WITCHBLADE/FATHOM:

AND LARA MAKES THREE

By Bernie

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As the afternoon sun set upon the New York City precinct, Sara Pezzini sat at her desk and finished up the last of her paperwork.  The beautiful detective had been quite busy lately, not only in her adventures as the bearer of the Witchblade, but also in spending time with her new secret lover, Aspen Matthews.  She did not want anyone to know about her new lesbian relationship, since being a known lesbian on the police force would be pretty rough on her.  Most of the male officers Sara worked with would use every opportunity to mock her and tease her about her sexual preference.  The worst one of all would be Howard Daniels, a new cop on the beat who'd been trying since day one to seduce Sara.  Except Sara despised him.

"Hey Sara!  How's it going?" said a loud obnoxious voice from behind.

Sara rolled her eyes and turned got up, preparing to leave.  "Hello Howard.  I'm just going."

"C'mon, Sara, I'm new here, couldn't it help to have some friends on the force?"

"You've been here almost a month, you'd have lots of friends if you weren't trying to hit on me all the time."

"Maybe I want more than friends." Howard said, his face turning up in a smile.

"You're disgusting!" Sara said, storming out the door.

Howard began frantically following his target.  "Wait!  Sara!  Where you going?"

"Home." she said without even looking behind her.

"Got a boyfriend to go home and give it to?!"

"Nope."

"Girlfriend?"

"Fuck you."

I'd love to, he thought.

Sara opened the door to her apartment and stepped inside.  She closed the door behind her and sighed in relief.  It was a very long and tiring day, and Howard Daniels just topped it off.  Sara shook off her shoes and shrugged her leather jacket off, hanging it on the nearby coat-rack, along with her holster.  Sara went to her bedroom, undoing her belt along the way, and by the time she entered the door was able to step out of her jeans, leaving them on the floor and revealing her long slender legs and white panties.  She pulled her white T-shirt over her head and unclasped her white bra, leaving her clad only in her panties, and the Witchblade gauntlet, which was in the form of a bracelet around her right wrist.  Sara laid down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling and thinking about Aspen.

She and Aspen had begun an extremely passionate affair when they first met after a cruise ship sank and left them together on a deserted island.  They made love like animals, and their lust continued after they were rescued.  Right now, Aspen was at some research facility, leaving Sara to herself, and possibly the Witchblade gauntlet.

Sara was feeling especially horny right now, just thinking of the wild sex she and Aspen had.  She looked at her bedroom and could still smell the sex and scent of orgasms.  Around her were various melted candles and a few empty bottles of oil, which Sara instantly recalled using on Aspen on multiple occasions.  Sara turned a bit on her bed and felt her back touch something.  She reached behind her and found a black dildo under the silk sheets.  Sara had fond memories of the dildo; she and Aspen would fuck each other with it repeatedly.

Sara couldn't resist it anymore, pulling down the front of her panties and plunging the cool dildo into her vagina, already moist from Sara's flashbacks.  Sara pushed the dildo with all her strength, wanting to feel the hard plastic penetrate her belly.  Sara grunted with every push, until it wouldn't go any farther.  Sara tossed her head back against the soft pillows while she thrust the dildo in and out of her wet slit, which was straining to contain the well used sex toy.  Waves of sexual pleasure rocked her brain and her vagina, as she continued fucking herself.  Her free hand went to her large breasts and began fondling them uncontrollably.  The cop panted for breath as the dildo continued caressing her throbbing pussy.  Sweat began beading on her smooth skin and her nipples hardened quickly.  Sara lunged her hips forward onto the smooth rubber dick and climaxed with a loud scream, warm honey seeping out of the edges of her cunt.  Sara pulled out the dildo out of her tight hole, causing her cum to burst out like a river, soaking her panties, which were still wrapped around her legs.  The warm dildo was covered in sticky honey, which Sara cleaned up with her tongue.  Exhausted, she was about to go back to sleep when she heard the doorbell ring.

"Fuck..." she whispered to herself as she got up and reached for her robe.

Sara tied up the robe and walked out of her bedroom, which now smelled like cum and sweat.  She closed it, hoping whoever it was wouldn't have to go in there.  She went to the front door, hoping it was Aspen.  Her brain already was filled with images of her and Aspen making love, when she opened it and found it wasn't Aspen.

It was Lara Croft.

"Hello, Sara," the British archaeologist said.  "May I come in?"

"Yeah, sure." said Sara, her body still flushed from her orgasm.  "Have a seat," the brown-haired cop said, motioning towards her sofa.

"Thank you," replied Lara.  She sat down and crossed her well-toned legs, which were shown off wonderfully by her khaki shorts.  Sara could not help but look at them.  Lara was a beautiful woman, far more athletically fit than Aspen, and probably more than Sara.  About Sara's height, she had long chestnut brown hair that was tied in a long ponytail braid, which perfectly revealed her beautiful face.  Her current outfit of a brown jacket and grey shirt did not do justice to her figure, which Sara knew was quite curvaceous and sexy.  Although Sara was looking at Lara with lust, she did hide it fairly well, and Lara did not notice, as she was talking to her about something else.

"I thought I'd drop by, I'm in town looking at the museum's new ancient artifacts.  Fascinating stuff personally.  Thought I'd come see how you were doing, talk about old times."  Lara smiled coyly, which inadvertently turned on Sara.  "Remember back when we stopped that old guy with the demon amulet, and..."

"Yes, I remember." interrupted Sara.  "Did you really come here to see me?"

"Yes.  I figured it would be nice to see you."

"Why?"

"Well…"

"Do you want to seduce me?" asked Sara, standing up and taking a step closer to Lara.

"What?!  No!!"

"You not getting enough in your love life?"

"No...well...hey!  That's none of your business.  I just want…"

"You want to fuck me?  Don't you?"

"Sara?  What's wrong with you?"  Lara said as she bolted up from her seat.

"I wanna fuck you!" said Sara, opening her robe and running up to Lara.  Sara wrapped one arm around Lara's waist while the other went to her crotch and began rubbing it through the thick material of her shorts.  Sara kissed Lara on the mouth with lustful abandon, her tongue licking Lara's luscious lips.

Lara was about to protest when she felt Sara rub her crotch.  Even through the material of her shorts, Sara knew how to pleasure her.  Lara felt herself grow wet from arousal, and let herself go.  Her hands, which were about to push Sara away, became limp.  One of them began fondling Sara's left tit, while her other hand began groping the cop's gorgeous body.  Lara returned Sara's kiss with hesitance at first, but began increasing her passion as Sara's tongue danced in her mouth.  Sara broke off the kiss and guided Lara by the hand to the bedroom, which Lara noticed it smelled like someone just had sex in it.

Sara removed her robe and ordered the Witchblade to expand, but ordered it specifically to leave her crotch and breasts uncovered.  The Witchblade complied and covered Sara's hand and parts of her forehead and sides of her torso.  Lara took off her jacket, shoes and socks, and was about to remove her shirt and shorts when the Witchblade extended its tendrils and gripped into Lara's wrists, the barbs cutting into her soft flesh.  With skilful movements, the Witchblade extended more tendrils and sliced off Lara's clothing without scratching her skin.  Sara called the tendrils back and gazed upon Lara, relishing in her gorgeous nudity.

Sara laid herself on the bed and sensuously called out to Lara, "Come here."

Lara dove onto the bed and forced herself on top of Sara.  She kissed her on the mouth, devouring the New York cop's plush lips.  She wasn't sure why she was doing this.  She and Sara were friends, but now she was making love to her willingly.  Lara frenched Sara voraciously, their tongues entwining and rolling together like separate entities.  Sara moved her fingers down to Lara's juicy snatch and began gently caressing and teasing it.  Lara moaned and felt herself growing wetter and hotter just by Sara's gentle touches, her clitoris was so hot and throbbing she felt like her raw nerves were exposed.  Lara wrapped her arms possessively around Sara's shapely body and began licking up the side of her hot neck.  Sara closed her eyes to mere slits while maintaining her pumping rhythm at Lara's snatch, feeling her long digit probe deeper into the warm recesses of Lara's vagina.

Lara ran her tongue slowly down Sara's torso, past her collarbone and finally reached her large breasts.  She playfully licked one of Sara's erect nipples, coating the brown knob with saliva and playfully pushing it gently atop the fleshy mound.  Sara gasped loudly, arching her back and shoving her breasts farther upward to allow Lara more tit to devour.  Lara fastened her mouth around Sara's breast and sucked loud and hard upon it, as if to draw milk from the hot mammary.  Sara groaned and tossed her sweaty head back against her pillows, her senses completely lost in the pleasure.  Lara stopped her sucking motions on Sara's delicious tit as she felt her vaginal muscles contract and tighten.  Lara raised her body up and tossed her head back with a loud moan.  She knew she was coming soon and wanted to speed it up.  Placing her hands on Sara's soft breasts, she began bouncing upon Sara's finger, which was still enfolded in her vulva.  Lara's massive tits bounced in unison and the bed rocked with the archaeologist's jumps.  Lara felt her crotch grow nova hot and gasped loudly with every hump on her newfound lover's digit.  After a loud scream she climaxed, squeezing Sara's tits and coating Sara's finger in her cum.

Lara collapsed on top of Sara, her pussy still draining its hot load.  Sara pulled her finger out of Lara's snatch and presented the warm finger to Lara's lips.  "Lick it.  Lick it you slut."

The adventurer obediently opened her mouth and sucked Sara's finger, her tongue cleaning the finger and coating it in saliva.  Both sweat covered women panted, their heaving breasts pressing against each other and their eyes locked in a gaze of pure animal lust.  Sara touched Lara's right cheek gently and pushed a sweaty strand of brown hair out of Lara's gorgeous face.

"Eat my pussy," said Lara as she went on all fours and turned her ass towards Sara.  Lara's chestnut-haired snatch hovered over Sara's hungry lips, still dripping juices from her previous orgasm.  Lara's skin shimmered with sweat and her athletic body was flushed but still tingling with need.

Before Sara reached up for the dripping hole she felt her own snatch get devoured by Lara, who was already tongue fucking it like a dog lapping water.  Sara gasped and her head fell back writhing in sync with her body.  Lara reminded Sara of her command by lowering her hips down and shoving her slit into Sara's face.  Sara extended her tongue and penetrated Lara's cunt, her wet tongue coated the hot walls of Lara's fucktunnel with her saliva.  Lara bobbed her ass erotically above Sara's head, smothering her gorgeous face with her chestnut pussy.  Lara ravenously drank out of Sara's cunt, her tongue going deep into her belly while Lara's plush lips kissed the lips of Sara's womanhood.  Both women began panting harder and found it more difficult to tongue fuck each other, but both were fueled by enough immoral thoughts and fantasies that they persisted, and finally orgasmed in unison.  Lara felt her cunt splash out cum again and greedily drank the cum that leaked out of Sara's engorged slit.  Sara lapped up the hot cream from inside Lara's honey pot and relished in the sensation of Lara's hot tongue and lips drinking out of her own engorged pussy.  Lara collapsed on top of Sara from sexual exhaustion, her nose now buried in Sara's slimy brown bush while her own sticky cunt rested atop Sara's lips.

"What made you do that?" asked Lara through her heavy panting.

"I don't know," replied Sara, "did you like it?"

"I loved it," said Lara.

The door to Sara's apartment opened as Aspen Matthews used the key her lover had given her a while back.  She had just returned from a marine biology research center, which she found fascinating, but was still excited to be back.  She knew that Sara was her bitch, just as Aspen was Sara's.

Aspen walked through the apartment and heard the shower running.  She looked on the coat-rack and saw Sara's jacket, so she deduced it was Sara in the shower.  Aspen took off her jacket and removed her shoes and socks.  As she walked closer to the bathroom she stepped out of her jeans and took off her T-shirt, discarding it on the floor.

Clad only in her bra and panties, she entered the bathroom and as she opened the shower curtain she said, "So, want some company in there?" Only to find Sara already had company!

She saw Sara was showering while another woman, a beautiful one with extremely long dark brown hair, cupped Sara's round breasts from behind and was licking up her neck.  Aspen, shocked and embarrassed, closed the curtain hastily and ran out of the bathroom.

Sara cried out, "Aspen!" as she stepped out of the shower to stop her.  Aspen had picked up her T-shirt and was about to put it on when Sara gripped her by the arm.

"Don't touch me!" said Aspen, shaking away Sara's wet hand.

"Aspen, please.  You know how much I love you," pleaded Sara.

"Oh yeah, you really love me," said Aspen, the contempt in her voice easily visible, "That's why I caught you in the shower with another woman."

"Lara's the name," said Lara.  Aspen and Sara turned and saw her dripping form standing in the doorway of the bathroom, with one hand holding up a towel which barely covered her large breasts.  "And you are?"

"Aspen.  Aspen Matthews," said Aspen sarcastically.  "I was Sara's lover.  But I guess not anymore," she said as she pulled her T-shirt down and walked towards her discarded pants.

"Aspen!" cried Sara.

"What?  You want to fuck?  Fuck her!" yelled Aspen, pointing a finger at Lara.

"Aspen, what you and I have is special.  We were on that island and fell in love.  Then you saved my life.  Remember?"

"Yeah... I remember," said Aspen as she reminisced.  "And then we..."

Sara walked up to Aspen and touched her cheek gently.  "Remember when I was feeling down about all that paperwork and you were here to cheer me up?"

"Yeah.  We did the dildo trick for the first time."

"Didn't you like it?"

"I loved it.  I loved everything we did together.  Every minute of it.  On the island, or right here."

"Remember when we said we would try almost anything together?"  Sara reached with her other hand towards Aspen's crotch, her fingers going underneath the material of Aspen's panties to rub her vagina.

"Yes.  We did all that crazy shit."  Aspen moaned as she felt her lover touch her sex.

"Aspen, how about the three of us?" whispered Sara.  "Lara gives incredible head, and she's one piece of ass."

"I...I...I don't know," said Aspen, her crotch growing wet as Sara continued massaging it.

"It'll be incredible," said Sara in a seductive tone.  "Just the three of us, fucking all night, every night."

"I...I...don't want to," said Aspen.  "We had something special.  Her?  She's just some slut."

"I am not a slut!" said Lara defensively.  "I'm an archaeologist, and I also once saved Sara."

"From what?!  Did you save her life?"

"Well, no.  But I did save her from sexual enslavement by a ravenous demon."

"Yeah right.  Demon."

"But it's true!" said Sara.  "I owed her too, just like you."

"Oh is that all I was?!" said Aspen as she walked away from Sara and grabbed her pants.  "An IOU?!" she shouted as she put them on.

"No!  What I meant was…"

"Goodbye Sara.  The day's still young, go fuck your friend."  Aspen then grabbed her coat and left, slamming the door behind her.

"Aspen..." said Sara meekly as she hung her head sadly.  Lara stepped up from behind and put her hand on Sara's shoulder.  Sara turned around and began crying, her arms wrapped around Lara's naked body for comfort.  Lara dropped the towel in surprise and returned the favor, embracing Sara gently and leaning her head against hers.

"It's okay," she said softly, even though she had no idea if that was true.

Aspen stormed down the street, fuming mad, her head filled with cursing; cursing Sara and her new lover.  As she walked down the street, a van's ignition started and started slowly following her.  Aspen noticed this and became weary of this newfound attention.  She began walking faster and noticed the van sped up slightly to keep up with her.  She increased her pace to a jog and saw the van increase its pace to match hers once again.  Now truly worried, she put all her energy into her legs and ran as fast as she could.  At that moment the doors of the van slid open and two large men jumped out.  Aspen tried running away but the men were deceptively fast.  One man grabbed her from behind and twisted her arm around.  The other man put a rag to her mouth that had a strong smell to it, but Aspen barely noticed it before she fell unconscious.

The next day Sara came to work and sat down at her desk as usual.  Another boring day of paperwork was laid out in front of her.  She sighed at the momentous task, wondering since when did police work become more paperwork than street patrol.

"Hey Sara," came a familiar voice from behind.

"What the fuck do you want, Howard?" she snapped as she turned around, her eyes burning with annoyance.

"I don't know..." the male cop said with a coy expression on his face.  "May I speak with you in private?"

"Fuck you." said Sara as she turned around to begin her task at hand.

"I heard you're fucking someone else, some beautiful brunette maybe?  A Brit I think?  Or maybe some dark-haired girl?"

Sara froze in terror and her eyes widened in shock.

"Come with me now," said Howard, his mouth now in a sinister grin.

Sara reluctantly followed Howard to the back of the precinct house where an old stairwell nobody used anymore resided.  "What are you talking about?" said Sara, hoping Howard was full of shit.

"I've been watching you, Sara," he said with a confident tone.  "I watched you yesterday and saw that British woman, Lara Croft, go into your apartment, and then didn't come out for hours.  Then I saw that other woman come out.  She's pretty hot too you know.  She came out all pissed, so I figured it was something to do with the British woman."  Howard produced a tape recorder from his pocket and pressed the play button.  "So I decided to cheer her up."  The sound of whipping could be heard accompanied by a female screaming with every lash.  The whipping stopped and Sara heard what sounded like a man threatening the woman, followed by the woman's loud panting and the man's loud grunting.  The woman screamed with what sounded like an orgasm, which Sara recognized immediately as Aspen's.  "If you like this, wait until you see the movie."

Sara grabbed Howard by the neck with one hand and snatched the recorder with the other.  She crushed the small device under her shoe and yelled at the crooked cop, "Where the hell is she?!  Answer me!!!!"

"Not so fast. First, I wouldn't threaten anyone in a police station, would I?  Last I heard, this gets you some jail time, and it's especially harsh if you're a cop already."  Howard said with a crooked smile across his face.

Sara let him down but continued to glare and yell at him.  "What do you want?"

Howard straightened his collar and the Italian cop said, "We could have done this two ways.  The easy way, which is too late.  Now there's the hard way, which is much more fun for me!"

Sara got nervous as she realized what it was he probably wanted.

"I want you," he said, confirming her fears, "Meet me at my apartment tonight.  We have a little dinner, a little dance, a little...whatever.  You cooperate, and Aspen is let go.  Y'know, I think she likes me.  Maybe I should just keep her instead."  With every word Sara clenched her fist tighter and found it harder to resist hitting him.

"Maybe I should have kids with her."

Sara lost it with that sentence and swung her fist at him, which he anticipated and dodged it, leaving Sara's bloody hand against the wall.

"Tonight, eight o'clock.  Aspen won't be there, and if anyone else shows up, I can have her killed in a second."

Sara walked up the steps to Howard's apartment building, clad in a skintight red latex dress.  She looked gorgeous, even though her stride betrayed her inner anger and humiliation.  She walked up to the apartment door and before she could even knock the door swung open.  Howard, grinning eagerly and clad in slacks and a silk shirt, greeted her and showed her in.

"You look beautiful, Sara.  That ass of yours looks better in latex, not to mention your hooters."

"Thanks," said Sara in a flat tone.  Even though he promised dinner and dancing, it was obvious what his priorities were.  The table was set already, but there was very little food, as if he intended dinner to be short.  There didn't seem to be much room to dance, but she had a feeling dance had a different meaning for him.

"Sit down," he said.  Sara sat down across the short table from Howard.  She had barely touched her utensils when she felt his leg begin playing with hers underneath the table.  Sara looked at him with an annoyed glare, which caused him to cease.

"Listen, fuckface," she said to Howard, "if you think you're going to get your way with me, you're wrong.  Just tell me where Aspen is."

"You didn't say please," said Howard as he sipped his wine.  "You're not getting anything until I get something from you."

Sara poked her food with her fork, but decided she had enough.  She bolted up and placed her hands on the table, "Listen you son of a bitch, let's get straight to business."  She stepped away from the table and walked to the bedroom.

Howard followed eagerly, his eyes staring lustfully at Sara.  She took off her shoes and put her long leg up on the bed.  She reached for her garter belt and began to undo the straps on her pantyhose.  Howard walked up to her leg and began caressing it gently, when Sara punched him in the face and ordered the Witchblade to expand.  The metal barbs exploded out of her bracelet, encasing her body over the tight latex.

"I didn't want to have to do this.  But where is she?" said Sara as she extended two metal barbs out of her hands.  She positioned the two stiff barbs in front of Howard's eyes, which were trembling with fear.

"I...I won't tell you," he said.

"Fuck," said Sara as she retracted the barbs.  She decided she wouldn't get anywhere interrogating him, since he looked like he was about to piss in terror.  Sara walked away from him and decided to search his apartment.  She opened the closet door and found a whip, which she grasped and turned around to yell at Howard, when she felt a hard blow on the back of her head.  She fell to the ground and saw Howard had bludgeoned her with his nightstick.  Her vision was blurry and her concentration was shot.  Howard began groping her body and kissed her on the lips, while his hands raised her latex skirt above her hips.  The Witchblade gauntlet, despite Sara's commands for it to defend her, chose to stand by and experience the pleasure.  The Witchblade enjoyed the sensation of sex, especially when Sara got raped.

"I'm gonna fuck your brains out!" said Howard as he unbuckled his pants.  Before he could finish, however, a loud click from behind made him freeze.

"Keep your pants on," said a female voice.  He slowly turned around and saw a brunette woman in a black body glove holding two guns, one of them pointed at his head.  He raised his hands and slowly got up.

Lara kept her gun aimed at him while she helped Sara get up.  Sara got up and as soon as she could comprehend her situation, she took Howard's discarded nightstick and smacked him on the head, knocking him unconscious.  Sara lowered her skirt back and said to Lara, "Thanks a lot, Lara.  I knew you'd be there for me."

"Hey, it was your idea to wear that bug, and you know I'd do anything for you." said the British woman.  "Let's find Aspen."

Sara and Lara looked all over the apartment but found no sign of Aspen.  Sara walked to the living room where a video camera sat on the TV.  Inside the VCR was a blank tape, and the camera was still connected to the VCR, as if Howard had just transferred something to tape.  Sara rewound the tape and played it, and what was on it terrified her.

Aspen was seen in her clothes, lying face down on a bed, hands bound to the headboard.  Even though she could not see Aspen's face, her mumbling indicated she had a ball gag in her mouth.  The cameraman carried the camera to the bed and placed it down beside Aspen's bound form.  All Sara could see was the side of Aspen's body, but she could hear what sounded like a knife tearing into Aspen's T-shirt, along with Aspen's weak moaning, as if she had been drugged.  Then a few rustling sounds could be heard.  The mysterious man then picked up the camera to reveal Aspen's full body once again, only now he had sliced away her T-shirt, removed her pants, unfastened her bra so the straps laid still at her sides, and lowered her panties to her knees.  The cameraman then placed the camera on a table or tripod, and went to work on Aspen.

While staying off camera, the man took out a short whip and began lashing it across Aspen's back.  Aspen's scream was muffled by the ball gag, along with the dampening effect of the drugs.  A bright red welt marked her back as a testament to this man's abuse.  The man whipped her again and again, his lashes increasing in intensity and frequency, Aspen's screams growing louder even through the ball gag.  Sara was driven to tears as she watched the debauchery unfold, her beloved Aspen being brutally abused, and there was nothing she could do about it.  Soon Aspen's back was covered in a web of swollen bruises, her arms hung limp in their bonds and her head buried in a pillow.

Aspen's tormenter then picked up the camera again and perched himself on top of her limp body, zooming in on her bruised back and sweaty hair.  Sara could hear the man in the video undo his belt and unzip his pants.  Aspen heard them too and moaned in resistance, but it was no good.

The man finally spoke, "You're gonna like this!  You're going to love this!" which revealed his identity as Howard, who grabbed a bunch of Aspen's sweaty black locks and pulled back on them.

Even though Sara could not see it, she knew what happened as Aspen began screaming and crying and the video began getting extremely shaky.  The shaking went on and the camera zoomed in on Aspen, who turned her head around to face her tormentor.  Sara looked at the image of Aspen with tears staining her cheeks and a bright red ball gag stuffed in her mouth.  Sara covered her eyes with her hands and at that moment, Aspen climaxed in the video, along with Howard, who could be heard grunting as he pumped her ass full of his seed.  Luckily, those sounds were drowned out by Sara's own cries.  Sara fell to the ground sobbing just as the video ended.  She was almost certain Aspen was dead.

"Sara!  I've found her!" cried out Lara.  Sara removed her face from her hands and ran to the bedroom, where Lara was pulling out Aspen from underneath the bed.

Aspen looked horrible, her normally tanned skin was a shade paler than usual, her dark hair tangled and covered in lint.  Her hands and feet were bound with plastic binding strips, while the only clothes she wore were her tattered, unfastened bra and stained panties, which were bunched up at her feet.  Lara took out her knife and cut the plastic strips binding Aspen, revealing her bloodied and bruised ankles and wrists.  Lara helped Aspen up and told Sara to call 911.  Sara left the room and called the police station, revealing her badge number and location to the operator and requested an ambulance and police to arrest a rapist.

Sara hung up and turned around to see Lara helping Aspen walk towards her.  "What are you doing?" she said.  "Leave her on the bed."

"She didn't want to go on the bed, can't blame her, can we?" replied Lara.  "She really wants to say something to you."

Sara held Aspen's hand and stepped up close to the beaten woman, "What is it, Aspen?" she said with a genuine concern in her voice.

"Sara...I'm...sorryyyy," was all Aspen could manage in a wheezing whisper before she collapsed.  Both women caught her before she hit the ground.  Sara cradled Aspen's form in her arms and prayed her beloved would be all right until the ambulance finally came.

A few days later, Sara, Lara and Aspen sat in the same taxi as the three women headed to Sara's apartment.  Aspen had just been released from the hospital with a clean bill of health.  Howard Daniels had been charged with rape, assault and kidnapping and was currently in custody awaiting trial.  Aspen was more than willing to testify against him.  As the three women got out of the cab and walked up the stairs to the apartment, Aspen tried to speak.

"Sara, like I said before.  I'm sorry.  Lara's a great girl.  I understand why you chose her over me."

"Aspen, it's not like that.  I-"

"No, let me finish.  Lara," Aspen said as she switched her attention to the archaeologist.  "Thank you for saving my life.  You're a beautiful woman, and much tougher than I am.  I hope you take care of Sara."

"Aspen, Sara was just as responsible for saving your life as I was, in fact more so.  I think that shows Sara still loves you," replied Lara.

"That's right," interrupted Sara as she unlocked her apartment door.  "I love you a lot, Aspen, but I guess I love Lara too.  I'm torn right now."

"I have an idea," Aspen said, her mouth moving into a mischievous smile as her idea flashed through her mind.

When Aspen finished her explanation, the three women ran to the bedroom and closed the door behind them.  Aspen, Sara and Lara began removing their clothing, until they were clad only in their underwear.  The three horny women all lay down on the bed.  Sara went down first on her back, Aspen straddled her crotch, and Lara squatted behind Aspen, her breasts pressed firmly against Aspen's back.  Aspen leaned forward and frenched Sara on the lips, Sara whispering between their tongue laps to kiss harder.  Lara pressed her hands against Aspen's tits and began fondling them roughly through her bra.  Lara slipped her hands beneath the white material and pinched the fleshy mounds, Aspen's nipples grew harder and she moaned softly as she continued to kiss Sara.  Lara undid Aspen's bra and the marine biologist's breasts spilled out from their prison, dangling freely for Lara to caress.  Lara leaned against Aspen fully as she licked her shoulder blades and neck while continuing to fondle Aspen's sensitive nipples.

Aspen broke off her kiss with Sara and threw her head back, closing her eyes and moaning.  She arched her back and jutted her breasts out farther to allow Lara more flesh to fondle.  Sara watched the two horny women pleasure each other with such lustful abandon that the New York cop wanted a part in this lurid orgy.  Sara commanded the Witchblade to expand and used its tendrils to retrieve the discarded dildo off the floor that Sara had been using earlier.  Retracting the Witchblade, Sara moved the front of her white panties aside and thrust the dildo into her pussy.  Sara gasped in pleasure as the cool and still sticky dildo thrust its way into her belly.  Sara's nipples hardened and poked against the thin material of her bra.  The horny cop slid her hands underneath the sweaty cups and fondled her tits in a blind lust.

Aspen opened her eyes for a moment and saw Sara handling her bosom and the dildo standing erect out of her pussy.  Aspen gazed at the dildo, shaking as Sara's body gyrated in pleasure.  Aspen spread her pussy lips apart and mounted herself on the dildo, pushing it into her belly while increasing the pressure on Sara's cunt.  Aspen went down on all fours and began ramming herself into Sara, fucking the horny cop while quenching her own carnal thirst.  Lara watched this with horny admiration.  The British woman, not wanting to be left out, positioned her head between Sara's spread thighs and licked the hot lips of Sara's vulva, tickling the already throbbing flesh petals.  Sara and Aspen embraced each other by their torsos while their hips fought for tighter possession of the dildo they shared, each one drawing more of the thick plastic rod until it disappeared between them.  Juices began leaking out of each woman's cunt, staining the sheets and panties bunched up at both women's thighs.  Lara felt her vagina drool with her own juices run at just the sight and smell of this act, she closed her eyes and let the warm cum flow gently out her slit, drenching her white panties with sticky cream.  In an almost disgusted rage, Lara ripped off her bra and the sticky panties.  She wanted to be naked and pleasured.

Aspen and Sara moaned as each woman increased the intensity of their crotch slapping, each one grunting with each thrust, until they both climaxed in unison, a never-ending torrent of juices spilling from the union of their vaginas.  Lara forcefully pulled Aspen off Sara, the dildo popping out of Aspen's cunt, leaving a sticky trail while remaining in Sara's cunt, surrounded by a field of sticky brown pubic hair.  Lara took the dildo out of Sara's tight cunt and pressed it against Sara's lips.

"Lick it, you slut!" she said in lust-fueled excitement.  Sara obliged and opened her mouth, drawing the dildo inside and cleaning it with her eager tongue. Lara sat on the other end of the bed and spread her legs apart. "Somebody suck my pussy," she ordered.

Aspen leaped into action before Sara could get up.  Aspen ravenously ate into Lara's cunt, so intensely that the Brit was overwhelmed with lust and fell backwards, her torso leaning over the edge of the bed while Aspen held her legs apart and ate her delicious cunt.  Lara moaned loudly as Aspen sucked on her moist pussy lips, spreading them apart gently with her tongue before plunging into the hot realm of her vagina.  Aspen twirled her tongue in circles as it lodged itself in Lara's fleshy cunt petals.  Sara watched Aspen's sweaty ass pointed at her as Aspen continued tongue-fucking Lara, the firm cheeks of her lover bobbing in unison to her tongue humping motions.  Sara got up and dove at her buttocks, inhaling her musky odor and plunged her tongue into her tender pussy lips, still wet from their previous orgasm.  Aspen moaned an approval to Sara while her tongue continued sliding into Lara's slit.  Lara let her arms dangle limp at her sides while her head began growing hot from hanging upside down for so long.  Lara's immense tits hung downward, drops of sweat flowed down the curves of her shapely body and gave it a brilliant shine in the light of the room.  Sara slid her tongue in and out of Aspen's wet cunt, her hot tongue still tasting the sweet cum from her recent orgasm.  Aspen moaned a sensuous cry as her slit was violated further by her longtime lover.  Sara gripped Aspen's legs and pulled them to make Aspen's ass come closer to Sara's horny tongue.  Aspen closed her eyes as hot tears of pleasure seeped out, her thick lips trembling upon Lara's bush.  Lara felt her body tense and braced for the inevitable, her torso shook violently over the edge of the bed, causing the mattress to creak with the three women's continuous fucking.  Lara finally orgasmed with a loud scream, sending a stream of hot cum up her vagina which was lapped up eagerly by Aspen, who kept her tongue lodged in the warm petals of Lara's slit

As Aspen continued drinking from Lara's honey pot, Sara pushed her face farther into Aspen's ass and opened her mouth wide to unleash her tongue as far as it could venture.  Aspen gasped, which interrupted her cunt-lapping and drained the strength from her arms, causing Lara to fall off the bed completely.  Lara fell with a gently thud, her legs still leaning against the bed and her pussy spread wide open just below Aspen's face, which was now dangling over the edge while her shapely ass was thrust slightly in the air to be devoured by Sara Pezzini. Aspen closed her eyes and with the strong scent of Lara's cunt and Sara's intense tongue fuck driving her insane, she climaxed and screamed loudly in pleasure, the orgasm rushing through her body like a raging wave.  Her juices flowed like a waterfall, down her trembling legs and into Sara's open mouth.  Aspen felt her weight shift as Sara pushed her during her drinking, causing her to fall as well, on top of the sweaty body of Lara.  Sara, seeing the two sweaty bodies in a fleshy tangle on the floor, slid off the bed as well to land on top of them.  Sara licked her lips and craned her neck to kiss Lara on the lips, her tongue passing off some of Aspen's cream to Lara's eager mouth.  Aspen opened her mouth and enveloped some of Lara's sweaty tit, while Sara gripped Aspen's ass

The three women lay there, sweating and moaning on top of each other, for what seemed like a blissful eternity.  They stayed there on the floor for hours, fondling and groping themselves.  Their bodies were tired but still aching with need.  A single thought went through each of their minds, the three of them knew that this relationship would work extremely well.