[Kendra]

 

 

There was a knock on the door, the morning after her intense coupling with Randi. Laura frowned as she went to answer it. Only Kendra or Jane could be knocking, and she thought it odd that either one would be doing it, unless Jane had got another heat on and had to have Laura suck her pretty young pussy. God, I can’t, I’m too tired, Laura thought. Even for that shockingly gorgeous little pussy.

But it was Kendra. She and Laura had barely spoken for weeks. And she looked very different, stunning, her eyes burning and sharp. It dawned on Laura that they were a different color, light brown, which gave her beautiful face a totally new flavor. Kendra was breathtaking. Always gorgeous, she was now irresistible, dangerously alluring. Laura, after trying to forget her, found her wildly desirable.

"Gosh, I love your eyes," she said. "What did you do to them?"

"Colored contacts," Kendra grinned. "You like?"

I could eat you alive, Laura wanted to say. In the old days, she would have said exactly that. But now, after what had happened, she could only reply softly.

"Very much."

"Just wanted you to know that you’re backsliding. That girl you were screwing down here last night just about woke up the neighborhood."

"Oh god, I’m sorry."

Kendra grinned out of one side of her sensual, ravishing mouth. "I hate you for fucking my baby, Laura. But I have to admit I was a little envious."

Laura didn’t know what to say. She had been busily fucking for weeks with Sholandra, Karen, Trina, Randi, even Jane, the thought of which made her blush. She had to change the subject immediately.

"I thought you were moving."

"Can’t find anything good. Still looking."

Kendra made no move to leave. She glared at Laura with her electrifying eyes.

"Do you want to come in?"

Kendra grinned again. "Are you inviting me?"

Laura stepped aside, smiling. "I would be honored."

Kendra came inside, and Laura shut the door. It was Saturday morning. She couldn’t really offer Kendra a drink.

"How about a cup of tea?"

"Why don’t we just sit down and have a serious talk," Kendra said, solemnly.

Oh no! Laura thought. Another lecture. How could I have seduced her baby?

"Fine."

"As I said, I don’t forgive you."

"That’s your privilege. She seduced me, you know."

"I don’t doubt it, the little tramp. But you are the grownup. You have to say no."

"It was hard. She’s her mother’s girl. So much like you. Could I ever say no to you?"

Kendra’s new eyes suddenly flashed with sexual excitement. "Nobody can say no to me."

"I believe that."

Laura’s eyes dropped to Kendra’s fantastic legs. She was wearing, as usual, a micro-mini skirt. Her legs were spectacular. Her hard body almost rippled underneath her thin clothes.

"I must say, I envy Mr. Penis," Laura said. "He’s getting quite a package these days. The eyes must almost turn him to stone."

"They turn his cock to stone, if that’s what you mean," Kendra laughed. "God, girl, you can’t believe this guy I’m seeing now. His dick is so big that when you hold it with two hands there’s still another handful sticking out the top. It’s the biggest one I ever saw. About as fat as my fist too," she said, making a fist.

"Sounds like it would hurt to me," Laura winced.

"It does a little, especially if he’s really pushing. But you know, those really big ones don’t get as stiff as the smaller ones."

In the big dick department, Laura only knew Rob’s and Eric’s and Jamie’s, all of which got fiercely hard. Kendra was obviously talking about a different league. It almost scared Laura to contemplate being fucked by a cock bigger than Eric’s.

"You know," Kendra went on, suddenly very friendly, "he’d love it to have the two of us at the same time. God, that would be wild. Could you see yourself doing something like that?"

"Is this the reason for your visit? Did he ask you to see if I’d be willing?"

Kendra got briefly angry. "Don’t be silly. He doesn’t even know about you. I came here to tell you to keep down the noise."

"Oh."

"It was just a thought."

She wriggled her shoulders. It was a common gesture for Kendra, who probably didn’t even know she did it. When she wriggled her shoulders, her very hard and round breasts moved under her shirt. Laura’s eyes fell to them. She knew everyone’s did when Kendra made that gesture.

"I’ve really missed you," Laura swallowed.

Now Kendra’s new light brown electric eyes burned into Laura’s. "I’ve missed you too, Laura. You know, Mr. Penis, no matter how big he is, can’t . . . oh, you know," she broke off, turning her face away, embarrassed.

"You must’ve been working out extra. Your body is spectacular."

"You’re looking at my boobs like you want to tear my shirt off."

"I do. How could I lie?"

"Believe me, I still haven’t forgiven you."

"I know."

Slowly, Kendra crossed her arms and pulled her shirt up over her head, shaking her hair to free it from the collar. She wore a flowery bra.. Her hard round breasts were too much for it and spilled out the tops and sides. She reached behind and unfastened it.

Laura stared. She couldn’t help staring. She watched the bra fall away and Kendra’s magnificent naked breasts appear. Breathtaking, as ever. The dark circles of Kendra’s areolas were stippled with tiny bumps, betraying her sexual excitement.

Laura gestured toward her bedroom with her head. She stood up, her eyes never leaving Kendra’s. Kendra swallowed and stood up too, the firm balls of her breasts swaying. She followed Laura into the bedroom.

"Aren’t you going to shut the door, like you always do?" she asked.

"Yes."

Laura shut the door and unbuttoned her own blouse. This time she was the show, and Kendra watched her. After Laura removed her bra, they embraced, standing next to the bed, pushing their naked breasts together and finally kissing, a long, lingering, romantic kiss. They had not done this in a long time, and they each took pains to draw it out, enjoying the tenderness and anticipation.

Laura’s hand finally found the zipper of Kendra’s miniskirt and unzipped it. The skirt fell to the floor, and she slid her hand under the elastic of Kendra’s bikini panties, cupping one full hard moon in her palm, then squeezing it.

Kendra giggled, breaking off their heated kiss. "You just want my pretty black ass."

Laura cradled one of Kendra’s breasts in her other hand and lowered her mouth to it. "And your lovely black nipples," she murmured, licking one big, swollen black nipple and sucking it into her mouth.

Kendra moaned softly. "Better get me on the bed and fuck me in a hurry, lady," she panted. "I’m in a heat for you."

Her fingers scrabbled at Laura’s jeans, unzipping them quickly too. Laura skimmed them and her panties off her legs. Kendra’s hand found her wet crotch. She slid two fingers up into Laura’s juicy wet cunt.

"Unh!" Laura gasped.

They fell on the bed, each second more consumed by sexual need, devouring each other. Laura sucked and squeezed Kendra’s hard, round breasts hungrily, then lay on her back as Kendra rolled her over and assaulted Laura’s own breasts, sucking Laura’s nipples so hard that Laura heard tiny, soft squeals coming from deep in her throat before she realized it was she who was squealing. She was usually the one who fucked her girlfriend first, for whatever reason, but Kendra was an aggressive demon in bed.

She was between Laura’s thighs before Laura knew what was happening. Two of her fingers were in Laura’s pussy and her mouth was on Laura’ clit, tonguing it, flicking it, slapping it, then sucking it, all in succession, then starting over again, growing faster, rougher, until after about a minute of it Laura began to come, almost without warning.

"Ungghhh!" she groaned. "Oh! Ohnnggg oh shit auungghiiiiieeee!" she cried out, coming in great, wrenching convulsions, her body straining and quivering.

It was an overwhelming orgasm, both in its quickness and its force. Laura was left panting and quivering in shock as it receded.

"Oh god, I came so hard," she gasped to Kendra.

"I’m a whirlwind," Kendra kidded softly.

"You sure are. And you have a great body, for a whirlwind."

Laura began to kiss and stroke Kendra’s fantastic hard body, recalling the days when she had stroked and made love to Brandi’s equally firm and sleek flesh. Kendra looked deep into her eyes, her special contacts making her gaze a swirling, electrified sex pool of danger and allure.

"I’ve missed you, Laura," she whispered huskily. "Fuck me, Laura. Fuck me the way Mr. Penis never can fuck me."

"Oh Kendra. I’ve missed you too."

With Kendra watching, she sucked the girl’s large, shiny black nipples again until Kendra was panting and breathing hard, biting her lower lip, frightfully aroused by Laura’s mouth on her breasts.

"Suck my pussy," she panted. "Suck my pussy, honey, please. I’m going to come . . . any second. Suck my pussy. Please."

"Oh yes," Laura purred, dropping lower, but unwilling to deprive herself of the wonderful hard flesh of Kendra’s body, kissing her taut midriff, her smooth dark belly, her fantastic rippling thighs.

She remembered how Brandi had fucked her with one huge Olympian thigh, crunching Laura’s poor pussy until it had exploded in fierce hot coming, a way of fucking that had made her actually pass out in a seizure of heart-stopping rapture a few times. Was it possible again? Could she get Kendra to do it to her? Would she again die of ecstacy as the fiercely hard muscle of her lover crushed the poor, throbbing furrow of her wet pussy?

Kendra’s thighs were not huge weapons, like Brandi’s, but instead beautifully sculpted paragons of flesh, clenching now excitedly as Kendra churned and twisted, panting and whimpering in anticipation of Laura’s mouth against her shiny wet pussy. And Laura didn’t make her wait. Sometimes, in bed with Kendra or a few others, she realized that the other girl had far more sexual experience than she, Laura, had, at least in fucking men. But few of them could match Laura’s skill or experience in this, and she now lavished a bunch of it on Kendra, teasing and tongue-stroking her pussy and her clit until Kendra was a helpless, sexually delirious victim, begging for release.

When it finally came, Kendra nearly fainted. She had three orgasms in a row as Laura kept the tension high, bringing Kendra up again after the first one to a second, fiercer one, then slowly bringing her up again after it to a shattering third climax that left Kendra faint and stunned. It was minutes before she could speak.

"Laura, the biggest dick in the world is no match for you," she croaked softly. "I’m sorry you screwed my baby, because otherwise I’d probably want to marry you."

"Yeah, right," Laura laughed. "I just have the key to your ignition, that’s all. You don’t need to marry me for that. You just have to ask me to turn it once in a while."

But suddenly Kendra grew solemn. Coming so hard had made her reflect. "Did my baby . . . come like this? With you?"

Laura blushed beet red. "I . . . I think you’d better ask her."

In truth, she didn’t remember. She knew she and Jane had fucked pretty heatedly. She knew Jane was just as wanton as her mother. She knew she had fucked the delicious teenager in her phenomenal ass with her finger, which usually made a girl come especially hard. But she couldn’t remember if Jane had had multiple orgasms, and she was no judge of their strength. How could she answer?

Even though they had just shared some thrilling sexual moments, Kendra suddenly looked troubled. Laura wondered if she was going to spoil it all.

"I hope she did," Kendra said. She looked hard at Laura. "I had to wait until I met you to come like that. Maybe she won’t have to wait."

Laura was very uncomfortable. "Look, do you want us to entertain this guy with the gigantic cock together?" she said to change the subject, regretting it almost immediately.

Kendra smiled slyly. "You’re trying to change the subject."

"Yes or no?"

"He’s a brother. Do you have anything against doing it with a brother?"

Laura shook her head, but Kendra could see she was not being straightforward. In truth, the only black men Laura had ever ‘done it’ with were Yvette’s husband Arthur, who had raped her, and Rina’s boyfriend’s buddies, who had gang-raped her. They were not exactly experiences to treasure, though she had climaxed shockingly both times. And one of Rina’s boyfriend’s buddies had had an enormous cock.

Kendra smirked. "He’s a pretty good looking guy. And he can do it six or seven times without stopping, too. Pretty damn good, for a guy, wouldn’t you say?"

Laura nodded. "I’ve been . . . raped by a couple of them," she said softly "That . . . explains my reluctance."

Kendra grinned broadly. "Honey, this guy will rape you so you can’t even sit down for days," she said. "If that’s what’s bothering you, we’d better skip it."

Laura’s eyes flashed. "I was hoping you’d do that," she murmured.

"What, rape you?"

Now Laura boldly caressed Kendra’s smooth, iron-hard thigh with her fingertips. Just the feel of it sparked alive a hot fire in her pussy, followed by a flow of fresh juice.

"Can I confess something to you?" she asked.

Kendra shrugged. "This seems to be the day that all the horrible truths get said," she grinned affectionately. "Shoot."

"I once had a very thrilling affair with a girl bodybuilder. A champion one, actually. She had these huge but very beautiful hard muscular thighs that—"

"I hope you’re not saying my thighs are huge," Kendra interrupted sarcastically.

"Not at all. Your thighs are beautiful. They make me . . . wet."

Now Laura could see Kendra getting interested, and becoming aroused too. "Don’t tell me. She fucked you with her thigh by rubbing it against your pussy."

Laura’s eyes rolled up briefly, and the pulse in her throat nearly robbed her of breath. "Her name was Brandi. Yours is Kendra," Laura panted softly.

"Brandi Pearson? You had an affair with her?"

"You know her?"

"I never met her. But she’s almost a legend for the sisters, in any gym. Six-time Ms. Olympia. Girl, you telling me that Brandi Pearson fucked your little white pussy with her thigh?"

Slowly, Laura nodded. "About a hundred times," she exaggerated.

Kendra looked down at her own thigh. Laura’s white hand was still resting on it, caressing it, a beautiful picture of contrast with Kendra’s dark, smooth, glossy skin. She looked up again at Laura, smiling.

"Honey, my thigh would be honored to follow where Brandi Pearson’s thigh has gone."

They embraced, unable to bear the intensity any further, mashing their naked breasts together and kissing ravenously. Laura’s body was pliant and yielding as never before to Kendra’s kisses and caresses, and as she lay back she realized that she was giving Kendra the opportunity to take physical retaliation on her for what she had done with Jane. If Kendra wanted to rape and hurt her, this was Kendra’s chance.

She began to tremble, and Kendra felt it. She kissed Laura’s cheek, then dropped her mouth again to Laura’s breasts.

"You don’t have to be afraid, if you are," she murmured.

"You’re going to . . . rape me."

"No. I’m going to fuck you with my thigh."

She sucked Laura’s nipples and massaged Laura’s pussy with her fingers. Both of them were surprised at how wet Laura was.

"Gets you going, don’t it?" Kendra joked softly.

"God, yes!"

Kendra moved her lithe, muscular body and centered one leg between Laura’s. They both looked down at her thigh muscle, beautiful and smooth and bulging, as she brought it up between Laura’s thighs. The hard muscle was just inches from Laura’s wet cuntlips.

"Okay, baby, I’m going to fuck you like you want to be fucked," Kendra whispered. "Like Ms. Olympia used to fuck you. So close your eyes and enjoy the ride."

The following two or three minutes were among the most intense Laura had ever experienced. Brandi had fucked her hard this way, but Brandi had been pure strength, almost a sexual amateur since her life was focused totally on bodybuilding. But Kendra was a sexual artiste with plenty of experience, and she had told Laura the truth: she was going to fuck her the way Laura wanted to be fucked.

Laura held her cuntlips open, gasping as the long, hard, very thick shaft of Kendra’s thigh pressed into her pussy.

"Unhhh! Oh god!" she gasped.

"Ain’t going to take you long to come at this rate, honey," Kendra teased. "Here, I want to get something out of this too."

Unlike Brandi, Kendra had full, firm, gorgeous breasts, and she dangled them in Laura’s face, deliberately tempting Laura with her swollen black nipples, panting in rhythm with Laura as she began tentatively to move her thigh up and down in the slippery furrow of Laura’s inflamed pussy. From this moment, the dams began to crumble, letting the horrific forces that were trapped behind them start the thundering surge that would drown them both in ecstacy.

Laura no longer needed her hands in her crotch. Her cuntlips were splayed wide, and Kendra’s hard, muscular thigh was pressed deeply into her throbbing pussy. Laura brought her hands up and caught Kendra’s breasts, beginning to churn her hips into the flexing muscle, pushing her cunt into it, and feeding one of Kendra’s shiny black nipples into her mouth, sucking it passionately. She could feel Kendra beginning to rub her own wet pussy against her, Laura’s, thigh too as they gave in to a manic whirlwind of delirious fucking.

The bed began to shake. In the distance beyond their wild moaning, Laura could hear the bedsprings clinking and singing.

"Oh! Oh god!" she gasped, gagging softly as Kendra began to jam her hard thigh muscle even more forcefully into Laura’s pussy. "Unghhh! Unghhh!"

"Oh shit, yes!" Kendra gasped, watching her nipple disappear into Laura’s mouth. "Suck it hard, honey . . . harder! Unghhh!"

"Oh! Oh!" Laura cried, Kendra’s wet, stiff nipple slipping from her mouth as the fucking grew even more intense.

Now she was moving her own thigh up into Kendra’s pussy too, and they were struggling together in a desperate, churning mass of near-orgasmic flesh, panting and moaning to each other. Kendra’s hard thigh muscle was not the massive bludgeon that Brandi’s had been, but it felt like a huge, sleek piston sliding up and down in her cunt, crushing her clit and her tender pussylips, and bringing her closer with each fierce, flexing movement to a pinnacle of rapture.

"Ungghh!" she groaned, arching her back, feeling her body quiver with fire, feeling her assaulted pussy flame and throb. "Ungghh! Oh god . . . do it . . . harder! Unghhh! Yes! Ungghh! Owwngghh! Yes yes! Oh Kendra . . . oh god I . . . oh god now . . . now!"

"Yes, baby! Yes, baby!" Kendra panted, on the edge of a crushing orgasm herself.

Laura was obliterated by a shattering, killing orgasm. Her body went into convulsions, and the breath left her lungs as she came in successive shockwaves of scalding bliss, shuddering and finally moaning again as her breath returned. Kendra came too, just after Laura, and Laura could feel the sharp quakes wracking her body as she slumped forward, grinding her cunt into Laura’s thigh and mashing her hard breasts into Laura’s face.

It was a thrilling, cataclysmic seizure of coming for both of them. They slumped panting together, sweating and mewling and still quivering in the aftermath of this stupendous climax. It had been an exuberant, athletic fuck, and very refreshing for both of them since their relationship was encumbered only by shared affection and now-transcended hostility over the Jane episode. They were both good at giving sexual pleasure, and the amount they both derived from this moment was more intense than they had ever experienced together.

As the tension flowed away, they both dissolved into uncontrollable giggling. Kendra rolled to the side, and they laughed together until the tears streamed down their faces. Finally, even the laughing spasms receded. They kissed tenderly.

"I’ve never known a moment like this with anyone," Kendra murmured.

Laura, who had known several, lied as usual and said she too had never experienced it, but she knew that sexual violence with a female lover always brought with it this reconciling sweetness afterward. It had been the same with Brandi, or Karen, or Earlene. She and Kendra made love now, slowly, tenderly, exquisitely, coming again at nearly the same moment in a conflagration of sweet, hot spasms.

Then they took a bath together to wash off the sweat. Of course, they were unable to resist each other’s wet, shiny body, and they quickly ended up doing it again, splashing water all over Laura’s bathroom floor. Finally exhausted, they agreed to stop.

"Mr. Penis don’t wear me out like you do, girl," Kendra cracked at the door. "But any time you want the old thigh treatment, and Brandi ain’t around, just give me a jingle, okay?"

"She got married," Laura said. "I haven’t seen her for a year."

"How’m I for a substitute?"

"I think you already got the answer to that."

Kendra kissed her. "Stay away from Jane. Then you and I can still be friends, okay? You want me to invite Marshall over?"

"Marshall?"

"You know, the guy with the giant schlong."

Laura shrugged and grinned. She hadn’t been fucked by a man for a long time. It would be fun with Kendra there. Even though the guy did sound almost lethal.

"I’m willing to give it a try," she said.