin line on Jane's satiny
black skin and then spread out into a glistening pool that
Laura quickly began to spread with her fingers, kneading
Jane's hard calf muscles and sleek thighs, dropping her lips
to Jane's ankles before the oil reached them, then kissing
her feet again, as she had done earlier.
By now Jane was moaning continuously again, parting her
thighs, gyrating her pelvis instinctively, pushing her pubic
bone down into the blanket, raising her ass high. Laura
knew she wanted to be fucked badly. Both of them were
totally submerged in the throbbing hot cloud of lust that
enveloped them, in a trance of sex, their bodies pulsing and
squirming together as the sun beat down on them and the
birds occasionally cried and chirped in the surrounding
trees and underbrush. Jane's young body was all shiny and
glistening, wildly desirable as she twisted and squirmed
under Laura.
The wet, dark red seam of her open pussy glimmered
between her smooth black thighs, and Laura was torn between
giving Jane what she wanted and instead pressing her mouth
to the dewy, shiny, inflamed, puckered cleft and sucking and
tonguing it, swallowing the girl's warm, coppery pussy
fluids, until Jane was whooping and groaning through a
climax so fierce that she could not imagine it. The thought
of plunging the dildo into it, as Jane wanted, instead of
her tongue was a grievous choice. I love this young girl's
body! she thought, consumed with the desire to ravish, rape,
and swallow Jane, this writhing, shiny, oiled, naked beauty
sprawled beneath her on a blanket in the fresh, wild
outdoors.
Still rubbing the oil into Jane's twisting, scissoring
legs, Laura leaned forward and began to kiss the swollen
moons of Jane's glistening buttocks, perfectly round and
shiny with a coat of oil, high and jutting and magnificent.
Up until now she had only kissed Jane's skin where the oil
had not yet spread, but now she did not care if she tasted
the oil so long as it was Jane's warm round buns she was
pressing her lips against, the firm melons of Jane's ass
that she dug her fingers into.
"Oh god, Laura . . . pleeeease!" Jane moaned, unable to
bear it any longer.
"Yes, honey . . . yes, honey," Laura panted, now
nipping the firm, bulging flesh of Jane's miraculous bottom
with her teeth, delirious herself from fierce sexual desire.
"Oh god, I love your beautiful ass!"
In her own ears, her words sounded a little like: Yes,
honey, quit bothering me, all I want is to devour and
consume these exquisite hard black moons of yours; whereas
Jane was actually suffering a sweet but real torment,
needing release desperately, trashing and writhing and
whimpering in a way that made her more desirable than ever
to Laura. Again, she rolled to her side, looking back over
her shoulder, in another attempt to implore Laura, but this
was a mistake.
One of her delectable, upswooping, hard young breasts
with its round, shiny black nipple came into view, dangling
toward the blanket, and triggered the last remaining spark
of crazy rapist in Laura, who flung her body forward across
Jane's back, pushing Jane to the blanket again, but grabbing
the exposed naked breast at the same time in one hand,
squeezing it hungrily and sucking the back of Jane's neck
again at the same time. She slid the fingers of her other
hand into Jane's ass crack, rubbing her little anus
suggestively, then dropping her fingers to the soupy, runny
gash and sliding them inside.
"Unhh!" Jane groaned softly, her hips swirling up and
back as she thrilled in the feeling of penetration she so
craved.
"Oh god, Jane!" Laura panted, sliding back down Jane's
lovely oiled body.
She knew now that the idea of sucking Jane's toes a
second time was out of the question. Both of them were too
aroused not to bring this to a conclusion fast. Reluctantly
loosening her hand from the wonderful treasure of Jane's
young breast that she had just caught in it, she slid
further down the girl's glistening, oiled back until she
again arrived at Jane's ass. Unable to keep from kissing
and biting it again, she gave into the urge while at the
same time fishing with her hand next to them on the blanket
for the dildo.
"Unhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ungh! Oh Laura . . . please!
Ummnnngghh!" Jane groaned, face down on the blanket but
swirling her greased and shiny ass back into Laura's face as
Laura continued to close her teeth excitedly around big
clumps of hard, springy flesh. "Fuck me!"
"Yes! Oh yes, honey!" Laura panted, finally locating
the dildo and bringing it over between Jane's thighs.
It took hardly a second to guide the huge torpedo
between Jane's gaping, glossy, wet cunt lips, and Laura
pushed it forward, watching the thick stalk slide deep into
Jane's pussy.
"Arrnngghhh!" Jane groaned, a grimace seizing her face
as she felt her cunt being crammed full of the monster. "Oh
shit . . . that thing is big! Ungghh!"
Ordinarily, Laura would have climbed on too, sliding
the other half of the monster up into her own throbbing,
flowing pussy and rape-ramming them both into a flaming
finish, but Jane was already so far gone in delirious fuck-
need that all Laura could do was bring her off fast.
Already Jane was twisting and quivering, eyes rolling up,
toes curling-those delicious brown toes Laura had been
caressing with her tongue only minutes earlier-her legs
flexing, her face desperate with need. Laura held the fat,
hard dildo with both hands, moving it in and out of Jane's
pussy, watching her shiny black labia cling to the wet shaft
as it emerged, then watching the expression of sublime
rapture spread over Jane's features as the huge pole rode
deeply into her body again.
"Unh! Unhhhhh! Oh yes, oh yes!" Jane gasped, her
fingers clawing the blanket, her ass uptilted to give Laura
better access to her pussy. "Oh god yes! Annghh!"
Laura had begun to fuck her harder, and faster. She
leaned forward again and began to bite Jane's smooth ass
cheeks as she relentlessly drove the huge dildo deep into
Jane's pussy again and again, twisting it now, rotating it
like a corkscrew as she plunged it into Jane's crammed slit,
so wildly aroused by their grunting and moaning and Jane's
writhing, oiled, black body that she wondered if she might
come too just in a sympathetic orgasm of her own, without
even being helped to it.
Jane by now had begun to swirl her hips and buck with
them so violently, pushing her pussy into the plunging
dildo, that Laura could no longer kiss and suck and bite her
buns. She was quivering and groaning more wildly with each
passing second, and Laura knew her orgasm was close.
Grabbing the dildo with both hands, she wondered if she
might have time to slip the exposed end into her own pussy
and join in the conflagration before it exploded into
flames. But it was a vain hope because Jane began to come
only a split second after Laura got the idea.
"Auuoowwwnnggg!" she cried out, her body shuddering in
mid-air, her hips quaking.
"Oh god, yes!" Laura gasped, seeing Jane wracked by a
shockingly intense spasm.
"AUUNNGGHHHHH!" Jane groaned, as loudly as Laura had
ever heard her. "Ungghhh! Ohhhhnngggg . . . Laur-"
"Yes, baby . . . yes, baby," Laura purred, continuing
to fuck her this time with the dildo, though not as hard as
before, thrusting it into her pussy and twisting it,
watching Jane shudder and hearing her moan as fresh spasms
shook her.
"Ungghh! Oh shit! Oh! Auungghhhh!" Jane cried out,
twisting and surging under Laura, wincing as the huge ridged
stalk penetrated her, then moaning as the fierce pleasure
wrenched her body.
Laura knew how good it must be from the expression on
Jane's face. Perhaps because they had already fucked, and
it had taken Jane a little longer to get there this time,
her climax seemed to last longer too, a surging and receding
tide of shattering spasms that seemed to wane, then crush
her again repeatedly, until finally she lay face down on the
blanket, panting hard, and groaning softly as the punishing
pleasure began to fade.
Slowly, carefully, knowing that Jane's pussy was
throbbing and extra-sensitive at this moment and would feel
everything, Laura extracted the monster, unable to take her
eyes off Jane's clinging cunt lips even as she pulled out
the rigid member. When it popped free, Jane's inflamed,
puffy cunt was as inviting as ever, all slick and flaming
pink and looking ready for another vigorous rape. I could
fuck her again, Laura realized. I could climb on and fuck
both of us together. She'd love it; she never turns it
down.
True, Jane did look a little blasted by the experience,
stunned even. She was moving slowly, her breath only now
returning to normal. But her glistening, oiled, black body
and the sight of her puckered, inflamed pussy still ready to
be fucked was enough to catch Laura's blood on fire all over
again, and she snatched up the dildo from where it had
fallen on the blanket, bringing it back over between Jane's
thighs, guiding it toward the girl's swollen, oozing quim,
when she suddenly felt Jane freeze under her.
"God, Laura, look," Jane said in a startled, low voice.
Laura's eyes followed the direction of Jane's gaze
toward the edge of the meadow to the right of them, where
she saw two hikers scrutinizing her and Jane with the same
fascination and shock she and Jane were feeling. One was
wearing a backpack, and the other held a water bottle; both
were wearing wide-brimmed hats. They appeared, at Laura's
quick glance, to be a man and a woman, and they seemed to
paralyzed, looking at Laura and Jane as if they were some
grotesquely intriguing creature from outer space. They
stared. Their mouths were open.
Then they saw Laura and Jane looking over at them.
Their paralysis relaxed, and the woman looked away, as if
embarrassed. The man kept looking.
"Oh Christ," Laura said, quickly grabbing a handful of
clothes and the extra blanket, pulling it over on top of
Jane, trying to get under a piece of it herself.
She glowered back at them, but they were already moving
off. Glaring at them, she could feel Jane struggling up
beside her.
"What the fuck they doing . . . watching us?" she asked
sharply. "Ain't ever seen anybody fucking before? Wishing
they could do it themselves, no doubt."
"Get your clothes on," Laura said quietly, quickly
beginning to pull on her own.
Jane, still stark naked and glistening all over her
marvelous body with the oil Laura had spread there, took
this opportunity to be petulant.
"I ain't leaving just because some white assholes want
a peek at you and me doing the Big Thing. I told you, let
`em get their kicks. Shoot, I had about the best orgasm of
my life just then. When you fucked me with that huge
thing." She pointed to still-wet gargantuan double dildo
lying beside them on the blanket with awe. "Now I know why
Inky be screaming like holy murder down there in your
apartment when you were doing her. Shit, that thing is
killer. Don't you want me to do you now?" She stroked
Laura's bare shoulder just before Laura pulled on her
sweater. "You must be pretty hot, Laura. Don't you want me
to return the favor?"
"Get dressed. We're leaving."
"You didn't like our picnic," Jane pouted
provocatively, with a half-grin, as if trying to seduce
Laura all over again.
Laura gave a furtive glance over her shoulder, seeing
that the spectators had disappeared. She smiled and
caressed Jane's cheek with her finger.
"Honey, I don't think I've ever had a picnic that
compares with this one. I loved every minute of it."
Reluctantly, Jane began to put her clothes back on too.
"Yeuhhh, it feels all sticky now," she frowned.
"You can take a shower at my place."
Jane raised one eyebrow. "You sure? Are you going to
take one too? I mean, I didn't get to do you a second time.
I like to do it to you too, Laura."
"My neighbors," Laura reminded her. "You should know,
you used to live up there."
Jane shrugged. Then she leaned close, breathing sexily
in Laura's ear. "I'm gon' rape you," she giggled. "Let `em
call the cops. Rape rape rape. You gonna squeal, Laura."
"I might consider it if you let me drive back," Laura
said, remembering the drive up the mountain, which had
nearly caused her heart failure.
"I can't let you drive my mama's Jeep. She said never
to let anybody drive it but me."
Her face was still close to Laura's, and Laura leaned a
few inches closer, brushing her lips against Jane's
phenomenally smooth black cheek.
"What about somebody who just gave you the best two
orgasms of your life?" she whispered.
Jane thought about it. "You're right . . . you did do
that," she said calmly. She squinted. "Even better than
when we broke your bed."
She gave Laura the keys for the drive home. This
turned into an ordeal only slightly less grave than riding
up the twisting mountain roads with the kamikaze Jane at the
wheel, since Laura was bedeviled by a series of anxieties
almost as intense as the fear of losing her life. She was
still overwrought-Jane was right-from their second fuck, in
which Jane had climaxed hard but Laura had not been able to
due to the intrusion of the hikers. Her hands shook a
little on the steering wheel. She could not get the vision
of Jane's writhing, oiled, deliciously black and glistening
body spread out face down for her on the blanket, Jane's
splendid, dark, gleaming moons swelling above the huge dildo
that Laura was pushing in and out of her clinging pussy.
These thoughts made her hornier than ever, and made her
hands shake worse. Moreover, she tried to forget the fact
that she was driving Kendra Fallon's Jeep, with Kendra's
seventeen-year-old daughter in the passenger's seat, the
daughter she had just exuberantly fucked with extravagant
perversion and fearfully intense lust on the mountainside.
If there were an accident, they would be found together in
the crumpled steel of Kendra's vehicle, Jane's body still
coated with the oil that (Laura knew Kendra would think, and
she would be right) this perverted lesbian had rubbed all
over her before inflicting the most exquisite and depraved
sexual practices on her darling baby. And I sucked her
toes, too, Laura thought. Do you think that would show in
an autopsy?
She smiled at this reflection, realizing how stupid she
was being about it. Jane amused herself by criticizing all
the people in the surrounding cars, not noticing Laura's
distress and abstraction. When they arrived at Laura's
apartment, Jane started taking off her clothes only a second
after Laura closed the door.
Oh god, I love her body! Laura thought. I just can't
look. I want her again. I want her and want her.
"What you looking at?" Jane smiled coyly, holding her
shirt up in front of her half-naked body like a matador's
cape. "Now you see it . . . now you don't."
She pulled the shirt to one side, letting Laura's eyes
fasten on her dancing, glimmering black nipples, then pulled
it back again quickly, hiding her body. Laura pointed.
"The bathroom's in there. You can use my towel. I
just put it out there this morning. Don't get any ideas. I
think they're home."
Jane flirted, still holding the shirt up in front of
her. "Don't you want to see it again?"
Laura shook her head, reluctantly. She actually did
want to see it again, and grab it, and devour it. "Take a
shower."
"I could go up and see if they're home," Jane suggested
playfully. "You know, just ring the bell. Tell `em I'm
selling candy for school. Or give `em a Watchtower. Only I
don't have a Watchtower."
Laura thought about how every time the Gibsons saw her,
she was with a lovely black woman. Ada. Dawn. Pretty soon
they would begin to put two and two together. They weren't
stupid. And Jane was underage. On the other hand, if Jane
did it, Laura would not be there. How could they connect
her and Jane? She was very tempted. She really wanted to
fuck Jane again in the worst way.
"I think we better not," she said, regaining her grip
on the straight and narrow. "Go on, now. Wash that oil off
that lovely body."
Jane's eyes flickered with pleasure, and mischief. She
gave Laura a sexy pout and disappeared down the short
hallway. Laura decided to go into her bedroom and change,
since she also felt sticky and dirty from their afternoon of
frolicking naked in the sun. Frolicking is one way of
putting it, she thought. The girl is catnip to me. I can't
resist her, but she's like a train wreck.
She heard the water start in the shower and allowed
herself a moment to envision the sight inside the shower
stall: Jane's wonderfully hard and firm seventeen-year-old
naked black body streaming with warm water, now shiny and
glistening again, but with a different quality entirely, the
quality of water, not oil, her nipples hardening under the
impact of the shower stream, her hair tinged everywhere with
dew, the water dripping in silvery droplets from the dense,
glimmering bush of her pubic hair, then streaming down her
sleek, shapely thighs.
"Ohhh Lauuuuuraaaa," she heard Jane's voice calling to
her from the bathroom. "Lauuuuuraaaa."
Laura stood in her bedroom, having removed most of her
clothes already, gnawing her knuckle, trying to resist
Jane's call. I can't do it. The bathroom magnifies
everything. Even the smallest moan echoes.
But in her mind's eye she could see Jane's wet body.
Moreover, she knew Jane was so wild and unpredictable that
she might just come in there any second, dripping,
glistening, showing her naked self to Laura and pouting,
wondering why Laura had ignored her call. The pent-up
sexual energy she had been unable to vent on the mountain
after they had been interrupted by the hikers made itself
very apparent to Laura. She felt a hot pulse hammering
insistently inside her pussy, which was growing very wet as
she let herself listen to the shower, and Jane's beckoning
voice.
She went to the bathroom door, peeking around the
corner but not going inside. "Yes?" she croaked,
unconvincingly.
The shower door was made of fogged glass, so Laura
could see nothing but the alluring silhouette of Jane's
body, but Jane slid open the door and peeked back at Laura,
smiling like a schoolgirl, which she was, of course. Laura
felt wild lust and horrible chagrin at the very same moment.
"I got that oil all off now," Jane said, coyly.
"That's nice."
"You promised you were gonna take a shower with me."
"I did not."
"Did too. When I gave you the keys."
"I . . ." Laura swallowed. "I said . . . I'd consider
it, that's all."
Jane slid the door a little farther open, knowing the
effect the sight of her naked body usually had on Laura.
The fact that they had been vigorously fucking already that
day seemed to make little difference. Laura could not keep
her eyes from devouring the girl's wet, sparkling black
flesh.
"You considered it yet?"
Jane slid the door open further. Shower spray began to
hit the floor and the wall beside the shower stall. Now she
was standing naked and wet before Laura, the stream of
shower water falling directly on her shiny shoulder, the
rivulets streaming down her breasts and her stomach. She
raised both hands to her young, springy breasts, cupping
them in her palms from below, offering them to Laura, biting
her lower lip while brushing her thumbs across her wide,
wet, erect black nipples.
Laura was in her underwear, having removed the rest of
her clothes. She reached behind her back and unfastened her
bra, letting it slide down her arms, and quickly skimmed off
her panties. Jane smiled an `I thought so' smile, then
slipped behind the half-open door.
Laura stepped into the shower and pulled the door shut.
"You're getting water all over my floor."
Jane pounced. Without warning, she turned and pinned
Laura against the tiled wall of the shower stall, half-
growling in a sexy, playful way, and running her hands
feverishly all over Laura's naked body.
"Now's my turn," she growled, kissing Laura's neck,
pinching both of Laura's nipples, then kissing Laura's mouth
hungrily. "I told you, Laura, I'm gonna make you squeal."
Laura knew it wouldn't be hard. "Please don't," she
panted, quickly overcome by Jane's passionate caresses.
"They'll hear us."
Jane didn't hear her, or didn't care. True, the shower
water was loud, and Jane was very busy. Pushing her own wet
body into Laura's, she sucked the streaming warm water off
Laura's skin, squeezing Laura's breasts and stabbing Laura's
excited nipples with her tongue. Her mouth and hands seemed
to be all over Laura's body, sucking and probing, nipping
Laura's wet flesh, one hand dropping quickly to Laura's
crotch.
"Oooohhhh, Laura, you are very wet and horny, aren't
you," she purred into Laura's neck, sliding a finger up into
Laura's oozing, pulsing slit.
"Unh! Unh! Oh Jane! God, that feels so good."
Laura's body sagged against the tiled wall, her knees
weakening, her breath growing shorter. Her eyes fluttered
open, and she saw that she and Jane both were completely
drenched, her own hair ropey and matted and soaked through,
Jane's beaded with water, webbed in places and glistening
with embedded droplets. For a brief instant she was
reminded of her shower with Ada, the first time they had
fucked, but surprisingly she felt that the whole dynamic of
this moment was dramatically different. Ada had been na<ve
and stunned by the scorching sex they had discovered
together in her shower, but Jane was a sexual whirlwind, all
over Laura, as she had promised, her mouth tearing at
Laura's wet nipples, her hand swirling over Laura's
throbbing clit and her fingers sliding up sharply into
Laura's flowing pussy, making Laura yelp softly and struggle
to stay on her feet.
"Oh Jane . . . unhh! Yes! Oh yes . . . honey . . .
ungghhh!"
"Hold on, Laura," Jane panted, "you ain't seen nothing
yet."
"God . . . it feels so good!" Laura gasped as Jane let
her teeth sink gently into one aching nipple. "Yes! Bite
it a little . . . yes! Like that! Ungghhh! Oh!"
Jane's big, sensual lips slurped Laura's erect,
jutting coral nipple, sucking down the water droplets. She
bared her teeth, smiling up at Laura, and sank them into the
wrinkled, erect areola.
"Mmmm, you like that, eh?"
"Auuggnnhhh! Oh shit!" Laura gasped, almost sliding to
the floor.
Jane had not really bitten her nipple hard at all, just
lightly, but the sensations shot like a hot wire directly to
her cunt, making her quiver and her whole body run with
fire. She realized that she was very close to coming due to
their earlier encounter on the mountain. A few more seconds
of this and she would come explosively.
The rising steam and the punishing rivets of hot water
and Jane's ravenous sexual attack on her body made Laura
dizzy and delirious, arousing her wildly, making her whimper
and squirm as Jane pushed her back against the wall, fucking
her pussy hard and assaulting her nipples hungrily at the
same time. Laura could feel the hot, swelling, surging
feeling deep inside her body, knowing that it was going to
burst in seconds.
"Oh Jane . . . I'm going to-" she gasped. "I'm going
to scream."
Jane chuckled, pinching one of Laura's wet, throbbing
nipples, then sucking it hard again into her mouth. "I told
you I was going to make you squeal. You gonna squeal,
Laura."
"Oh yes . . . oh yes! Give me something to bite down
on. Please! Quick!"
Their eyes raced around the shower stall, as if they
would find something there. As it happened, there was a
wash cloth hanging on the shower caddy, and since it was
under the showerhead, it was not too wet. Jane snatched it
and stuffed it into Laura's hand before quickly returning to
her sexual attack.
"Unhhh!" Laura grunted, feeling her feet nearly lifted
off the floor of the shower stall by a fierce thrust of
Jane's fingers up into her pussy. "Unh! Oh!"
She raised the wash cloth to her mouth and stuffed it
between her teeth, biting down on it hard just as she felt
the hot swelling bubble inside her body expand and burst.
Her body actually did a sharp jackknife against the shower
wall, which she was unable to prevent, bumping it so hard
that her flesh made a hard smack against the tile. Then,
helplessly quivering as the shocks of a powerful orgasm hit
her, she fell forward, but Jane was there, pinning her back,
letting her slide down to the floor, sliding with her, never
taking her hands off Laura's twitching, straining body as
Laura came in repetitive shockwaves.
"Mmmnnggggeeeeeee!" she screamed into the wash cloth,
trying to pump her hips into Jane's thrusting hand though
the cramped quarters made it impossible. "Unnmmnnggeeeee!
Ungghh! Mmmggnneeeee!"
Now Jane was embracing her, still fucking Laura with
her hand, but pushing her wet breasts into Laura's and
pushing Laura back against the wall, kissing Laura's cheek
and her mouth. Both were seated on the floor of the shower,
with the water rushing down on them from overhead, their
legs inter-tangled together. The spasms of Laura's climax
began to diminish, and she kissed Jane's dark, glistening
shoulder, licking the water off it, kissing the hollows
above her clavicles, then her smooth black neck.
"Oh god, Jane, it was so good," she moaned, still
feeling pleasant aftershocks deep inside her pussy. "You
made me come so hard."
Jane's face was very close to hers, and Laura could see
her panting, her eyes glazed. She realized that Jane was
very worked up by having brought Laura to this hot climax.
She leaned close and kissed her.
"You want to come again?" she murmured, raising her
hands to Jane's wet breasts, lightly pinching Jane's large
nipples.
"God, Laura, I think I'm almost coming already," Jane
confessed, wide-eyed, appearing to be shocked by her own
sexual arousal after she had already had several cataclysmic
orgasms during their picnic.
Jane's young body was shiny and wet, streaked by fresh
streams of water, and Laura wondered if it were not more
beautiful now than it was earlier, coated with a fine film
of baby oil. She had a gargantuan appetite for Jane's body,
and her orgasm had done nothing to diminish it. Jane's eyes
burned into Laura's.
"I want you to fuck me in my ass," she said, almost
daring Laura, who did not need to be dared.
"You can't make any noise," Laura warned, having to
raise her voice to make it heard over the whoosh of the
shower.
Jane shook her head. "I won't."
"Let me get the oil."
"Just use the soap," Jane said, eyes glowing. "Hurry."
Laura knew the soap really wasn't very good for this,
but Jane seemed about to pop. It probably wouldn't be a
long, drawn-out process getting her there, and she was
usually a pretty fast comer anyway. With a little anal
stimulation, she would probably go off like a Roman candle
in seconds.
Even better, Laura had a bottle of aloe-and-balsam
shampoo in the shower. The shampoo, she knew, was slippery
and smooth and would make a fine lubricant. Quickly, she
half-stood and snatched it off the lower shelf of the shower
caddy. She turned Jane so that her back was now against the
wall, then slid her into the corner.
Smiling in her sexiest, most lubricious manner, eyes,
locked to Laura's, Jane slid her body down the wall and
spread her thighs, exposing her brightly red pussy and her
ass crack to Laura. While Laura unscrewed the cap from the
shampoo bottle, Jane ran one long forefinger up and down in
the wet, fiery crease of her splayed open pussy, rubbing her
clit with it, a sight Laura could scarcely tear her eyes
away from.
Quickly, Laura poured the golden shampoo over one
finger.
"Two fingers," Jane said, locking her eyes with
Laura's.
"Really?"
Jane nodded slowly. Laura was amazed. Jane was only
seventeen, but she was far more reckless and adventurous
than most women Laura knew, far more turned on by dangerous
sex and wild, perverted practices. Next thing you knew, she
would want to be tied up and raped. Or, knowing Jane, she
might like to do the tying up and raping herself. What will
she be like when she reaches my age? Laura wondered.
Somehow, even though they were both drugged with
sensuality and steaming lust, the hammering of the shower on
their skin and the noise of the water raised the level of
sexual intensity, and they could not keep their wet bodies
from rubbing and sliding together. Laura leaned forward and
caught Jane's mouth with her own hungrily, kissing her
roughly, urgently, demandingly.
"Hold on, honey, I'm going to take you to paradise,"
she panted against Jane's lips.
A bemused smiled passed over Jane's face, her black
eyes pulsing, swirling in temporary sexual dementia and
need. Laura's greased fingers slid easily between her firm
round buns, and then, more easily than she had thought they
would, up into Jane's tight anus, their entry eased by the
copious gobbets of shampoo that Laura had spread onto them.
Jane's eyes went instantly glassy.
"Ummppffhhh!" she gagged softly.
"Does it hurt?"
Jane shook her head. "Suck my pussy too," she said,
her words only half-audible through the shower noise.
Her eyes rolled up.
The shower stall was a little small and cramped for
this, but Laura managed, through bending her legs and
sliding sideways, to get her face into Jane's crotch. The
unintentional twisting of her hand, since her two fingers
were still embedded in Jane's rectum, caused Jane to squeak
and bite her lower lip. Her eyes rolled up again.
Now Laura's mouth was just inches from the wet,
puckering slit of Jane's ruby red pussy. Each time she
moved her fingers, Jane's wet body trembled, and a sharp
moan escaped from her throat. Oh god, she's going to cry
out when she comes, Laura realized. How can she help it?
She glanced around the floor of the shower stall until
her eyes lit on the wash cloth, which she herself had been
screaming into minutes ago. With her free hand, she
snatched it up and tried to wring it partially dry. Then
she brought it up to Jane's mouth.
"Noise, honey," she panted, feeling wildly aroused
herself. "In your mouth."
Eyes glazed, Jane nodded and opened her mouth. Laura
pushed the damp cloth into it, and Jane bit down. Laura
dropped her face to the girl's crotch again, amazed at how
she could smell the thick, sharply erotic odors of Jane's
flooding, horny pussy even in the crashing, steaming
environment of the shower. By now they were both completely
drenched, their hair soaked and matted, and Laura was
reminded, since it was so recent, of her first fuck with
Ada, in Ada's shower, when Ada had called her a `wet rat.'
But this was completely different, in almost every way
but the shower. Ada was a grown woman, Laura's age or a
little older, whose limited sexual experience and
inhibitions had made seducing her a complicated challenge,
whereas Jane was barely seventeen, jailbait, and an
undisguised little hellion for fucking. Ada had a fairly
large, voluptous body, with full, swelling hips and large,
pendulous breasts, whereas Jane was shorter and smaller and
had a taut, lean teenager's body with a killer ass and firm,
springy, jutting breasts. Ada had been surprised by Laura's
sexual advances, but Jane had invited them, and her glassy
eyes rolled up again as Laura's mouth now found her runny,
inflamed furrow and began to lick and suck it passionately.
"Mmmnggghhh!" she grunted into the washcloth in her
mouth, her ass squirming on the wet tiled floor.
"Oh Jane . . . oh Jane . . . what am I going to do with
you . . . I love fucking you so much!" Laura chanted as she
hungrily devoured Jane's streaming, tangy pussy, plunging
her lubricated fingers up into Jane's ass at the same time,
rotating them, feeling the girl's wet, flexing body quiver
with each thrust.
"Mmmnggghhh! Mmmnggghhh!" Jane groaned each time.
Jane's hands started out resting on Laura's shoulders,
but as the sensations Laura was arousing in her pussy grew
more intense, she began to lose control, and her fingernails
started biting into Laura's flesh. Laura knew it, but she
couldn't stop herself. Instead, she started fucking Jane's
ass even harder, twisting her fingers, jabbing them up into
Jane's tight asshole, and sucking her cuntlips, then her
clit, heatedly. Overwhelmed by Laura's passion attack, Jane
dropped her hands from Laura's shoulders to the floor,
planting them flat and lifting her ass up off the tiles,
gyrating it forward into Laura's mouth and plunging fingers.
Whimpering and keening into the wash cloth, Jane threw
her head back, grinding her cunt into Laura's face and
squeezing the fingers inside her ass with her clenching ass
cheeks. Something fiercely animalistic entered their hot
fucking at this moment, both of them grunting and snuffling,
Laura parting the outer lips of Jane's pussy with her
fingers and sucking the glossy black inner lips, driving
Jane nearly up the wall. She jammed her ass down on Laura's
hand, so hard that only Laura's upward thrust had kept her
wrist from being snapped by Jane's fiery urgency.
"Ungmmmnngg! Aunngghh!" Jane grunted, her hips
swirling, her smooth wet belly quivering. "Aungh! Aungh!"
Laura noticed a slight difference in the pitch of her
last two cries, even more tight and frantic and urgent than
before. She realized Jane was going to come, any second.
They were thrashing and grunting like animals on the floor
of the shower. Jane's wonderful young wet breasts were
bobbing above Laura's head as she gyrated her pelvis sharply
into Laura's face again and again.
As Jane's arms weakened and her body slumped back
against the wall, and onto the floor again, Laura released
her slippery, glistening black pussy lips and moved her
mouth up to Jane's clit. She gave it four or five deep
throat-sucks, realizing as she did so that Jane was going to
come anyway, so it was hard to say this helped her. Jane's
body shuddered, and her head leaned to the side. Then she
was wracked by inner convulsions that began to shake her
glossy wet flesh violently.
Her cries at first were reduced to tiny squeals and
squeaks as she grimaced and tossed her head from side to
side, her lower body entirely wrenched by the sharp spasms
of her orgasm. Laura, unable to resist Jane's delicious
bobbing young wet breasts, replaced her mouth in the girl's
pussy with her free hand, then caught one large, gleaming
black nipple in her mouth and sucked it hard, clamping her
teeth lightly into it as Jane had earlier done to her, while
the full force of Jane's orgasm began to explode.
"Mnngghnngghiieeee!" Jane now wailed into the wash
cloth between her teeth, clenching and spasming as Laura
pressed her back into the corner of the shower stall.
Her first orgasm, which had been underway even before
Laura had sucked her clit, gave way now to a second, even
more powerful wave of pulverizing shocks. Laura had never
slacked off and was still fucking her ass and pussy
relentlessly with both hands while at the same time hurrying
her mouth from one of Jane's nipples to the other, sucking
both of them more passionately than ever.
"Auunngghmmmmnnggiieee!" Jane howled again, almost
physically propelled by the force of this climax back into
the wall.
Laura swarmed all over the climaxing girl in a mad
frenzy of sucking and fucking, as if trying to consume Jane
and completely ravish her, but by the time her second climax
began wane, even Jane had clearly had enough. Whinnying
softly, she opened her mouth and expelled the damp wash
cloth, sucking great lungs full of breath, and panting hard,
still wincing as aftershocks of her orgasms shook her.
"Oh god, Laura . . . stop," she gasped, sagging into
the corner, her body unable to take another sweet killing
spasm.
"Oh baby, did I do it too hard?" Laura asked, truly
concerned, extracting her fingers from Jane's nether
orifices, and kissing her cheek, her lips, which were beaded
with fresh droplets from the unceasing shower.
Jane grinned, looking even younger than she actually
was, so innocent, paradoxically, after she had just been
wildly fucked in the shower and had two devastating orgasms.
"Fuck," she said, with a pixie smile, shaking her head
in disbelief. ""You do it too hard, Laura. Pounding my
poor little booty that way. Oh wow, I came like the end of
the world, though. I thought I wasn't ever gonna stop
coming."
"I didn't hurt you, did I?"
Jane slowly shook her head. "You gonna have a big
water bill, though."
They were both still sitting there with the shower
beating down on them, streaming water, their hair soaked and
glued to their heads. They looked up at the relentless rush
of water. Laura slowly reached up and turned off the faucet.
"You're right," she said, both of them giggling softly
now, realizing they didn't have to shout at each other any
more over the water noise.
She struggled to her feet and helped Jane up. Still a
little dizzy from a couple of really violent climaxes, Jane
nearly stumbled and fell, but Laura grabbed her, embraced
her, held her, pushed her back against the tile wall and
kissed her searchingly again, running one hand over Jane's
wet breasts.
Jane bit her earlobe.
"Ouch!"
"I don't know how many more times I can let you fuck
me, you horny old white lady," Jane smiled.
"You loved it," Laura said, squeezing her breast.
"Let's go in on the bed."
"I might make more noise. You gon' drag this washrag
in there and stuff it in my mouth?"
"I was thinking of it," Laura winked at her. "Worked
this time."
They got out and dried each other off. "You know,"
Jane said, "both Keeshon and Donnell really like to fuck me,
but I don't think either one comes close to you. Guess
that's one reason I like you so much. You dig me. You just
want to screw and screw. I think maybe you got too many
hormones, Laura."
"Mmmmm, you bring out the best in me," Laura purred,
burrowing her nose into the groove that ran down Jane's
beautiful back as she fluff-dried it with a towel.
They went into Laura's bedroom and actually did fuck
one more time, a slow, smoldering fuck that began with a
sixty-nine and ended with a face-to-face shared orgasm, full
of kissing, coming, moaning, sobbing into each other's neck
as the final scalding blasts shook their embracing bodies.
"Tell you one thing too," Jane whispered to her as they
coiled lazily together afterward. "Neither one of them got
a clue how to make me feel the way you do."
"Mmmm, I'm so glad. It means you'll come back to me."
Jane gave her a comical slantwise glance. "You got a
bigger cock, too."
"Oh Jane, you say the sweetest things. Why don't you
stay here tonight?"
Jane shook her head. "Can't. I'm staying with my
Auntie Doris in Oakland. In fact, I got to be there at
seven o'clock. My mama's calling to make sure I'm there and
I haven't wrecked her Jeep or anything."
Well, at least the Jeep is in good shape, Laura
thought. We just about wrecked each other, though. I feel
like I haven't fucked this hard in months.
"I loved the picnic," she said, briefly mooning over
Jane, reliving their heated tryst in the sun, then in the
shower. "I loved the shower too."
Jane beamed. "I like not having to share you with Mama
any more. Now it's just you and me." They walked down to
the Jeep together. "Hope you ain't seeing that ugly black
Inky any more."
Laura shook her head. It was true. She had not seen
Charise for almost a month. It wasn't exactly a lie, Laura
reasoned to herself. And Jane was so irrational about it.
"But you shouldn't call her that," she cautioned Jane.
"She's sweet."
"Sweet and black as an old boot," Jane snapped.
"What's this thing you got about black girls?"
Laura could feel Jane bristling. "Let's not talk about
her."
"I'm better. You know I'm hotter than her."
"Jane, you are hotter than anybody. I get burned every
time I touch you."
Jane giggled, getting into the Jeep, starting up the
motor. "Better not touch me now. Everybody be watching the
smoke rise off your fingers." She made a sexy moue at
Laura. "Take care of that dick. Don't be sticking it in
anybody else, okay? I get jealous."
Then, with a fiery, half-serious stare at Laura, she
dropped the Jeep into gear and drove off.
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