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Story 87 - Heater and her adventures by Ramapo - parts 24 / 25 (F/F,FFF, FFFF, Mast, Lesbian, Rommate, Panties, Toy, Anal)

         Heater and her adventures.

Part 24

Heather rolled over on her back and stretched. The kind of full body stretch that pulls every muscle in your body absolutely rigid. Her back arched and strained. Her voluptuous boobs stood up as perfect oversized tear drops, almost defying gravity, and her straining ribcage pushed the tender, swollen nipples toward the ceiling. Her flat belly went almost concave from the taut pull of the abdominal muscles. With her thighs tight together, pinching her clit hard between then, sparks were shooting pleasurably into her lower belly. Finally, relaxed like a cat, she practically purred as she rolled close against Traci's back so that her tits flattened and nipples dug into her lower sides and her pussy's deep black, copious bush scraped against Traci's ass and nicely presented cunt.

Traci lay with her legs together, bent at the waist. Her pussy was thus framed between two muscled thighs, fully displayed to Heather if Heather had been a bit lower to see it. Heather didn't need to be lower to see it. She knew where every sensuous female part of her lover's body was, what it looked, felt and tasted like. One night, while Traci was tied spread eagle to the bed posts and a blindfold on and gag in her mouth, Heather had carefully licked ever-so-slowly every square inch of Traci's body until Traci was trembling like a leaf in the wind. She finally finished her off with a languid tongue stirring a thick mix of saliva and Traci's moisture around and around her button hard clit. At the very end, she took Traci's clit in her mouth and bit it just so. Hard enough to hurt. Hard enough to fire every screaming nerve in her pussy. Even with the gag, Traci's scream was loud. And her orgasm was of cataclysmic proportions, causing her to pass out. While she was out, Heather quickly untied her and stroked her body to help her come down.

Traci never complained. Heather was by far and away the most sensitive, caring, eager, voluptuous, wanton lover she had ever had. She was deeply in love with her, but somewhat restricted by her current position as art professor to Heather being her student. Heather attracted lovers so easily it never ceased to amaze her. Even in her love, she never felt jealous of these other lovers, who came and went with regularity. Heather was always there when she needed her, wanted her.

And Heather wanted and needed her just as badly, it certainly seemed. Her lovemaking never flagged, or lost its inventiveness. Heather was as close to being a sex maniac as anything she had ever experienced. And at the same time, she knew Heather never went looking for action. It found her. Great heaping gobs of it. And many of those partners she could have easily have been envious. And not a few had turned her head and made her horny as well. Traci had been twelve when she realized that it was the girls that turned her on, never guys. She had accepted her Lesbianism immediately. Over the years, she had had a few very close lovers, but never anyone who affected her like Heather. Whatever it was about the girl that made her tingle, made her think of her every waking moment, well, she liked it, wanted it, accepted it.

When Heather made love to her, she gave her soul to Traci, her body just happening to be the way to heaven. Traci found herself almost uncontrollably horny around Heather. If there was something to the great chemistry theory of sex, they were probably proof of it in living, fornicating action. Their love making was often almost uncontrollably tempestuous. Frontal assault kissing. Tongues like swords, trying to conquer the other, teeth, hands, fingers, toes, fists, knees, anything that could rub, push, penetrate, tickle or torture the other was fair game until the other party just passed out either from violently explosive orgasms or from pure exhaustion. And coming to was surely a sign that you wanted more. Fuck me again. I can make you pass out again this time. I will fuck your brains out and leave you passed out in a pool of your own cum, my body's flow smeared over your face, hair, neck, tits, stomach, legs, toes.

Any place, any time. Only the sensitivity of their teacher/student relationship caused them to show any restraint at all. Not that a quick car ride away from the campus didn't mean you couldn't hoist up a skirt, unsnap jeans, and in seconds have fingers disappearing from view in hot, steamy, soaking pussies, pumping rapidly until one or the other or both would give a groan and cum, the gasping catch of breath and sometimes unrestrainable cries signifying the sought after orgasm was achieved. They used each other's body like it was their own. And loved every second of it. Totally giving to each other. And taking if the mood so struck them.

The previous night had been like that. A dinner at Traci's apartment, followed by a movie with a bottle of wine slowly disappearing. By mid-movie, Heather's long, carefully buffed nails were trapping Traci's nipples and pulling them out and around in circles, pinching just short of pain, then maybe just a bit more. Traci had ceased to be able to concentrate on the movie and tried to relax as Heather brought her along, using her nipples as the only place she was being touched. Her pussy had cried out for penetration, a dark stain soaking her panties and jeans, large enough to be visible to Heather, who grinned in secret, knowing she was getting the better of Traci. Horny herself, she waited for later. There was never any doubt that Traci would give as good as she got. Heather's own pants were not exactly unsullied at this point either.

Heather had learned long before that Traci was capable of orgasms through nipple stimulation alone. And tonight, she brought Traci along, higher and higher in her arousal. Traci moaned and begged to be fucked, head now back on her lover's shoulder, she whispered filthy requests, begging and pleading for release, but she knew Heather would take her this way and secretly wanted it as well, only the waiting while her body responded so slowly was agony. Ecstasy. Agony. The minutes passed and her back began to arch. Her breathing was in explosive, ragged gasps, her belly was on fire with need, solid with tense nerves, her clit rock hard. Her breasts were swollen from the stimulation, stretching the skin taut, emphasizing the hot tightness in her whole chest. And below, her pussy and lower belly were on fire, and the pressure was mounting steadily, almost painfully. Traci knew at that exact moment the meaning of the word ecstasy.

And then, in perfect timing to Traci's now almost frantic anguished gasps and moans, Heather pinched the twin nipples hard and twisted the rapidly from side to side and pulled them out painfully to their furthest possible extension. Traci yelled, gasped, and began to come. Her breasts were like liquid lava from the heat. And then Heather pulled the nipples up again as far as the straining fullness of her breasts would allow. It hurt, but the fire in their tips shot sparks into her cunt and her brain finally exploded in a wall of heat and light.

They retired to the bedroom and stripped. Heather fucked Traci's face and immediately came as Traci trapped that outrageous clit between her teeth and licked it against the roof of her mouth like some exotic sucker. Falling then into bed, they proceeded to explore every part of each other like they had never been there before, cumming and cumming. It was late when exhaustion finally gripped them both at the same time and they slipped, no, fell into sleep.

Now, Heather realized she needed to pee, so she carefully slipped out of bed and went into the bathroom and relieved herself. She freshened up a bit and came back into the bedroom. Traci was still out like a light. It was a bit early yet. Too early to wake Traci up and fuck her again. What a nice idea, Heather thought. I could use her tongue up me again. That snake of a tongue. The unspoken thought made her hot.

She slipped on a red silk robe that stopped just above her bush and went into the kitchen and made some tea and sat sipping the tea and looking over the funny papers in the morning paper. After a bit, Traci still didn't wake up and Heather got lonely, so she slipped off the robe and slid into bed behind Traci again, only this time she was head down, looking right at Traci's framed snatch. The evidence of their wanton lovemaking was still smeared all over the lips of her pussy and down the backs of her thighs. Heather leaned forward and licked some of the dried juice, the taste reminding her of how much she loved to eat her lover.

But now, she decided not to wake Traci up, but see just how horny she could get her before she did awake and become fully aware. She pulled her long hair around her head and took several small strands and bunched them together like a paint brush. Like a feather, she began to slowly paint the cum smeared lips and asshole, slowly, slowly, rubbing the tips along the tender flesh. Traci did not awake to the barely perceptible feeling. But her body responded none the less, and soon, the outer lips began to grow visibly deeper purple and swell. The swelling continued and her box would have opened to allow Heather to see up into her at this point, but the pussy was trapped tightly between Traci's thighs and so, the swollen members pursed and puffed out. Heather replaced her hair with the very tip of her tongue, barely touching her partner, she traced the outline of the lips and then trailed a thick layer of saliva down their centre. The faint taste of cum told her that Traci was aroused and lubricating behind those firmly pressed lips. Again and again she tongue fucked the outside of her lover's box and resisted the urgent desire to just plunge her tongue inside Traci's honey pot.

After many minutes of this, she changed tactics and began to slip one of her long fingernails slowly inside, stopping just before the tip of her finger would touch Traci. Then out. Then in. Traci gave a whimper and Heather froze. After a bit, she started again and within a half minute, Traci gave another whimper. Heather continued on now, judging that Traci was having a horny wet dream and boy was she ready to help her along. The very slight gap in the lips caused by the curved nail was enough to let the dammed lubrication out and now Heather began to pant herself at sight and smell of her lover's juices flowing down the back of her thigh and ass.

Traci began to moan and whimper and her body began to quake and shake the bed. Still asleep, her horny dream was about to become a very wet one.

Judging the moment precisely based on the tenseness of her lover's body, Heather slid a finger deep into Traci and Traci's pussy spasmed and gripped it in a vice of orgasming muscles. The muscles gripped and gripped and the flow continued. Finally, Traci relaxed and Heather slowly withdrew the wet finger and sucked it clean. And Traci continued to whimper a bit, but was still asleep!

Well, that was a new one. She got her off while she was sleeping! As horny as it made her to not get herself off at that moment, she decided to wait until Traci got up and get some relief from her lover. They had the whole day today, anyway. She knew by the end of it, Traci would have used her up and left her like a dishrag. And she could hardly wait.

It was at that moment that the phone rang in the kitchen. She never answered the phone here. Too risky for Traci for anyone to know she was there. But, the answering machine kicked in and faintly, she heard Sherry's voice from the other room.

"Traci, this is Sherry from the Dr.'s office. Remember me? I have been trying Heather's apartment and can't reach her. It is urgent that I speak to her immediately. If you know how to reach her, would you have her call 555-3597? Thanks. Sorry to bother you so early. A bit of an emergency here.."

Heather had jumped out of bed and raced into the kitchen and picked up just before Sherry hung up.

"Sherry? Sherry? Are you still on?"

"Heather? Oh, I didn't expect you to be at Traci's." There was surprise and a bit of disappointment in her voice.

"Yeah, well, we sort of have this thing going. I thought you knew."

"Well, I didn't. I guess I should have realized, but, well, listen. That's not important right now. We have a problem. A big problem." The disappoint evident in her voice was now superseded by worry.

"What, what is going on?"

"Well, remember how we decided I should put Janet under and then tell her to stop fucking the patients using hypnosis? She was to go to the bathroom every time she was tempted? Well, last night after work, I put her under and brought her back to my place for some. Well, some sex. And that's when the problem started."

"Well, what? You had sex and she woke up and caught you?"

"No, just the opposite. We, I mean, I did my thing with her, took her back to her place, told her her car had broken down and that's why I was driving her, and then told her forget everything except the sex with patients thing and told her to wake up."

"And?"

"And she didn't. Wake up that is. Heather, I can't get her to come out of it. I'm scared. I've had her over at my place all night trying everything I could think of and nothing worked. I hoped she'd finally go to sleep and wake up OK, but she never drifted off. What should I do? God, I'm going to lose my job. This is really fucked up." And she started crying softly into the receiver.

"OK. Calm down. There must be a reason for this. How are you doing?"

"I'm exhausted, ready to fall over, and scared to death. She's walking around like she's had ten hours of sleep and is ready to go. Oh, gosh, I'm in so much trouble."

"Have you told her to forget all the suggestions you gave her and just wake up?"

"Yes, I told her everything was off. No dice. Look, I'm coming over there. And bringing her along."

"What?! You can't do that! How the hell are we going to explain...." She never got a chance to finish.

"I don't care." Sherry was crying. "I don't know what else to do."

The click on the phone told Heather it wasn't any use arguing. Sherry was on her way.

"Who was that?" Heather almost jumped out of her skin. Traci had walked up behind her.

Naked.

In spite of her confusion over the rapidly unfolding events, the sight if Traci's flushed face and still hard nipples reminded her of what she had just done to Traci and her own horny feelings only moments before.

"Gosh, girl, I just had the fucking horniest dream I've ever had in my life. I mean, I was being held captive and couldn't move, and someone was just licking my pussy and tickling me and in the end, I just exploded. I need you to fuck me honey, take me right here on the table." She pushed the papers to the floor.

Flat on her back, legs apart, her box was glistening with her love juice from her wet dream. "See? Look at how wet I am! Fuck me woman. Make me scream." It wasn't a command. It was begging. Pure, lusty sexual begging. I am your slave, please make me cum in your face. It couldn't be denied.

Heather had drifted up to her, between her legs. The phone. Sherry. This wanton fleshpot begging to be fucked. Her mind spinning, her head drifted down like a magnet drew it and her tongue appeared between her opening lips and disappeared into the sopping hole and Traci cried out.

"Yes. Oh, yes. Lick me! Ahhhhhhh! Lick it bitch!!!!!! Oh, my god I'm GOING to CUM ALREADY!! Ohhhh!! OHHHAHHHHH!!!" And she exploded like some sort of sex bomb, every nerve in her body shorting out. The session in bed, the wet dream, and now the long hair of her lover spread over her trembling belly, a hot tongue lashing her insides and clit were too much and she just came and came. Relentlessly, Heather took her with an energy driven by her own need. One hand was between her own legs working feverishly and she came repeatedly in time to Traci's groans.

Heather was still licking furiously minutes later when the doorbell rang. And, with Traci's thighs tightly wrapped around her ears and heels resting on the small of her back, she didn't hear it. Traci groaned and came again and her legs lifted a bit as she tensed and released and this time the urgent ring of the bell broke through.

Sherry! Oh, shit!

Heather stood up suddenly and started wrapping her robe back around her. Not much good it would do, as her tits were almost exposed by it anyway even when closed and her pussy and ass were just in full view. Traci was till groaning and slowly opened her eyes.

"That, lover girl, was fantastic. Come to bed and let me...." Traci was becoming more focused and realized Heather was pulling back and looked very, very nervous.

"What's wrong, honey?" She sat up on the table and slid into her feet.

The doorbell went again.

"Oh, hell, we're both naked. Let me go get a robe." Traci started to head for the bedroom.

"Please don't hate me." Heather was pleading.

Traci stopped in her tracks and looked back. "Hate you? Hate you for what? Don't be silly!" She started to turn to go.

"For this. Traci, it's time for you to climb Mt. Olympus." In desperation, Heather spoke the words that would trigger the subconscious suggestion left by her lusty doctor, putting her into a deep trance.

It had the expected effect. Traci had started to walk forward, now put her hand on the doorjamb to brace herself as her head sank down and her eyes closed.

Heather came over near her. "Traci, can you hear me?" The doorbell went again, insistently. Sherry must be freaking out.

"Yes." A whisper.

"I want you to go to the bed room and get dressed in some jeans and a nice blouse. Then sit on the bed and wait for me to come for you. Do you understand?"

"Yes. Jeans. Blouse. Wait. I understand." She moved slowly away, as if in a trance. Heather thought to herself. Shit, woman, she answered herself. She IS in a fucking trance.

And then she ran to the front door and pulled it open.

Sherry was there, almost ready to ring the bell again. Her face was streaked with tears, her eyes glowed red and she looked frantic and exhausted all at once. "For God's sake, it took you long enough....." her outburst was stopped by her focusing for a second on Heather's robe. Heather had never looked finer than at that moment, at least in an erotic way. Long coiled hair spilling down her back and front, proud, oversized upthrust tits poking through the robe and volumes of hair, black pussy hair clearly defining the well of her womanhood between her legs. And she was giving off that unmistakable aroma of sex. Recent, lusty, wet sex. Her face, hair, tits and pussy reeked of it.

Sherry tuned to Janet and gently guided her into the apartment and sat her down on the sofa while Heather closed the door.

Then she turned back to Heather. "I know I'm out of control. God you look good, babe. I must be interrupting a really good session. Sorry."

Heather pulled the robe shut and realized just how naked she was. Not that she cared about Sherry's seeing her. She liked Sherry seeing her pussy, actually. But the Dr. was a problem if she suddenly woke up.

She gave Sherry a big hug and held her tight. "Look, don't worry. Right now, go and make us some coffee and let me change. We have enough problems without you and I starting something up."

"Well, I can't believe it, but as hot as you make me, right now I can hardly focus on anything. I'm excited and exhausted. Some combination. And I'm out of ideas on what to do about little Miss Hot Box over there."

"Coffee and I'll be back in a minute."

"Heather?"

"Yes." Heather turned back.

"Don't. Don't wash. You know?"

"Still a bit horny?" Heather was grinning at the absurdity of it all. How could Sherry be horny when she was so tired? And then she thought, hell, I'm horny and I've been getting laid for hours, so it's just not her, at any rate.

"Yeah. You smell so fucking lusty. Like a wench in heat or something. I like it. Best perfume you can wear for me. Remember that."

"You are nuts. Let's keep focused, OK? Now, coffee, please" and she waved her toward the kitchen.

"Yeah. Focused." Heather's tongue up her that was all she could focus on all of a sudden. "Focused, that's me." And she went to the kitchen. Her pussy was wet. Focused. Her clit was tingling. And she was humming under her breath, "I'm gonna get that girl right INTO my hair, I'm gonna get that girl right INTO my hair......" Not even realizing she was changing the words.

Heather came back ten minutes later and the coffee was hot and poured. Sherry was sipping hers and looked up. Heather had covered up pretty well. At least, no naked skin was visible below her neck. But even above the smell of the fresh coffee, she could still sense the pure sex of the girl. And she smiled to herself.

"What? What are you grinning at?" Heather was grinning too.

"Thanks for not washing up."

"Oh, THAT. You sex fiend. You're lucky I like to smell hot or I'd toss you out of here for being lewd to me."

"You would not. You like it when I talk dirty to you."

"Well, what they hell are we going to do? I can't keep Traci out much longer. I feel like I'm playing a mean trick on her."

"Maybe Janet's afraid to come out because she thinks she's in trouble because we know about the sex thing with patients." Heather nodded.

"You know, that makes a lot of sense. If the medical board or whatever found out, or a patient filed a lawsuit, she'd be in big trouble. So, we have to convince her that everything will be OK if she just stops fucking the patients any more. How are we going to do that?"

"Well, let's ask her if she's scared of being found out first. Then we can try to sort it out."

Sherry led the way into the living room. Her beautiful blond hair was a mess. Dirty, stringy, dull. A real rat's nest of tangles. Wonder what the hell she had Janet doing to her before it all went wrong, Heather was thinking as well. Sure would love to wash her hair for her and brush it out. Sherry was too focused on Janet to care about her hair.

Sherry sat next to Janet and began to speak softly to her.

"Janet, can you hear me?"

"Yes."

"Janet, did you enjoy having sex with your patients?"

A baby voice, ashamed, scared, "Yes. Oh, yes."

"Did it make you hot?"

"Yes. Very hot. Just thinking about making them have sex with me. Yes."

"What would happen if one of them found out what you were doing?"

Janet seemed to shrink and fear etched her face. "It would be ..... terrible. Embarrassed. I'd would lose my license to practice. Leave town. Leave you."

Sherry seemed taken aback at that last.

"Leave me? That would bother you?"

"Yes. Oh, yes." Her voice was very small. "I love you."

Sherry looked stunned. Heather was stunned as well.

"You've never told me that you liked me."

"I never had the nerve. To tell another woman I loved her. Please don't be mad at me."

Sherry put her arm around the trembling woman. "I'm not mad at you, Janet. I just never knew. I promise I'm not mad at you. I like you too." Janet seemed to perk up a bit.

"It's OK. To love you?" The little girls voice. How incredibly vulnerable she sounded.

"Yes, of course it's OK."

It was silent for a moment.

Heather mouthed to Sherry, "She never told you, or gave you a sign?"

Sherry whispered. "Nothing. And I've got pretty damn good radar. God, this woman must be really repressed."

"How does that make you feel?"

Sherry looked confused.

"I really don't know. She's very nice and very sexy, and I've often thought we could be close friends, but it was work and I didn't want to mess it up. Sex at work can be bad news. Especially with the boss. Maybe I wasn't being very approachable for her."

"I didn't find that a problem." Heather was grinning.

"Yeah, well, there must be chemistry with us, or something." Sherry grinned weakly back at Heather.

"Janet, we know you have had sex with your patients."

"Yes."

"Does it make you afraid?"

"Oh, yes." Janet was shaking. She looked terrified.

"Now listen to me Janet. No one is going to tell anyone about your little secret. But you must stop and not do it any more. If you feel you need to have sex, you are to ask me to go to the ladies room with you. I promise I will make love to you. Then you can leave the patient alone. Do you think you can do that?"

"Make love to me. When I need to have sex."

"Yes, any time. You must just ask me. I promise never to say no to you."

Sherry was looking at Heather for a sign. Maybe jealousy? Heather was surprised at Sherry's offer of free relations on demand, but other than that, she was basically happy this was all going to wrap up. Now to get them out of here.

It was quiet for a moment.

Janet whispered. "Traci."

Heather asked, "What about Traci, Janet?"

"Traci, must not know. But she makes me very hot."

Heather volunteered, "She finds you very attractive. Traci told me if you want to have sex with her, you should ask."

"Traci, ask her?"

"Yes, just ask her. She's very sexy and likes a lot of sex. With women."

"Ohhhh..."

"Do you think you could wake up now?"

"Yes, I can wake up now."

Heather was alarmed. "Wait, into the kitchen. We have to talk."

She dragged Sherry into the kitchen.

"Are you nuts? She can't wake up here! What are we going to say to her about why she is here. Or Traci, for that matter?"

"Let's just plant the thought that Traci invited us both to breakfast and we'll cook something and set up the plates and plant them at the table and bring them out of it together, in mid-conversation. Can't miss."

"Right, and you look like hell, Traci's naked in there, well, no, I told her to get dressed."

Sherry pressed on, "Look, let me shower and brush out and you cook. What?"

"Oh, nothing."

"What, come on."

"Well, I wanted to wash your hair."

Sherry looked surprised and very, very pleased. "I'll save it for you. You can join me in the shower. Give me a five minute head start in there and then slip in." She grinned. "Into anything you want."

Heather grinned back. And they both jumped up.

It took only minutes to set the table, start up some bacon on low heat and get ready to make toast and fry eggs. Breakfast would be easy to whip up. Off in the distance, Heather heard the shower start.

She slipped into the bedroom and Traci was still sitting in the chair, head down. Heather pulled her blouse off and slipped out of her jeans. Not having any underwear on was definitely a plus in these circumstances. In the bathroom, she made sure there were several towels out, got her hair dryer from under the sink and several clean brushes and then, carefully pulled open the show door and stepped in behind Sherry.

Sherry had her back turned to her and possibly for the first time, Heather marvelled at the sleek body of this woman. Slightly taller than Heather, her blond hair was now wet and hung in a water slick mass down the centre of her back to just above her tail. Not only was her hair luxurious, but there was plenty of it. Almost too thick. Probably a real pain to take care of properly. The square shoulders tapered to a narrow waist and the trim hips of a swimmer. Her legs were pencil straight, with a perfect gradual reduction in thickness from the pussy down to her nice ankles and small feet. Not visible from this close angle were the two pert, almost hard mounds that graced her front.

Her knew those tits would be hard from the sting of the shower spray and without warning, stepped up against Sherry, pressing her own jiggling tits hard into her back and reached around with both hands and took the grapefruit sized mounds into her hands and squeezed.

"Ahhhhhh! Oh, Heather, honey, that is sooooo....nice. You really do know my hot spots. Ahhhhh.!!" Heather squeezed harder and pinched the nipples, now hard points.

She was as soaked as Sherry at this point and her own lengthening nipples dragged down Sherry's back as she squatted behind the woman's tight ass and reached in and buried two fingers deep in her waiting pussy. Sherry moved her legs further apart and Heather responded with another finger, their thrusting and strumming getting Sherry to the brink of orgasm in seconds flat.

"Shit. Oh, SHIT! That's GOOD!" Her breath was ragged and tearing as she fought to breath and at the same time welcome the orgasm that was about to tear through her. "I'm cummmmmmm......!!" No good. Her breath was driven from her and Heather stroked on, faster and faster.

"No. Oh, no. I can't. No more oh baby oh baby oh oh oh OH OH! Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhh!" She exploded again. Heather was a woman and gave Sherry what she herself liked.

Once more over Sherry's almost desperate pleadings and Sherry collapsed weakly against the stall wall, groaning from her release. Heather picked up the shampoo and worked it into the woman's almost impossibly thick mass of hair. Soon, a flood of suds mixed with the trickle of lubrication draining from Sherry and disappeared down the drain.

Sherry finally pushed away from the wall and kissed Heather hard. Passionately, groaning into her mouth. Her tongue announced its entrance as a hot poker tearing around Heather's mouth like a wild animal.

Heather suddenly felt Sherry's fingers glide down her belly, through the forest of hair and she stiffened as Sherry took her as violently and relentlessly has she herself had taken her. As the shower wet fingers slid home into her honey pot, she cried out into Sherry's mouth. Her enormous clit was fully extended and Sherry trapped it between her palm and Heather's belly and rubbed it as she pumped her fingers in and out.

Heather's mouth tore free. "Oh, my God, that's ahhhh uaaaaaaa nnnnn" She exploded from the heat in her pussy. The pumping fingers picked up speed and her rock hard clit was super sensitive as Sherry rolled it up and down through the matt of hair on her lower belly. The nerves were screaming, but her belly bucked and she felt herself jerk and then her legs turned to water and she came again so hard she saw stars. Sherry held her up with fingers buried deep.

One more for good measure at a slightly slower pace and then they just held each other, the water streaming down over them.

"Sherry, honey, let's get your hair rinsed and we have got to get this show on the road." She kissed the blond hard on the mouth, her tongue swiftly sweeping the inside of Sherry's mouth. "That was really different. I liked that a lot. Like you just raped me. Or something. It was so fast."

"Me too. Ummm. OK, rinse me."

Heather worked at getting all the soap out, but it took time. Finally she killed the water and reached out, grabbed a towel and began drying Sherry's hair by patting it down between layers of towel and Sherry did the same for Heather. Then they stepped out and towelled each other off quickly, with a lingering quick slip of the finger into their still very moist slits. That had both of them grinning.

"Oh, shit, I smell burning bacon. I'll be right back." Heather sprinted to the kitchen and found just a little of the bacon was turning dark and she turned it and laid the slices out on the other side and let it cook, lowering the heat. She turned a burner on as low as possible under the egg pan and slipped in some bacon grease and ran back to the bedroom.

Sherry was in the bathroom blowing her hair dry, but it was clear this was going to take a while. Heather towelled hers again and decided to dress and go cook. She told Sherry and went and finished the breakfast preliminaries.

Checking the plates and everything, she helped Sherry run a brush through the now brilliantly restored blond hair that cascaded down her back like a cape for a minute and then announced it was now or never.

She guided Traci into the kitchen and Sherry got Janet from the living room and they placed them opposite each other. Then they filled their coffee cups and took a deep breath.

"OK, now, you wake them up. Make sure to tell them why they are here and to forget anything else that happened. Ready?" Heather inquired.

Sherry nodded. "Now, Traci, Janet. Can you hear me?"

"Yes." A chorus of replies.

And she gave them her instructions. And then started the countdown to five. Coming out, waking up, fully awake.

"Hey, you guys, how many times do I have to ask you how you like your eggs?" Heather sounded a bit impatient.

Traci and Janet just blinked and looked around, clearly puzzled.

"Well?"

Sherry chirped. "Two, over easy please. And is a piece of toast, not too dark, possible? I seem to be ravenous this morning."

"Great, now we're cooking. Traci, I suppose you want the usual one egg sunny side up?"

Traci smiled and just said "Of course."

Janet still looked puzzled, but ordered two eggs over easy and sipped her coffee.

"I'm so glad you asked us over. You have such a nice place. And Heather appears to be the perfect short order cook." Sherry kept up the light banter.

"That's artist to you, lady. I'll kill the first person who ever calls me a cook again!"

Everyone laughed as Heather expertly slid finished eggs and toast on plates. The bacon was on a plate in the middle for all to grab. The burned edges were carefully hidden.

"God, I'm famished. You'd think I was up all night rowing a boat or something." Heather said, smiling at Traci.

"Well, that's not far off the mark, I think." Everyone laughed. Traci was always sure to let everyone know their love making was, if nothing else, long and energetic.

But Janet was still quite puzzled. "You know." She paused. Heather and Sherry waited with baited breath. "You know, I must be working too hard. I'm only now beginning to enjoy this morning. Must have needed the coffee more than usual. I really do feel like I've been up all night." She plowed into her eggs.

"But you look so relaxed."

"You know. I am. Like something has been lifted off my shoulders." She continued to eat.

"Me too." Traci said.

"It's like I could just fall right asleep." She looked back and forth at Heather and Sherry.

"Janet, maybe it's time for Heather and Sherry to go play jumping jacks."

"Yes, they should." Traci smiled at Janet over her coffee cup as Sherry and Heathers' eyes closed and their heads sunk to their chests.

They both burst out laughing. Traci dug into her egg. "Can you believe how easy this was? They both walked right into it." She shook her head in wonderment.

But Janet got a curious look on her face. "Do you remember us planning to do this at breakfast?"

"Come to think of it, no I don't. But I'm awfully busy, and, well, it must have slipped my mind. I mean, we talked about it so many times in your office. Where and when to get them together and how to get them under our control. And what game to play with them. Gosh, Janet, seeing them under like this really has me all hot and bothered. You were right about what a powerful feeling it gives you."

Not looking totally convinced, Janet nodded. And kept staring at Traci. She picked at her food for a bit, then looked up.

"I. I, well, there is something I've been meaning to ask you. I. Well. " She took a deep breath. "I think you're very sexy, and I mean, well, could we go out?" The last was a surprise and Janet had no idea why she said it. And turned beet red.

"I was wondering if you'd ask me. I'd love to. As a matter of fact, I think you're sexy too. And with these two sleeping beauties here, right now might be a good time to have a date."

"You mean, now?"

"Sure." She took Janet's hand in hers. "Come on. I made the bed."

"But."

"No buts. If you date me, lady, you better bring a change of underwear with you at all times. I have a big appetite." And led her to the bedroom.

And paused in the door. "Well, I'll be damned. I could have sworn I made that bed. Oh, well, we're just going to mess it up anyway." And she pulled Janet very gently toward her and they kissed. She shut the door but in less than five minutes, Janet's moans began to be heard through the apartment.

Heather and Sherry slept on. The bacon got cold.

Part 25

Karin knocked on the door and waited for Heather to let her in. After a few minutes, she knocked again, louder. Did Heather forget they were supposed to go shopping this morning for some hot outfits? No, her car was out in the parking lot.

Another wait and she realized that either Heather forgot, or she was still asleep. Hopefully alone. It was that last thought that brought a big grin to her face and she reached over the sill of the door, found Heather's emergency key and unlocked the door. Then she replaced the key carefully and let herself into the apartment.

There was no one in the apartment in the living room or the study room where Heather did her school work and paintings. But she could smell freshly cooked bacon and eggs, so she decided that maybe she should make her presence known and not frighten her.

"Heather, it's Karin." She called softly toward the kitchen, advancing slowly. "Heather?" Still no response.

She reached the kitchen door and peeked in. To her amazement, she found Heather fast asleep at the table with a gorgeous lean blonde leaning on her shoulder, a plentitude of her silky blond hair cascading down over Heather's front, only the tip of Heather's large breast was pushing the blouse above the tide of hair. Just the sight of Heather's gorgeous boobs, even covered as they were, reminded Karin how hot she was to go to bed with Heather again. This morning had seemed such a great opportunity after they had shopped and bought a bunch of sexy stuff. There had to be time afterward to come back and try it all on again for each other and then....

She sighed. Who was the blond? Another lover. She didn't wonder at that. Heather was SO attractive and from the short time she had known her, she had observed just what a cunt magnet she was. If they were at all inclined, they just picked up on her and came running. Turning her thoughts bact to the tableau in front of her, she decided this couldn't be Traci. She was too young. And, even though she could see her figure only above the waist, she could see that this girl's breasts were considerably smaller than Heather's description of Traci's shape. No, not Traci.

It was then she realized what a strange situation she was looking at. There were four plates on the table, all with warm food on them, some partially eaten. Warm coffee still steamed from several cups. Even more remarkable was the fact that there was still food on Heather and the blonds' forks, as though they fell asleep in mid bite. Heather was breathing quietly, but the blond was snoring gently. Even though she had only recently begun to realize she was bi-sexual and attracted to girls as well as men, Karin felt an immediate strong attraction to the blond. That hair sure was gorgeous. Must be a lot of work, but worth it if you could get it to look like that. She felt a bit jealous.

She found her hand running over her own medium length sun splashed brunette pony tail. She knew her own hair was pretty nice, but her job just didn't leave much opportunity to do much in the way of fancy hair styles and she'd never grown it really long, as it went out of fashion while she was still in high school. Heather's darker hair was nice too, long and permed for body, she was a real babe with all that volume hanging and swaying down her back almost to her waist. Heather had told her how sensuous it always felt on her bare back. How it made her nipples hard to walk around without a top and let it brush back and forth across her lower back.

Long, yes, she'd let it grow long. To hell with the job. She'd just bind it up at work.

All this took only seconds. What the name of hell was going on?

"Heather?" She didn't move or respond.

"Heather?" This time she pushed her on the shoulder a bit. Still nothing. What the heck, it was as if....

"Don't bother, she's been hypnotized."

Karin almost jumped out of her skin at the sound of Traci's unexpected voice behind her.

"Oh!" She gasped and gave a large start and had to put a hand out to steady herself as her knees almost gave way.

"Sorry to frighten you. Who are you and how did you get in?" Traci wasn't particularly afraid of the woman. She instantly assumed she was another friend of Heather's that she didn't know about yet.

It took a second for Karin to find her voice, her heart was still racing. "I'm Karin, a friend of Heather's. I used her emergency key over the door. We were supposed to go shopping and she didn't answer the door. I thought maybe she overslept."

"Traci." She held out her hand. She almost added "Heather's permanent sex partner", or lover, or life partner, or something to stake a claim. She immediately sensed that, yes, here was another of Heather's moths to the flame. A quick once over revealed the reason for the attraction. Pretty, great figure, wonderful hips and legs. Dazzling smile. A bit nervous at the moment. Not just wonderful hips, truly great hips. Like her own. And she knew how crazy Heather got for her down there.

"Can I ask what is going on here?" Karin inquired.

"Well, that, is a long and complex story, and a bit confusing. I'm not sure I understand it all myself."

"Try. Can't we wake her up?" She looked over at Heather.

"Well, maybe in a bit. Let's go in the living room and chat. Would you like some coffee?"

"Please."

Cups filled, they settled into opposite ends of the love seat. Karin had discretely watched Traci walk around and saw that Heather's detailed intimate description of Traci's charms was totally on target. Traci's large full breasts did shimmer in a totally enticing pattern as she moved around. Her own smaller, firmer breasts had a bit of bounce to them if she went braless, but Traci's were almost hypnotic and she felt her own level of arousal grow. It didn't hurt that Traci was extremely attractive and very relaxed, even inviting, to boot.

"From the beginning. OK. I started going to a psychiatrist about a year ago to deal with some issues I had. I don't think we need to go into that. Anyway, at one of the sessions, Janet, the Dr., she told me she couldn't see me anymore, as she was finding herself very attracted to me and felt she would compromise the doctor-patient relationship if I continued as a patient. We talked for a while, and it turned out that she wanted to hypnotize me as part of the therapy, but that she felt she might use the opportunity to do something sexual with me while I was under, so she couldn't proceed. She made it plain that she had never had a problem like this with other women patients, but she was very careful about maintaining a proper doctor/patient relationship at all times. A personal and professional code of ethics. I was very impressed, I can tell you. It took a lot of guts for her to say it."

"I was very surprised at her open discussion of this, and very impressed with her honesty. I asked her why she didn't just ask me to go out, or something. You should have seen her. She blushed bright red and admitted she was very attracted to women, but never had to courage to do anything about it."

"Anyway, I told her that she didn't need to be afraid to put me under, as I completely trusted her. If she wanted to go out and experiment a bit, she should just ask. She thought it over and a couple of weeks later, she agreed and we continued the sessions. Along the way, we did go out a few times. No, Heather doesn't know. Just as I didn't know about you." She looked over at Karin and Karin blushed bright red.

"Anyway, we would get to talking about hypnotism and one night she told me that she had hypnotized her receptionist, Sherry - the blond in the kitchen - without her knowledge. She planted the thought that the receptionist would believe that she had actually hypnotized Janet, instead of the other way around, and she should use this to put her under and have sex with her whenever she wanted."

"Then, she would pretend to be hypnotized when Janet would say the trigger words and they would have sex. Lot's of it, apparently, as Sherry has a pretty big appetite in that category. And Janet loved it, as she found that pretending for her was a very powerful turn on. And allowed her to have lesbian sex without having to deal with her hang-ups about it. She's very, very fond of Sherry. I think she loves her, in fact. She hasn't had the courage to face that, or Sherry, outside of the fake hypnotic sessions."

"Sounds a bit perverted to me." Karin slipped in her thoughts.

"Well, it get's a bit worse, I'm afraid. One day, I had to have Heather drop me at Janet's for a session and she came up to wait in the cool waiting room. Somehow, Sherry managed to hypnotize Heather and plant a code word in her mind. She also told Heather about the game with Janet and the code word she used to hypnotize her. And the code word for real that Janet used to hypnotize me during the session. And about the sex thing with Janet. Are you clear on all this?"

"Yes, I think so. Let's see, Janet hypnotizes you for real, but it's strictly professional. No hanky-panky. Sherry only thinks she hypnotizes Janet, and when pretending, Janet and Sherry have sex. Lots of sex. Sherry hypnotizes Heather for real and plants a post hypnotic suggestion to put her under again. And spills the beans, as she knows or understands them, to Heather. Right?"

"Yes, OK. Well, Heather got real concerned about me being hypnotized for sex without me knowing, thinking that Janet was abusing me. Apparently Sherry thought it might actually be happening as well. The day Heather was there at the office, I did take off my blouse to let it dry a bit, as it was so damn hot out. I must have been sloppy about tucking in or something, so they jumped to conclusions. She and Sherry decided to stop Janet to protect me by planting a suggestion for her to have sex with Sherry every time she wanted to have sex with a patient."

"It was all very stupid. I could have just told Heather the truth about Janet and me and that would have ended it, but it got carried away and crazy last night. Sherry hypnotized Janet and took her home and they had some very hot sex. Then, she planted the thoughts to get her to think of Sherry about sex instead of her patients. Only, Janet decided to have some fun and not wake up. She drove Sherry crazy and then felt she couldn't figure out how to come to, so just kept playing she was under. Sherry decided to bring her over here to figure out with Heather what they should do."

"I was here and Heather must have used the trigger word to hypnotized me. I woke up at the breakfast table with them chatting away. Janet was playing along and acted as if she just woke up. Then, we got carried away and hypnotized them. And there they sit."

Karin didn't know what to think. Mostly, what the hell!

"Where is Janet?" She finally asked.

"Asleep in the bedroom. She and Sherry were up all night and were pretty damn active, if you know what I mean. She was exhausted. They're both exhausted, in fact."

"Let's wake up Heather, at least. I want to go shopping." And get her away from you idiots, she was thinking. And then realized that Traci probably wanted Heather to stay home with her. Damn, double damn.

"That's a great idea, actually. I need to get her out of here so I can get Janet home as well. I'll go wake her up. Wait here."

"Traci?"

"Yes?"

"You guys need to knock off all this hypnotism stuff. Somebody is going to get hurt or screwed up. It's weird."

"I know. Maybe you can help."

"Ummm, I don't know, but I'll think about it."

Traci disappeared into the kitchen and a few minutes later, she reappeared with Heather in tow.

"Gosh, I completely forgot! Let me change real quick and we are out of here. Be right back." And she ran into the bedroom to change. And in a minute was back.

"Traci, what the hell is Janet doing sleeping in my bed?" She was very puzzled.

"She came over with Sherry this AM and fell asleep right in the middle of breakfast, remember? We put her in there a while ago. Gosh, talk about being forgetful."

"I forgot." Heather looked puzzled. What a morning. First she forgot Karin, then Janet being in the bed. Wow. She ran back in and changed into jeans and a top and ran a brush through the volume of her hair. Just a touch of lipstick, a pair of flats with no socks and she reappeared.

"Let's go. Back later Traci. Are you going to be here?"

"Maybe. I have to run a bunch of errands. We'll see. Have fun. Don't spend too much money." Knowing full well that Heather had a pocketbook full of credit cards with huge limits, backed by her parents. Not that Heather ever spent much on herself. Actually, a spoiled but frugal woman.

"OK!" And they were out the door.

Traci went back into the bedroom and watched Janet sleep for a moment, then she made a cup of hot coffee, cleaned up the kitchen and read the morning paper. Finally, she decided to wake up Sherry and let her deal with Janet later.

"Sherry, I'm going to count to five slowly and when I reach five, you'll be fully awake. Can you hear me?"

The answer was a continuation of the gentle snoring that had been filling the kitchen. Traci decided Sherry had actually fallen asleep, just as exhausted as Janet from the night's activities. Serves her right.

She managed to get her just awake enough to walk her into the bedroom and lay down on the bed next to Janet. She covered them both up, left a note on the kitchen table for them if they woke up while she and Heather were gone. Once last check to make sure the door was locked and she was out the door.

Heather and Karin pulled up in front of the lingerie shop in an exclusive neighbourhood. Karin had been watching the very expensive homes they were passing and knew the shop would be way too expensive for her budget. Well, maybe she'd find something simple, just to save face.

They parked and just before they got out, Heather reached over, ran her fingers around behind Karin's head, tangling the hair in her fingers and kissed Karin very deeply for some minutes. When they pulled back, Karin was very hot.

"Now look, my Mom and Dad have tons of money. I never spend much of it, even though they don't care how much I spend, as long as I do well at school. What I'm trying to say is, just pick out what you want and let me pay for it all. It's just a gift from them to us. OK?"

Karin hesitated. She was very proud of being out on her own, making her own way. And doing very well at it. "I don't know."

"What's the use of having a rich friend if you never take advantage of it once in a while?" Heather laughed. "Come on, before I kiss you again and we never get to shopping at all."

Karin smiled. THAT was the truth. And that settled it. They jumped out, locked up the car and walked inside arm-in-arm.

"Hi Heather! Long time no see!" A pretty woman with a very trim figure greeted them from the back of the store.

"Hi Jean. This is my friend Karin. We are here to do some serious damage to your stock. You still on commission?" The woman had walked up to them and shook hands with Karin, looking her over quickly. Not exclusively sexually, but also a habit from fitting people. This babe would be a joy to fit, she decided instantly. Perfect sized breasts to fit almost everything in the store and make the top fill out properly, and great waist/hips combo to really show off anything with french cut legs. And that deep tan was going to make anything white on her sensational, especially if she was tan all over.

"No, not anymore. I bought the place! Can you believe it?"

"That's super! How's business?" Heather gave her a hug. Karin sensed immediately that the two were just friends and the hug wasn't sexual. She relaxed. And was surprised at herself for even wondering.

"It's been really good. I'm going to start a second store down on your side of town with a line just a little bit cheaper to let the poor students enjoy the finer things as well. I just need to find a good store manager." She was walking them over toward long racks and shelves of every conceivable type of lingerie Karin could imagine. In the back, she spotted a whole line of leather products. Jean spotted her gazing around.

"Latex stuff is in the back, if that's your thing. I found a lot of people are interested, but won't be caught dead looking at it in public."

"You mean rubber stuff?" Karin asked.

"You bet. The works. You'd look great in a rubber merry widow, Karin. Just the right boobs and waist. Oh, the sex toys are back there as well, in the usual place. OK, you're on your own. Just put the stuff you pick out on the counter over here and we'll settle up when you're done."

"Great Jean. OK, Karin, let's shop. What do you like?"

"I LOVE silk stuff. And," her voice dropped, "can we check out the rubber room before we leave? I've never even seen any of that type of thing."

"Sure, why are you whispering?" Heather laughed. "I agree with Jean, a rubber outfit would look outrageous on you. Definitely have to do that before we leave."

Karin grinned. This was going to be fun. And hot. She headed for the racks of silk underwear and began picking out silk panties. Jean materialized at her elbow. "Do you shave?"

"What?"

"Your pussy. Do you shave it?"

Jean's question was a total surprise. "Ummm, no. I mean, I trim a bit for bathing suits in the Summer, but...." She had considered it once, but it was to far out for her at the time.

"Well, if you want to get the real erotic thrill of silk as only a woman can experience it, you need to try it on a bare pussy. Now that is a real treat, and it lasts all day, every day."

"Really? I didn't know that. I've never actually shaved myself. Not brave enough, I guess."

"Want to try it?" Now this question was an even bigger surprise.

"You mean now?"

"Sure. I've got a nice bathroom in back and all the equipment we need. I'll help you this first time." A statement inviting herself to have very intimate contact with her.

"I..."

Heather overheard the conversation and wandered over.

"Go ahead. She's never convinced me to do it, but that is because Traci likes me really bushy. But some of my friends swear it's the only way to go. And they agree with her about the silk on bare pussy thing. Say it's heaven."

Jean laughed and said, "Well, young lady, it's two against one! Let's do it." She grabbed Karin's elbow and they headed back to the bathroom, Karin looking back nervously over her shoulder at Heather, who grinned and waved her on to the bathroom.

What am I getting myself into, Karin thought on the way. And felt her belly tighten with anticipation of being intimately touched between her legs.

They settled in and Jean soon had Karin out of her jeans and panties. Karin's bush was a nice light brown and not very thick. Jean observed that yes, Karin was tan all over. Not a tan line to be seen.

"Oh, you'll have it easy, Karin. Here, sit on the chair and put your legs over the sides." This opened Karin completely up to Jean. "I'm glad you're not nervous. You're not, are you?" She glanced up.

"Well, a bit. I don't usually have another woman touching me down there. Especially with a razor! Only my Doctor." She was very tense.

"And Heather?" Jean laughed lightly, busy at the sink running hot water.

"Well, now that you mention it, yes." She was blushing bright red again.

"Don't be embarrassed. Heather beds an amazing number of people. She's not my type, but we get along great as friends. Now you, on the other hand...." Her voice trailed off as she lightly ran her fingers over Jean's womanhood, almost absentmindedly. It was clear she was comfortable being in charge and knew her way around a woman's sensitive parts intimately. She detected that Karin was already damp with anticipation. Jean liked her women hot and hairless, and Karin held out every promise of being the former and in minutes would definitely be the latter.

Karin shivered from the sensation. Jean picked up a pair of scissors and began to clip while Karin watched intently. Jean's fingers were very gentle and she was very careful with the scissors as she worked. Soon, a modest pile of clipped hair was on the seat of the chair and Jean ran her fingers over Karin again and again. Karin was getting very aroused from all this contact on these sensitive areas. And Jean knew exactly how to guide her arousal upward. One finger lingered just a moment on the now puffy mound above Karin's still shrouded clit and Karin shivered again and gave an involuntary sign and breathy whimper.

"OK, now a hot towel to soften everything up, then we use the razor." She went to the sink and ran the water very hot and soaked a wash cloth. Jean was already dripping herself from handling Karin's pussy. She found shaving another woman an intense turn on and always made a big deal out of making it last forever. After making sure the clothe wasn't too hot, she carefully applied it. The heat roared through Karin's already tense groin and belly and began to relax her a bit, the nervous tension draining away and an almost overwhelming sensation of erotic heat flowed through her nervous system. After a couple of minutes of patting it and gently moving it around, all quite unnecessary, Jean removed it and spread on shaving cream. Her fingers lingered a bit here and there over the now slightly swollen lips and stroked them, knowing they were now many times more sensitive than when they started. Karin was now fully wet from the inside and her breathing was definitely getting shaky.

"OK?" Karin nodded. A fingertip slid inside the now very swollen lips. Karin looked up and locked eyes with Jean. The finger slowly slid in her vagina to its full length and Karin groaned. The delightful sensation caused her hips to buck and try to drive the finger in deeper. It withdrew a bit. And her hips settled back down, but her pussy cried out at its withdrawal.

Razor now raised, Jean shifted her focus from seducing this eager woman and became very intense as she worked, carefully guiding the new razor over the very sensitive skin. Finally, she pulled the now inflamed red lips out straight, stretching the skin tight, and in several careful swipes, they were cleaned of all trace of hair. Karin's mound followed quickly. The wash cloth removed all the rest of the cream and Jean began to slowly rubbed lotion into the now bare skin to sooth and prevent irritation. The lotion was carefully applied and the stroking and rubbing went on much longer than necessary just to apply it. Karin's breath was tight and her belly was tightening as Jean's fingers found all her hot spots. Her bare pussy felt so much more sensitive than ever before. And Jean's expert manipulation had every nerve in her pussy and belly screaming. She was on fire.

Karin's eyes closed and she sighed and groaned a bit. Please don't stop, her mind was crying to itself, but she was unable to verbalize it for Jean.

"Should I stop?" Jean asked quietly, her fingers still busy, sensing Karin's need to be finished off.

Karin knew she should say no with Heather right outside. Casual sex with a stranger in the bathroom of a store. But it felt so fucking good. And her pussy was clearly in charge at the moment. She was too far gone to just stop. "No. That feels wonderful." Jean responded to Karin's reply by now sliding two of her long fingers and carefully polished and buffed red nails deep into the inflamed cunt. Very slowly, she pumped and watched the strong emotions of lust flicker across Karin's face in reaction. Jean loved to watch her lover's face as she fucked them and her own belly tightened in response to Karin's now uninhibited display. The feeling of power over Karin was overwhelming and she was tingling. The heat of the pussy gripping her fingers in spasms was another immense turn on. Soon, she would experience the moment she craved the most.

Jean slowly leaned down and used her hot tongue to run up and down the now very swollen outer lips. Karin gasped at the touch of the hot wet tongue and groaned loudly. "My god, that's good. Oh, Oh." Jean continued to lick. This was so completely different shaved. Like another ten thousand nerves were now alive. Karin was now almost dripping as she got hotter and hotter.

"I want to eat you."

"Yes, oh yes, eat me. Put your tongue in me. Ohhhhhhh...." Jean complied, driving her long tongue deep inside Karin's now fully inflamed box. As she did, she ran a hand up under her own skirt and pulled her own silk lace panties aside from her own opening and pushed three fingers in as deep as they would go. Her groan was muffled deep in Karin's cunt.

Karin's legs were wrapped over the arms of the chair and she levered her pelvis up again and again to meet the thrusting tongue. Her arms gripped the chair in spastic clenches as Jean's tongue lapped out the copious lubrication now pouring from Karin's deliciously naked pink pussy.

Karin's face was a continuous motion of lust driven contortions as her sex drive kicked into overtime and she began to build rapidly to an orgasm.

Even in her own rapid climb to orgasm, Jean sensed the pending explosion and began to flick Karin's clit with her tongue each time she came up for air.

And then Karin gave a grunt, the breath was driven from her by a massive release as her orgasm took her by storm. Her pelvis mashed her pussy tight against Jean's eager mouth and a wild groan announced her rapidly approaching orgasm to the world. Jean continued to suck on the swollen clit and Karin immediately released again.

"Oh, my...ohmyohohoh.... my..... god. No. No! NO! Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

Jean's hand moved rapidly in an out of her own honey pot and her thumb began to mash her clit and she joined Karin, her own cry a small squeak, lost in Karin's much louder outburst.

It was some minutes before her head cleared. "Oh, was I making a lot of noise?" Her voice was a whisper and her hands were still shaking. She never made sounds when she came.

"A bit. Quite delightful, I can assure you. I like my women noisy. And a bit raunchy."

Karin realized through the continuing fog of her post orgasmic letdown that Jean had just seduced her and was bragging about it. She was in control. And Karin knew it.

She grinned at Karin. "Now, let's try on those silk shorts while your pussy is still delightfully swollen so you get the full effect!" Grabbing a towel, she dried the inflamed pussy after making a point of slipping a slim index finger in full length and then licking it off while Karin stared.

You're still mine, the action said. Karin's pussy screamed for more.

Then Jean slid one leg of the dainty panties up Karin's leg as Karin managed to weakly swing the other onto the floor and begin to stand up. Jean helped her step into the other leg hole and then she pulled the panties up onto Karin's hips. As the silk cupped her pussy, she gave a little sigh. What a delightful feeling! Like a gentle hand gripping her in a bed of feathers. Her pussy was still throbbing from orgasm and the nerves were still alive with remembering the finger just recently inserted. All of these feelings came together between her legs and she felt a bit overwhelmed.

"Walk around a little." Jean gave her a little gentle push with her hand up under Karin's blouse in the small of her back, stretching her control as long as she could.

She walked to the door and back. The silk gripped her naked pussy and pulled gently over the bare skin. She tingled!

"My goodness, that feels completely different! And very nice! Wow, you were right! I'll take five pair!"

Jean laughed. "These are on me, my treat. So you'll think of me when you wear them." She winked.

"Well, I won't forget you, I can tell you that!"

"I hope not."

Jean gave her a hug and, jeans and shoes back on, Karin led them out of the room back into the store. Her face and upper chest were still quite red from her post orgasmic reaction.

"Well?" Heather greeted them as they emerged. "What do you think?" She could see instantly that Jean had seduced her. She wasn't surprised at Jean, maybe a bit a Karin, who was only just beginning to explore her female SO. Jean must have some real moves, she decided. Karin was glowing and not looking the least embarrassed or shy.

"I think the panties are super, a shaved pussy is a real turn on, and I think you two set me up!"

"You're right. Did Jean give you the works?" She was smiling, not quite sure what the works' might actually be in this case.

"You know she did. She was fucking me with her fingers then tongue before I knew what was happening. Is she that good a lover? She sure seduced me quick enough!"

"Don't know. She and I never seem to be attracted to each other, for some reason. But we're great friends. She's a lot of laughs. Now, pick out some stuff so we can see you strut your well laid stuff."

Karin turned to face Heather. "You're not mad that she... that we...?"

"Of course not. Besides, you said you were horny."

"I'll say, but these new panties seem to be making me horny all over again, and it's only been five minutes!"

An hour passed as they picked out many items and tried them on, a pile slowly growing at the counter. Karin kept nervously looking at the size of the pile and finally stopped shopping. She just couldn't let Heather buy all this stuff. She was just about ready to start putting things back on the racks.

"Hey, let's check out the latex collection, like you said." Heather grabbed her arm and pulled her toward the back room."

"Heather, I can't. I mean, it won't be right for me to let you buy me all this stuff. It's going to cost a fortune!"

Heather wrapped an arm around Karin's waist as they walked. "Really, I want to do this. Please just don't worry about it. After all, if we are going to be good friends.." She squeezed Karin hard to emphasize her meaning, "I want you in the sexiest stuff in town. And if you are Jean's good friend, she won't let you wear anything else, if she lets you get dressed at all!"

Heather's squeeze got Karin's mind back on the track it had been on earlier that morning and she began to hope she and Heather could spend time in bed together. The very thought of having Karin lick her now bare pussy sent a shiver down her back and her breath caught. In spite of just having sex a short while ago, she found herself very aroused again. And the slightly swollen outer lips of her pussy were grabbing at the sensuous silk now encasing them and she found herself getting wet again in a rush.

"It's hard, I guess. It's not the way I was raised. The things are really beautiful. I love them. Oh, thank you!" She gave Heather a big hug back. Her life was getting more exciting and more complicated by the minute. For just a minute, she wondered if her boyfriend would enjoy being in bed with both of them while they fucked. And she grew nervous at the thought of even asking Heather. Heather was her's and she didn't want to share her that way! And even as she thought it she knew it was a lie and wondered why she even thought that for a second. But the emotion behind the thought surprised her. Maybe she could ask Jean. The mental memory of Jean's tongue up her twat made her knees grow weak. She wondered if Jean slept with men too.

"OK, that's the end of that. Now..," they passed into the back room and a very faint but distinct smell of latex reached their noses, "where is that merry widow that Jean was talking about? Ah, here they are, and here is your size." She held the very small rubber garment up against Karin.

It appeared to be absurdly small!

Karin ran her hands over the unfamiliar material and felt another type thrill she couldn't explain. The feel of it against the skin of her arms was electrifying! By now, her pussy was simply pulsing with sexual tension, sending a steady throb of energy into her belly and thighs. She couldn't remember ever being on her feet and feeling this turned on. It was all she could do not to force Heather to eat her on the spot. Her crotch was burning and her mind was so full of lust she could hardly think.

"Wow, this stuff really makes me hot! It feels so sexy!"

Heather saw the deep flush of arousal in Karin's face and upper chest again and smiled wickedly as she turned away. "I can see that it's really having a big effect on you, that's for sure! I'm glad we came back in here. Now, go put that on and let me see you."

"I wouldn't think of not trying this on." She hurried off to the changing room. Jean stuck her head in the door and announced she would close the door until they came out, as she had a few other customers in the shop now. The door closed and Heather heard the lock turn. Now they couldn't be interrupted.

Karin slipped off her top and stood for a minute trying to figure out how you put the tiny looking thing on without tearing it. The rubber was very thin, almost like paper, but as she worked with it, she realized it was stronger than it looked. Just as she was about to ask for help from outside, Heather said, "You pull it over your head. It'll stretch out as it goes over you. Take your time and go slow. I can't wear the one piece stuff like that, as my boobs are too damn big to get it over them. You should be perfect."

Karin began to roll it up and position it over her head. "Your tits are not too big. I think they're sensational, especially those wicked nipples. God, Heather, I'm so turned on!"

"Yeah, I know. You smell delicious!" The hot smell of Karin's arousal was now filling the dressing room and spilling out into the showroom. The unmistakeable smell of a woman in heat filled the room sensuously and Heather found herself getting very deeply aroused.

Slowly, but surely, Karin was able to get one arm, then her head and the other arm through, leaving the rubber bunched up above her tits and under her arms. This pressed her somewhat swollen boobs down and out. She gripped the bottom and began to wiggle it over her boobs. She found that by pulling the rubber out, she could stuff one breast, then the other up past the material, leaving her breasts pressed very high on her chest, now gripped firmly by the exotic material, her very visible nipples pointing up as a result of the amazing uplift the material gave her tits. Almost on impulse, she licked each nipple through the smooth material, something she never did to herself regardless of dress. Small electric sparks raced down her tummy. She licked them again for a few seconds, adding to her excitement. Having the extra layer of material over her sensitive nipples only seemed to make them more sensitive to the indirect stimulation. If she was on fire when she walked into the dressing room, now she was practically moaning with sexual excitement.

She began to stretch the smooth rubber into position over her now pinched waist and the very beginning of the flow of her waist to her hips. As it smoothed into place, it firmly but insistently pinched her waist in to a very small size, somehow not being the least uncomfortable, letting her breathe. The elastic feeling of lift on top was supporting and separating her breasts, seeming to hold them up and out even as it held them in such a delightfully tight grip, giving them a lot more apparent volume. They looked a full cup size bigger! She always wanted bigger tits, but never admitted it to herself, as her God given size and teardrop shape that fit everything so nicely, she just rationalized her feelings away every time the thought surfaced. And she would have again, but.....this time.... WOW!

She turned and looked in the mirror and gasped. Her figure looked fantastic, and the feel of the rubber on her skin was sending a constant, unfamiliar but very erotic sensation to her brain. Her new panties were already showing a very big stain from her arousal inside her jeans. She looked so completely awesome, she just stood and stared, turning this way and that. It was the first time she ever felt maybe her hips were an asset and not too damn big. In fact, a definite turn on. And the way Heather went on about them all the time while they were making love, maybe she was right. Her hips were sexy. And God did she love to feel Heather grip the tops of her hips while she drove her tongue as deep into her pussy as possible. She was amazed at how freely she had these thoughts. Fucking another woman's face a month ago would not have been something she would think about when horny. But now....only minutes before in a strangers bathroom....she shivered and felt another flood flow into her pussy. Damn, I'm ruining these nice new panties and I've only had them thirty minutes!

"Hey, stop admiring yourself in there and let me see too."

Karin took a deep breath and stepped out of the room and she began to glow as Heather's eyes widened in open admiration. "Damn, woman, you are SO hot." She took a step toward Karin. The door was locked. They were alone. The mornings activities and now Karin looking so hot were getting to her in a major way.

Karin knew Heather's intent and managed to stop her. "No, not here. Not now. Take me back to your place and fuck me. I'm so hot and bothered I can't believe it. Please, let's pay and go. I want you too." They kissed and their tongues danced in each other's mouth until they broke for air. Their laboured breathing filled the room.

"Now." Heather was almost pleading to fuck her.

"No. Take me home and then do what you want. I'm so ready for you my jeans must be soaked."

Heather ran her fingers over the bulging mons and sure enough, it was damp, even through the tight jeans.

"Get dressed. Let's go." Heather was reaching into the room and picking the discarded top and bra. The bra went into Karin's purse and the blouse slipped over the new top, the fuller appearing breasts somehow making the blouse swell in a way it never had before.

Heather reached over and squeezed each rubber encased breast in a loving manner, eliciting a deep moan from Karin. The swollen nipple inside ached.

"Please, will you get me out of here and fuck me."

"OK, OK, you can't blame a girl for trying!"

"It won't take much to make me change my mind and you know I want you just as much. But not in the store. I just can't." Her little session in the bathroom only an hour before with Jean slipping her mind for the moment.

They unlocked the door and went quickly over to Jean's register counter. Jean already had everything else in the register and packages all boxed and bags.

"One merry widow, please!" Heather was grinning.

Karin's obvious arousal had Jean smiling. "I thought once would keep you, young lady. I was wrong, I see."

"I.. the material is very sexy. I love it."

"Yes, I can see that." She handed Heather back her charge card. While Heather was signing the slip, Jean handed Karin a business card. On the back was her home phone number and the words, "Anytime, any way you want it, I'm your's. Remember, I want you naked and RAUNCHY. Jean" Raunchy was underlined and a carefully drawn mouth with a long protruding tongue was below.

Karin swallowed hard. She just wasn't used to women coming on to her so boldly. She thought of her boyfriend and picked up a slip of paper and wrote, "A mixed threesome?" And pushed it toward Jean.

"Sounds intriguing. Hopefully a filling evening?"

"Definitely." Karin couldn't believe it. She had just invited Jean into a threesome with her and her boyfriend and Jean was accepting. "I'll call you."

"Don't wait too long."

"I won't." Karin felt absolutely light-headed. She had never felt so sexually liberated in her entire life.

They headed out of the store.

"What was that all about?" Heather had her hand in the small of Karin's back, her longest finger and nail down under the waist of Karin's pants, the nail sliding up and down the crack of Karin's ass. Karin's clit tingled at the sensations back there. Her erotic feelings were climbing higher and higher.

They reached the car and opened the doors. The packages in the back, Heather slid into the driver's seat and Karin slid over next to her. As they backed out, Karin gently pulled Heather's long hair from between Heather and the seat and draped it over the seat back. Then, she slid her arm under the hair and over Heather's shoulders, her finger tips resting on the very prominent swell of Heather's left breast.

Her right hand reached over and stroked the underside of Heather's other breast. Karin was amazed as always over the firmness and natural uplift of Heather's tits.

"What do they feel like?" Her fingers wondered over the semi-extended nipple. Heather shivered. She loved to have her tits fondled. Especially her nipples when they got real tight.

"My breasts?" Karin could hear the break in Heather's voice as her nails squeezed the growing nipple bud and she felt very wicked.

Another squeeze on Heather's now greatly swelling nipple answered her and a sent a lightning bolt into Heather's crotch.

"Hey, I can't concentrate when you do that." She paused. Karin squeezed again and Heather knew the only answer was to get back as quick as possible.

"They, well, sometimes they feel really heavy and full. When I get swollen just before my period, they actually hurt. They swell up tight and the skin is very taut, pulling on the nipple. They don't jiggle much, so I don't have to wear a bra much unless I'm out or in class with a lot of guys. My nipples are always (another squeeze) very, very sensitive and I can have nipple orgasms easily. Traci can get me off every time that way."

Karin had never heard of that. "You're kidding. You can have an orgasm just from this?" She began to roll and squeeze the now obscenely long nipple between two fingers through the blouse. Heather answered with a low moan. "Ohhhhhmmmmmm"

"Gosh, that feels nice. Now, stop it till we get back."

Karin ignored her.

Heather's crotch filled with pressure and lava-like heat and she separated her legs a bit to relieve the climbing pressure.

"If I come and we have an accident, you tell the officer what caused it." The last words were very shaky and uneven.

"Do you want to come?" Karin leaned close and began to stroke the top of the other breast while running her tongue over the outline of Heather's right ear.

"It wouldn't take much! God, you are so hot today, Karin!"

"I know. I've never felt so sexed up in my life. All I want to do is fuck. It's all I can think about."

"It must be the latex. You got so hot looking at it!" Heather's voice was a whisper as shivers ran up and down her spin. She was grinding her pussy against the seat. Karin could feel her hips twisting around and knew what she was doing.

"It is. I admit it." The tip of her tongue danced inside Heather's ear and out, fucking her ear, each time, the wet tip plunged deeper and deeper.

"Shit. I can't drive like this. You're driving me nuts."

"Good. Just steer."

Heather pushed harder into the seat. Her inflamed pussy was on fire. Karin's fingers were stretching the nipples out and pulling the already taut skin around them very tight. Heather's chest was so full she could hardly breathe and her nipples were points of sensuous fire. Karin squeezed hard.

"Oh! God! Please don't stop. It feels so goOD!"

Karin reached over to unbutton the blouse.

"We're in the middle of town, for god's sake!" Heather made no move to stop her.

"I want to feel your big, heavy tits in my hands. Gosh, I love your big boobs. I'm a confirmed breast lover for life." The cloth opened and she pulled the blouse out of Heather's jeans, the widespread tits pushed the fabric open and Karin reached inside and cupped the left breast, as always the overflow of flesh more than filling her hand. Its heat amazed her and sent hot flashes to her own groin.

Heather groaned deep in her throat. They pulled up to a light and waited in line. Karin stroked the swollen flesh and began to rub the extended nipple with her nail.

Deep in her belly, Heather felt the first tightening of an orgasm approaching.

"I'm going to cum." It was a tight, tense announcement.

The light changed.

Karin waited for the car to move, but it didn't and then she felt Heather press back hard into the seat and close her eyes. Karin could feel the ripples of spasms in Heather's frame as the orgasm took her uncontrollably.

A horn honked behind them.

"Drive."

Heather was still shaking and her eyes were closed.

Several horns, now were blaring.

"Heather, you've got to drive."

"In a minute. Let me catch my breath. Ohhhhh., that was a nice surprise."

They became suddenly aware of someone standing at the window, leaning down and looking in. A woman. Small and mousy appearing with brown shortish hair. Middle to late thirties.

"Heather? Heather, are you all right dear?"

Heather rolled down the window, and Karin tried to discretely withdraw her hand from Heather's blouse. The woman was looking right at it, but said nothing about it. Nor did she seem to be immediately aware of Heather's rather exposed voluptuous chest, with her blouse hanging open. And there was plenty to see as Karin's retreating hand left the field open for observation.

"Mrs. Fields! I'm...I'm fine. The car stalled and I just got it restarted. We're fine now." Heather lied. The flush on her face and neck was a dead giveaway.

"That's good. See you later!" She gave Karin a smirk, as if to tell her she saw everything and knew exactly what had been going on. Karin blushed bright red.

"Who was that?"

"My landlady! Of all the people to catch us doing this! Oh, shit."

"Do you think she noticed?"

"I don't know. I hope not." Heather's heart sank.

Heather was driving fast now. In only a few minutes, they were back in her apartment, now empty of guests.

"I just can't believe it had to be her!"

"Relax. She didn't say anything. It's none of her business, anyway."

"Yeah, but I have to face her to her pay the rent every month, not you."

"Mail her the check."

"Can't. She has a big ritual over tea. To get to know the tenants better she says."

"Well, when did you last pay the rent?"

"Last Tuesday."

"Then you have almost four weeks for her to forget it all, now,..." Karin began pulling Heather toward the bedroom. " my turn!"

Heather let herself be dragged, but she was still very distracted. Her eyes fell to the wonderful curve of Karin's hips as they flowed out from her waist and into the tight waistband of her jeans. Her breath caught and then she remembered the rubber encased bodice and those now super firm encased breasts waiting to be squeezed and pulled through the rubber and her resistance rapidly faded.

In the room, Karin turned and said. "Let me strip for you."

"OK. Don't take too long. I want to see your bare pussy. And your tits in that tight rubber."

Karin locked eyes with Heather. "I've never had anything, ever even begin to get me hot like this latex. I'm just tingling all over and feel light headed."

"I know that feeling. I have a fetish of my own that makes me feel like that."

"A fetish? You think I have a fetish?" Her hands finished unbuttoning the blouse and she unsnapped her jeans so the blouse would come free easier. Very slowly, with Heather's eyes following every move, she eased first one shoulder, then the other out of the blouse, letting it fall to her hands behind her. With her shoulders back, the crafty moulding of the black rubber pulled the swollen mounds out and up, the very visible nipples pointing upward at a nature-defying angle.

"Yes." Heather's voice was tight. She was very aroused.

"What is your vice, my dear?" Karin walked over and modelled very close to Heather, carefully stepping back when Heather made a move to touch her.

"Not yet. Wait. Then, just take me any way you want. Fuck my brains out."

"Shoes. Open toed high heels."

"What?" The blouse fell to the floor and she eased the zipper down on her pants very slowly, her fingers lingering over her own prominent mons, bulging a bit in her arousal like a man. Her breath was tight and shaky.

"My fetish. It's open toed heels."

"Really. Heather has a shoe fetish?"

"Yeah, but just for those kind. Weird." Heather was on her feet approaching Karin. She couldn't wait any longer.

Karin made a long, big deal over sliding the jeans over first one hip, then the other.

"Like my hips, honey?" She stroked the side of Heather's face.

"God, yes. You are such a fucking sex pot. I want to eat you."

"Hurry now, my lover. I want to fuck your face."

Heather dropped to her knees and eased the jeans down to the floor. The new silk panties were darkly stained with the copious flow of Karin's very aroused cunt. Heather ran her hands down from the rubber clenched waist, over the hips and down the firm lightly muscled brown thighs, hooking her index fingers in the waist of the silk lace french cut panties and pulling them down.

The freshly shaved pink lips were swollen with arousal and pulled open and were glistening with damp, exposing the darker red opening of Karin's vaginal opening.

Heather had never eaten a shaved pussy before, so she took her time licking the smooth flesh and held Karin to her face with a firm grip on each cheek from behind. At the touch of Heather's tongue, Karin's hips began involuntarily in jerks, thrusting against Heather's face, trying to drive the tongue inside. Always just missing as it darted here and there.

Karin's knees got weaker and weaker as she struggled to stand upright. Her belly was on fire and her pussy was practically screaming at her brain to put something up it. And just as she thought she could stand no more, Heather slid her tongue as far into Karin as she could, wiggling the tip around and around in the dark hole of pleasure.

Karin grabbed the back of Heather's head and pressed it firmly into her pussy. The hot tongue drove into her and she screamed out her pleasure. "Oh, got that is SO GOOD! Fuck me. FUCK ME!!" It was an urgent demand for release. A flood of lubrication poured into Heather's waiting mouth and she struggled to keep up, the intense arousal of Karin's pussy almost overwhelming Heather's ability to control the action.

Heather reached up and pushed Karin back onto the bed and then picked up her legs and placed them on her shoulders. Karin needed no further urging, but locked her ankles behind Heather's head and began to hump back against Heathers plunging tongue.

"Yes! Fuck it! Deeper. Oh, god. Oh, god. Fuck me you bitch! Fuck Me. FUCK ME!!" Each in time to the rhythm of her hips against the whip of pleasure probing her insides.

The orgasm rose like a wave of burning heat in her brain, her belly going solid with tension. Her back bent against the sheets and her head drove back and lifted her clear of the bed. Her brain was totally focused on the coming explosion and her nervous system rushed her into the funnel of lust in a mist of heat and stars, her body giving a great shudder. Her hands grabbed the loose sheets and gripped them with white knuckles as the explosion went on and on pushing her deeper and deeper into the tunnel, finally blacking her out with a great gasp and groan.

Heather continued to lick and clean the engorged naked pussy until the orgasm subsided, then quickly took off her own clothes and climbed on the bed next to Karin and took her in her arms and began to stroke and hold her. She pushed her hair away from her face and began to kiss her face and neck tenderly. It was some minutes before Karin came to and began to whimper in Heather's arms.

"Oh, honey. That was unbelievable." It was a weak whisper. Heather moved up to her ear and began to run the hot, wet tip in and out of Karin's ear canal. Karin gave a mighty shiver.

"You like?"

"Ummmmm. Fantastic. I've never passed out before." She pushed her tongue deep into the ear and fucked it for a minute, then began to lick her neck. Karin moved back into the voluptuous tits, now flattened against her side and back. Their heat flowed through somehow into her belly and she moved sensuously against the delicious erotic cushion of flesh.

"No? You should stop by more often." Heather responded after a bit.

"I'll plan on it." And then, "God, your tits feel good like this. I just never imagined ever that sleeping with a woman was going to have all these new feelings."

Heather held her for a while longer, rolling her front against Karin's back enough for the sensations of the pulling on her nipples to tighten her crotch. She felt her clit extend out of its hood.

"Shoes? That's not what I thought you'd say." Karin was in a dreamy place. The glow of her recent vigorous orgasm still floated in her mind and she could still feel the very real sensation of Heather's hot tongue deep inside her. Her thighs clenched a bit as the nerves reminded her over and over of the sensations. Karin knew from experience that she could sometimes still experience the intimate sensations of sex for hours afterward. Heather holding her close and still making gentle love to her was making the sensations linger much stronger than anything she had experience before and she was just floating along, loving it. She hoped it would last a long time. She turned so Heather could fuck her ear some more. Her breath was ragged again and her nostrils were flared as she tried to breath against her tightening chest.

"Oh, that. Yeah, stupid shoes! Can you believe it?"

"I'll know what to wear when you come to my party. Hey, I forgot to tell you. Three weeks from now, I'm having a party. Can you come?" Idiot, she thought! Just let her make love to you. This was sooooooo nice.

Heather continued to stroke the rubber covered breasts with her finger tips. The nipples hardened again under the tight material and the bumps began to get extra attention. Heather took each one in turn and squeezed and twisted it back and forth, pulling it out and stretching the rubber and flesh underneath. Karin gave a gasp of pleasure. "Sure. I have to double check my calendar, but I don't have any projects due then and no tests that I know of. Who's coming?" It stuck both of them that they were carrying on a pretty unsexy conversation in the middle to making love. But it didn't seem to be interfering with either of their increasing arousals and they kept on talking between moans, gasps and kisses.

"Umm, a bunch of friends. And a guy I want to fix you up with." Karin suddenly focused on what she just said so casually and was afraid to wait for the response to that. She didn't turn and face Heather, but waited.

"A guy? What's he like?" Her tongue went back inside Karin's ear, not missing a beat.

Well, she didn't say no right away.

Karin turned and looked into Heather's eyes. "He's an old high school friend, just out of the Army. He's real nice and into computers. Cute too." And reputed to be a great fuck, she thought to herself.

"I've never had much experience with guys. It might not work out very well." Heather lifted herself up on an elbow and gave Karin's left nipple a very vigorous twist.

"Ouch! Easy honey." Karin rubbed her tender nipple. It burned and she had to admit, her pussy was just brimming again from all the stimulation her chest was getting. "Just go with the flow. No pressure. Hey, the way you handle yourself in bed, I don't think you need to worry much in that area. Look at me, I'm ready to just attack you again. And as for the rest, just give yourself a chance to get to know him. Don't push. And if it doesn't work, it doesn't work. Hell, it's just a party." She pulled Heather down on her and the now mated breasts flowed against each other and the heavy pressure on their ribs caused a flood of pleasant sensations to flow into their bellies.

"I guess. Hey, what did you think I was going to say? I love to feel your chest press on me like this. Like two very firm, hot pillows. Wonderful." She was purring into Heather's ear.

"Me too. Well, I thought you'd say no to the date. I thought your SO is pretty much fem lesbian exclusively."

"No, to the fetish thing. What did you think I was going to say?"

"Hypnotism." Karin searched Heather's face. Shit, she didn't mean to talk about all the stuff Traci had shared with her earlier. She had forgotten. She slipped her thigh between Heather's and began a gentle rocking pressure on Heather's pussy, Heather spreading her thighs a bit to allow more direct contact on her now erect clit, which flattened against Karin's skin until it pointed up at their bellies.

Heather breathed hard and kissed Karin in a deep French kiss, pulling back as her orgasm approached and her hips began to twitch and thrust down on Karin's thigh.

She lifted herself almost involuntarily up from Karin, her head back, arms straight holding herself off the bed, her long permed dark hair spread over her back in a carpet of tangled coils. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened and she shuddered, again and then again. Her oversized breasts still covered most of Karin's and Karin could feel the mini-spasms ripping through Heather as the heavy breasts bounced on her hard nipples.

"Darling, I'm going to.....Unh.....Unh...." It rolled up her belly and exploded in her brain, a thin trickle of wet drained down Karin's bare thigh, "cum!" It was a high pitched squeak as the wind was driven from her by the tension gripping her chest and belly.

Karin was thrilled to see her lover explode in front of her, so easily and so obviously enjoying herself completely. So relaxed and giving. She gathered up a firm breast and with effort pulled a tender, extended nipple deep in her mouth and sucked hard while she rolled the other one between two fingers. Heather continued to orgasm, the first winding down, then a second flooded her nerves and she grunted her pleasure, unable to speak. Again and again Heather rolled from one orgasm to another until it was Heather who passed out and relaxed down on top of Karin.

Karin stroked her back and hair, her thigh still stroking the extended girl-cock of a clit trapped there. Heather gave several sighs and trembled. Karin could never, ever remember feeling so completely relaxed or sexy as she held her new female lover tightly in her arms. Maybe I'm really a lesbian? She thought for a moment. This just feels to totally RIGHT!

Heather moaned in her ear.

"Wow, you give as good as you get!"

"I'm glad." She grabbed Heather's tail and squeezed the tight buns, pressing her clit down even harder on her leg.

"Hey! Give me a minute! I'm too sensitive right now."

She rolled off Karin.

"Sorry!"

"Don't apologize. Normally, I just go on and on. Must be getting to be.."

"Don't say it." Karin held a finger to Heather's lips.

"I was going to say too old!"

They both laughed. Heather stroked Karin all over for a while and they just lay there and enjoyed the smell of each other's hair and pussies, the gently erotic musk filling the room and bed.

"Hey, why hypnotism?" Heather had just remembered from out the misty fog of her recent lust.

Karin thought of how to answer. She decided to tell all. "Well, before we left, Traci and I had coffee and she...."

"When?"

"Before we left. You were still hypnotized."

"What! Are you saying that...."

"This morning, anyway Traci told me all about it. Now, let me tell you first before you start in with a bunch of questions I probably can't answer anyway." And Karin proceeded to relay the information that Traci had given her while Heather fell silent.

Heather was amazed, and a bit crestfallen. "So that's how we all ended up in such a mess. Did Traci say how she wanted you to help us get out of it?"

"No. We left then." Karin ran her hands over her bodice again. "One more time lover." She rolled onto Heather and began to suck on a tender nipple.

In spite of the distraction of learning that the hypno business was a lot more complicated, Heather immediately found her mind fully concentrated on the heat now pouring out of Karin's mouth and tongue and into her nipple and breast. "Oh, that's nice. Turn around honey. I want to eat your naked pussy again. Can you stay the night?"

Karin felt her stomach jump and then Heather's tongue plunged into her. Her gasp and tremor told Heather her answer. The two women locked their legs around each other's heads and the fleeting hours of the afternoon and evening were spent there in the bed in total bliss as they licked and sucked each other to repeated orgasm. It was very late when they fell asleep in each other's arms, still locked in an inverted embrace.



Sherry sat there crying. It was ten o'clock on Sunday morning and Heather had just asked her if she had ever hypnotized her.

"Yes. I'm sorry I lied. I. I just get such a total kick out of watching someone go under. Like a drug. Please forgive me." She wept. She could loose Heather and she didn't want that.

Karin sat and kept silent. Obviously Sherry cared for Heather. It was obvious from how Sherry looked at her and how upset she now was. Damn, this girl was too much. She watched Heather and was struck by how tender she was. Karin knew she'd be furious and be throwing things. She knew Heather was upset, but she was, well, trying to understand and not do anything rash.

"Did you ever have sex with me while I was under?" Wow. A bomb of a question if she ever heard one. In other words, did you ever rape me?

"No, never, I swear. I never touched you. I just gave you the post hypnotic instruction, and then woke you up. And you know the rest."

"You just did it for the rush you get?"

"Yes. It gets me so turned on I think I'll explode with excitement. I think I'm addicted to doing it to people." She was wiping away the tears. Her eyes were red.

"What are we going to do?" Heather asked.

Sherry looked up hopefully. Heather hadn't thrown her out of her life. Yet. She pulled her long, thick mane of honey blonde hair around and eased off the ties it was in. It spilled down her front. Heather loved her hair and she hoped it would somehow help for her to see it.

Heather watched her, torn between her anger and her friendship, and, yes, her lust for this beautiful blonde.

"Damn! How am I ever going to trust you? That's what I want to know." Heather looked over at Karin, who was still staying silent. Karin looked at the floor. She shouldn't be here listening to this. Heather had insisted she stay.

"Sherry, I was attracted to you the first second I saw you. I'm still attracted to you even now. But I'm very hurt."

"I'm so sorry. Please forgive me."

"I believe you. But I may be hurt for a while. I need your help to get all of us out of the hypno thing. Will you do it?"

"Yes. Anything." She was so happy. She ran her thick hair through her fingers and expertly flipped it to the other side of her neck in a practised move. She had hair flipping down to a real science and practised constantly in a mirror to learn to get each and every effect she wanted. And with this thick mane, she could practically want you to fuck her without every opening her mouth or touching you. She began to work on Heather in a casual way. She wasn't sure Heather was even paying attention, at least at first.

Karin was another story. Karin was fascinated to watch Sherry playing with her hair and admired the effects she could create. And how very, very sexy it was all of a sudden. Sherry looked over with red rimmed eyes and smiled at her new found audience. She had only just met Karin and immediately knew she'd like her. She turned back to Heather and spilled her hair down over her breasts like a waterfall.

She knew the tips of her nipples would poke through and that's all. She was braless under the t-shirt and her tight nipples would be all that poked through the yellow layer of hair.

Heather was far too distracted to notice. But Karin was being seduced and felt herself getting very turned on looking at those nipples peaking through the hair. And her mind quickly turned to thoughts of pulling one of them into her mouth. A night of passion with Heather was not enough to satisfy her, it was becoming apparent.

Heather announced she was going to make some coffee and toast and wanted to be alone for a few minutes. She left the room and Karin and Sherry locked eyes. Karin licked her lips and found her mouth dry with tension and looked away, blushing beautifully.

Sherry's eyebrow went up as she homed in on this obviously very horny girl sitting only a few feet away. Even as she did, she found herself thinking that everything here might turn out much better than she could have hoped even ten minutes ago.

"Your hair. It's really beautiful." Karin managed to get out very softly.

"Thank you. Your's too. It's a nice cut. You could let it grow out long and it'd be really hot."

"I was thinking about that yesterday. About getting it to grow out. How do you keep it so shiny? It's really spectacular."

"My secret! And lots and lots of TLC."

"I'll bet." Karin looked deep into Sherry's eyes. Sherry was smiling.

"You must think I'm weird to be involved in this hypnotism stuff." Sherry modulated her voice carefully. It became soft, calm, and, for some reason, very relaxed.

"No, not weird. I've never had any experience with it thought. It turns you on?" Karin noticed the change in Sherry's voice, but continued to watch her hair.

"Yes. Big time. No, more than big time. It's overwhelming." Sherry admitted, working her voice, watching Karin's eyes. They were following her hair as she moved it. "I. I really love to do it any chance I get." Sherry was already getting wet between the legs as she lured Karin into the trance. She continued the slow, regular movements of her hair.

Karin remembered the latex merry widow now tucked in her handbag and the overwhelming sensation of lust it gave her and understood what Sherry was talking about. Her eyes continued to follow the sway of the golden locks. She felt so relaxed. The beautiful luster of the hair held her.

"Karin, are you feeling more relaxed now?"

"Yes, very relaxed."

"Follow the sound of my voice. You are feeling very relaxed, more and more you just want to relax and listen to my voice." Sherry felt her nipples harden and a thrill went down her back. Karin was her's now. Sherry continued to speak, so soothingly that Karin felt herself ooze toward that place of peace in the middle of that voice.

"You are almost totally relaxed now." Karin was finding it hard to follow the glistening hair. Her eyes felt so heavy.

"Your eyes are very, very heavy and you just can't keep them open."

"I can't keep them open." Karin felt so relaxed. Her eyes closed.

"You are now totally relaxed and will listen to the sound of my voice." Sherry was trembling as the girl went under and she took complete control. Her hand left her hair and slid down into her pants and she began to finger herself rapidly. She was so hot, only moments were going to be required to do the trick. She felt the tightening of her stomach as her orgasm approached. In spite of her excitement, she slowed her hand down and continued to talk to Karin. Knowing that Heather could return at any moment and finding Karin hypnotized would surely ruin any chances of being Heather's friend again, she knew she had to bring Karin back quickly.

Her and stroked the now rigid clit under her panties. Sparks were shooting into her pussy and she knew her underwear was soaked.

"Karin, whenever you hear me say the word quickey' to you, you will come with me and want to have sex with me. When you awake, you will not remember hearing me say this to you. Do you understand."

Karin's voice was soft but clear. "Yes. I understand. I will come to you and want sex."

"You will want sex with me very badly."

"Yes, I will want sex with you."

Sherry's hand picked up the pace and she felt the orgasm grow at the root of her spine and then her fingers mashed down on her clit, slid past and then she pushed two fingers of cotton panties deep into her soaked pussy. She groaned softly as her hips slammed down on the sofa cushion in a spasm. Her hips jerked again and again and her breathing stopped. Somewhere in the back of her exploding brain, she was thinking that hypno sex was better than anything she could every have imagined. Knowing that yet another woman was going to be feasting between her legs at every possible opportunity was overpowering. That she was in complete, total control.

Her breathing was still ragged. But she had to get Karin back. She heard the toaster pop in the kitchen.

"Karin, you will remember noting about this. I will count backwards from five very slowly and at each number, you will become more and more awake."

"Yes."

"Five, you can feel yourself becoming less sleepy."

"Four, you can open your eyes now."

Karin's eyes opened slowly and she blinked lazily.

"Three, you are becoming awake."

"Two, you are almost awake."

"One, you are fully awake now."

Karin blinked again and looked around. Sherry had pulled her wet fingers out of her pussy and was holding her hair just as Karin remembered.

Heather came into the room, a cup of tea in one hand and a plate heaped with toast in the other. She sat next to Sherry on the sofa. "There's plenty of hot water and the cups are out. Coffee is made and tea bags are in the canister next to the sink. I'm starved."

In spite of the smell of toast and tea, Heather immediately picked up the unmistakable smell of Sherry's lubrication still damp on her hand.

"A bit horny this morning, are we?"

Sherry was still blushing from her orgasm. "I. I woke up horny, as always." Which was usually true.

"You should have told me. I could have helped you with that." Heather offered.

"Not likely. You were furious at me."

"Well, I'm over that. You can't help it if you have a hypno fetish thing." She smiled at Sherry and Sherry knew all was forgiven.

Karin was finding it to focus in on the conversation, for some reason. Like she had just woken up from a deep sleep and felt partially out of touch. She reached over and picked up a piece of toast and began to munch, realizing how hungry she was. A night of intense sex had left her ravenous.

Heather looked over and smiled at Karin.

"Now, let's get the hypno stuff over. Put me under and remove the code words you planted. We'll start with me. Then, we get Janet to change the words she is using with Traci and not let you know what they are. Then, we get Janet to put you under and remove the code words she is using on you.

"Um, that's OK." Sherry said. "Actually, it excites the hell out of knowing that Janet has all this sex with me and I don't know it."

"You are? Excited by it? But you don't even remember it!"

"Yes, but you know how I feel about her. Maybe some day she really will want to have sex with me without the hypnosis and we can try being more than just employer/employee."

Heather looked doubtful, but said, "OK, suit yourself. Personally, I think you should stop it and tell her now how you feel."

"I want to, you know that, but I'm afraid I'll loose her."

"Well, you don't exactly have a relationship now, I mean, other than they hypno sex."

"True. I don't know. Let me think about it."

"OK, put the toast down and put me under. No code words. Do it with the charm."

Sherry was already reaching for her hair when she remembered that she had already lured Karin with that trick. Heather's insistence on the charm technique was a nice save for her. She pulled it out of its little pocket in her pocketbook by her feet.

Heather relaxed back into her seat, turned to she could face Sherry.

Sherry modulated her voice and began to speak. After a few seconds, she began to swing the charm back and forth.

Karin heard the sudden change in Sherry's voice and it made her feel funny. Like something she had heard her do a few minutes ago. She continued to eat her toast and watched as the feeling passed.

In only moments, Heather began to slide under. Sherry gave a shiver and at the movement Karin turned to watch her. Her face was flushed and her lips glistened for her licking them. From this side view, Karin could see that Sherry's right nipple was rock hard and tenting her thin blouse. Sherry was obviously very excited, just like she said she got. And Karin felt her own arousal tingle between her legs. Watching Sherry take such complete control over Heather was exciting. Sherry was exciting. Her eyes stayed rivetted on the now heaving chest, the nipple a hard eraser against the clothe.

Heather was almost completely under now and Sherry felt the urgent need to get off again. Her clit was on fire and rock hard against her still very damp panties.

Sherry glanced over at Karin and saw where her attention was. She could feel the tightness of the nipple as it pulled the firm skin of her breast tightly. She bit her lip trying to restrain herself, but failed and give in to the moment.

"Karin."

"Yes"

"I think it's time for a quickey." Sherry said gently. Heather's eyes closed and Sherry was trembling.

Karin felt as though a wave of erotic heat swept over her body. She found herself wanting to have sex with Sherry in such a bad way. But she hardly knew her and it held her back for a moment. But the sexual tension between her legs grew in an ever expanding wave and she found herself getting off the chair and walking the few steps to Sherry.

"I....."

Sherry smiled and pulled her down and kissed her. "I know. I want you to do it to me. I want you to eat me. Please eat me."

Karin was trembling as she reached without hesitation for the snap on Sherry's jeans. Sherry stood and the jeans were off in a flash. The now darkly stained panties slipped free under Karin's eager fingers and fell from her slim thighs and joined the jeans. Her dark bush was presented to Karin and she leaned in and began to lick at the top of Sherry's inflamed and very wet slash. Sherry sighed, her tight belly spasm and she shivered again.

Two at once! She was almost overwhelmed with a wave of lust and felt an orgasm starting immediately, a tidal wave between her legs that wasn't going to be held back.

NO! Not so soon! She fought to hold it off just a bit longer, but her back bowed and her mane of golden hair hung down in a wonderful waterfall past her tail. Her mouth hung open and she trembled uncontrollably as the hot tip of Karin's tongue now began to lash her clit, sending her over the edge into the pool of lust waiting there to take her, the release crashing through her. "Ahhhhhh....!" And then, she rolled swiftly from the first orgasm and began another, even more intense. Her knees gave way and she sank onto the sofa, Karin's eager hands now firmly gripping Sherry's rock hard cheeks, pulling Sherry's plush pussy hard against Karin's mouth. Whatever lack of experience Karin had with women, she was making up for with pure energy and frantic activity.

Karin was now exploding with the need to tongue fuck Sherry. No matter how deeply she plunged her tongue up inside her, she tried to get in deeper. She chewed on the puffed lips, sucking them deep inside her mouth. Sherry groaned wildly and flung her long legs around Karin's ears and locked her heels just as another orgasm hit. The involuntary reaction lifted her tail clear of the sofa cushion as she supported herself with her arms over the back of the sofa. Her hair hung down behind her to the floor as her head bent back over the sofa. Unable to stop herself, Karin's tongue went in even deeper. Hypno sex had always been extra good, but with Karin to service her just as Heather went under, Sherry was on an all time high, with no signs of her lust abating. It went to another high as Karin released her grip on Sherry's buns and reached up under Sherry's blouse and firmly grabbed her tits and rolled the nipples savagely between her thumbs and fingers. Sherry's very tender nipples seemed to become white hot pokers and the heat poured through Sherry's chest. She was on fire everywhere, but especially in her mind as, incredibly, her arousal grew instead of being satisfied.

Even as she was fucking Sherry so eagerly, somewhere in Karin's mind she wondered at what was happening to her to behave like this. Like some wanton whore. But this sudden and continuing overwhelming need to suck Sherry's pussy drove the thought from her mind. Almost unnoticed, one hand reached between her own legs and began to rub her now very inflamed clit, her hips swaying to the electric tingles spreading through her belly. Sherry tasted different than Heather and she wondered if all women would also.

Sherry began to pant as the next orgasm built up but this time she just wouldn't, or couldn't, come. Her overloaded nervous system kept her climbing higher and higher and she was now pounding the sofa with an arm as involuntary nerves in her whole body began to short out.

Karin tore open her own pants and two eager fingers slipped inside her now totally open, naked pussy. They filled her up and she groaned as she pumped wildly, her arm a blur. The heat and thickness between her legs flowed over her belly and chest and she exploded, her scream into Sherry's sopping pussy lost in Sherry's belly. But it was enough to push Sherry into an orgasm more intense than anything she had ever experienced. She stopped being able to breath and her brain exploded with pleasures beyond her imagining. Floating on a seemingly red hot cloud of lust, she groaned and passed out, her tail slowly lowering onto the cushion, Karin trying to follow her down with her mouth still firmly sucking at the swollen flesh under her lips.

Her own release came moments after, calming down her lust. Karin caught her breath and finally pulled back and surveyed the scene through dazed eyes. Sherry was completely open to her, her sopping pussy lips full and open, exposing the deep, tight pussy that lay just beyond. Heather still sat on the end of the sofa in a deep hypnotic trance.

And as suddenly as she had felt the need to fuck Sherry come over her, she calmed and took stock. Finally, too embarrassed at her own actions, she pulled her pants back up and snapped the. She left a quick note to Heather and left it on the bed. Then, she headed for the door to go home and get some rest. For the first time in her life, she felt totally satisfied sexually. As she passed by the half naked Sherry, her hair still spilling down the back of the sofa, her legs spread, her breathing still ragged, she scooped up the beautiful hair, held it for a moment and admired its silky feeling, then she carefully placed it down over Sherry's front. Finally, she leaned down and kissed Sherry on the cheek. "I don't know what you do to me, but that was just unbelievable. I LOVED it." And she let herself out, being sure the door locked behind her. She sat in the car a long time composing herself. One thing she decided for certain. Sex with women was not only different, but exhausting. Three different women in only twenty four hours. If she had done that with men, her friends would call her a slut. Did it make a difference? Funny, she thought as she drove off, maybe I'm a nympho! And laughed to herself. At least I'm finally have some decent sex for once. She found Jean's card in her purse and already knew she'd call her today. As she drove home, she wondered just what it would feel like to have her boyfriends hot dick up her pussy (or even her ass - she let herself think) and have Jean licking her naked clit and sucking her tits. She shivered and had to take a cold shower when she got home to calm herself down. A new world was opening up for her and she felt strangely excited and a bit out of control as she rushed into it.

Sherry woke up and realized what a mess the place was. She quickly pulled on her pants, stuffing her soaked underwear into her pocketbook. Karin was no where to be seen and she decided she must have left. Too bad, she thought. I wanted to tell her how hot she had been and how great she was down there between my legs. And grinned, knowing she could have a repeat just about any time she wanted.

Finally she plopped down in front of Heather. "Heather can you hear me?"

"Yes." It was from far away, a little girls voice. Sherry suddenly felt very protective and carefully gave Heather the instructions to forget all past suggestions, and to remember nothing of the session. Finally, she slowly woke her up.

As Heather blinked the daze from her eyes, Sherry carefully refilled Heather's cup with hot tea to disguise the length of time that had passed.

"Oh, Karin had to run. She said to be sure to thank you again for the shopping yesterday and said she'd call you later in the week." Sherry lied. She knew they had been shopping and didn't know herself if anything else had gone on, but she suspected it had, since Karin was there when she arrived.

"Oh, I missed her. Too bad. So, no more post-hypnotic suggestions planted up here?" Heather tapped the side of her head, smiling.

"Nope, clean as a whistle. Now I'll just have to get my kicks seducing you the hard way!"

"Like THAT's ever been a problem for you. You know you make me hot." Heather stroked her hair and the side of her face.

"I'm sorry about how I messed things up. I'm glad it's out in the open and all taken care of now." Sherry leaned against Heather and felt her hot breath on her neck and ear intoxicating. The tip of Heather's tongue followed. Sherry sighed with contentment.

They got up and headed for the bedroom, hand in hand. It would be the end of the week before all the post-hypnotic suggestions were removed from Sherry by Janet, and Janet changed her trigger word for Traci.

Sherry eased Heather's blouse off the magnificent set of tits so proudly displayed in front of her and bent to begin to suck on them. Heather was almost about to cum for the third time when the phone rang.

"Heather?"

"Ummmmmmm...yes.....Ummmmmm....hi, Traci...Ohhhh!"

"Are you fucking?"

"Oh, god YES!"

"I'll call back later."

"No. Yes! Yes...Ummmm"

"Well, will you stop long enough to hear some exciting news?"

"I. Yes." She gasped into her hand and stifled another moan as Sherry began to feed her long tongue back up into her pulsing vagina. A thumb began to eagerly press on her ass, demanding entrance. Heather lifted her hips a bit to give Sherry clear access. She loved fingers and toys up her ass.

"You are going to have a show in London! The dealer there loved your work and wants to take twenty or so works on consignment. You're on your way!" Traci was very excited for her.

"That's.....GREAT!" A thumb and long red nail disappeared up her tail and began to press on the fingers now working the inside of her very juicy pussy. The pressure was causing ripples of tension to flow over her belly and she felt the orgasm pushing Traci's voice out of her head.

"I have to leave on Sat to set everything up. If we do well, you may have to come over to meet your new customers." Traci was so excited.

Heather shuddered, desperately trying to forestall the inevitable. "That's great. Oh, honey, I'm SO excited!" A gross understatement. She lifted a leg, then the other and let them fall in a wide vee up over her ears to the headboard, locking them under the brass rail on top. A favorite position when doing herself with a fat dildo, it tightened her belly and made her orgasms incredibly intense.

"Me too. I'll call you later when I have more information. Dinner tonight for sure. Can you come?"

"Oh, YES!" And the orgasm tore the voice from her and she began to tremble and shake s her control was ripped from her. The phone fell on the pillow next to her ear, cutting of the load moans that filled the room.

"Great. Later, then lover." And Traci rung off. Heather never heard her.

(To Be Continued.......)

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