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Story 29 - HEATHER AND HER ADVENTURES - BY "RAMAPO" [F/F] parts 1 / 4
PART 1
Well, it wouldn't be long now, Heather thought. She pulled the towel out from around her and stood in front of the long mirror on the wall. To say she was stunning was an understatement. Long dark hair with a body perm spilled over her shoulders and half way down her back. Thick and full, as it brushed her skin, she could feel her arousal starting just from its feel on her back.
She had one of those body types that some would argue was too skinny, but slight was a better word. Her thinness did all the more to show off her very large, full breasts. High breasted, with nipples that stood out even when not aroused, tonight, they were beginning to extend at the mere thought of Janet coming over for the night. Her breasts were even more remarkable in that there was still not the slightest hint of sag, in spite of their size. Usually she dressed to tone down her shape, but tonight, she wanted Janet to notice her shape.
She scanned down over a flat, hard belly to the dark, thick pubic hair that covered her cunt. It lay in a mat and she idly ran her fingers through it to pull it out to it's fullest. It was as thick as her hair and continued between her legs and when she walked without panties on, she could feel it brush between her legs and it always excited her.
God, everything excited her. Since she was fifteen years old, she found out that practically anything touching her skin was enough arouse her. The first time she had an orgasm was walking to high school with her first pair of pantyhose on. The friction between her legs as she walked on that cold winter day set her clit tingling. It rose, as it always did, and tried to poke out between her cunt lips but was stopped by the nylon fabric. Already wet, it rubbed gently against the fabric, giving her what felt like tiny electric shocks each time a leg swung forward. At the end of three blocks, she was breathing hard and could feel her nipples tight against the bra strapping down her now swollen breasts. In the middle of the street, it hit her and she almost passed out as the orgasm started between her legs and passed up her body. She grabbed the light pole on the opposite side just in time as a second orgasm ripped through her, more powerful than the first. Out of breath, she let her head clear and realized what had just happened. And frankly loved it. By the time she got to school, she had three more and had to go to the girls room to dry herself.
From that moment on, she had found that many things could bring her to orgasm. She experimented over every part of her body and spent many a night in her room while studying, rubbing this or that to see what effect it had. One night, as she wrote out a homework assignment, her thumb and index finger on the other hand had idly slipped inside her blouse and began rubbing her nipple. Her nipples always felt as though they were connected to her clit with an electric wire. A couple of good squeezes and she got wet. A few more and her clit extended. A few more and she was breathing hard and within a minute, she came. That night, she wasn't really aware that she was feeling herself up until she stopped writing for a moment and realized she was hot and getting more worked up by the moment. As her fingers tightened on her tit, the sparks began to fly and she began to grunt slightly as the waves of pleasure began to hit her full force. A moment later her back straightened and then curved back and she pulled the blouse from her shoulders to expose her breasts to the coolness of the room. The other nipple hardened immediately and she traded hands and began pulling on both of the nipples, teasing them up to even greater lengths. This night they never stood any taller and were extended almost two inches, like small penises. She pulled them straight out and twisted them back and forth. It hit like a wave and passed through her cunt and belly. She slumped forward on the desk. As usual, the next day she got an A on the test. It never hurts to be fully relaxed!
Boys, well, they never noticed her much, amazingly. She was not a good dresser at this point in her life, not having any sisters for an example, and never quite mastered makeup until college when a roommate, Betty, who was a genus at it showed her how to select what was right for her and how to put it on.
Her friend, Betty, was quiet girl from a nice town somewhere in the mid-west who came to college to find a husband. Basically a plain person with a nice face and very slim figure, she was inexperienced, to say the least. While putting on makeup, they started talking about boys and sex and soon Heather realized that Betty never masturbated. It was amazing to her. They worked on the makeup and soon Heather had to admit that the effect was pretty impressive. They were having such a good time that she suggested they share the room that night, since Heather's roommate had flunked out. Betty was enthusiastic and went to get some things. Heather left the makeup on and slipped on a French cut nighty that she had bought on a bet before she left home. It lifted her already jutting breasts even more and held them on a platform of sensuous lace. The nipples were just barely covered and were pushing at the material. Heather could feel her breath tighten as the door opened and Betty came back in.
She stood looking at Heather and said "God, you're beautiful."
Heather blushed at the compliment and went over to lock the door. Betty couldn't take her eyes off her.
A bottle of wine appeared and they began to take up where they had left off, talking about boys and sex. Particularly about sex. Betty changed into a two piece nighty with a G-string bottom. Her slight figure had trouble filling the top.
Her bottom was tight and when she leaned over to pick up her clothes, a pink asshole presented itself to Heather, who had a sudden urge to lick it. She had never touched another girl there, but the urge was strong and surprised her.
Betty kept looking at Heather's breasts and finally said. "You've got the best boobs I've ever seen. The nipples are so red and long. The guys must be all over you on dates." She wet her lips as she said this.
"I rarely date. Most guys never notice me. I have trouble getting their attention and keep to myself pretty much." And beside, she thought, it's always the girls who get me hot and bothered anyway. I guess I'm bi, maybe even a lesbian. The thought wasn't disturbing to her. She just accepted that it was who she was. Her Mom and Dad had never said anything to her, other than she ought to get out more. She wondered if they knew. Of course they knew. Parents are either completely blind, or they don't miss a trick. Her's never missed anything, as she knew. Yes, they knew. God, Betty's ass looks good in that outfit.
The wine was disappearing and now Heather suddenly said. "I can't believe you've never masturbated."
"It's always scared me. I get all hot and start feeling like I need to make noises and then I get afraid that someone will hear and I just lay there until the feeling goes away. I just think about something else." Her eyes were on Heather's bushy cunt.
"Well, we're here alone and everyone else on the floor all around me either flunked out or is home for the weekend. Want to give it a try, I mean, just between friends? You can moan all you want!"
She moved over to Betty and sat next to her on the bunk. Betty just looked at her and finally her eyes fell to Heather's breasts.
"You can touch them if you want." Heather said softly.
Betty looked up, startled. "I.."
"It's OK. I've watched you looking at them all night. I wanted you to. You don't think its weird or anything to want to touch other people, do you? I certainly don't think it's wrong to get hot for someone once in a while."
Betty drank her wine, her eyes on Heathers protruding nipples, finally putting it down. "Would you show me how you masturbate?"
Heather was already doing it. A finger was slowly moving over her nipple, teasing it. It already was up three quarters of an inch and rising. Betty stared, her eyes round with amazement. A gently squeeze and pull and it was out past an inch.
"God, that's beautiful, and amazing. Mine are so small." She breathed, her eyes hard on the tit.
She moved a little closer and Heather began to stroke Betty's hair with her free hand. The nipple stretched further and poked out past the finger and thumb that were rolling it back and forth slowly. Her breathing was deepening and her lips were open. Her eyes were closing has the sensations washed over her. Betty moved her head down a little closer and Heather moved her head back and moaned softly.
Betty said, "I want to touch it."
A hand moved up slowly and touched the tip of the still extending nipple. Now almost full length, it extended almost two inches. Heather shivered and moaned again. Betty looked in her face and stroked the tip of the nipple again. Heather sighed and her hand began to move down Betty's neck and across the shoulder, brushing the nighty strap off the shoulder. Betty's skin felt hot and her own small pink nipples hardened like pebbles. Heather's fingers traced the outline of her shoulder and the nighty fell away, exposing a small breast the size of a half orange with a turgid nipple. Her finger went lower and Betty shuddered and closed her eyes. At the touch of the first finger nail, she groaned and the finger tightened around the nipple and she felt an almost electric spark between her legs. The fingers were rolling the nipple back and forth and pulling on it gently. Betty always stopped at this point when she did this to herself, so from this point on, she was in uncharted territory. Her body was talking a language of pleasure she had never experienced and she felt herself sliding down into a warm pool of tingles and fire. So this is lust, she thought.
In spite of the massive reaction her body was having to this excitement, she continued to touch Heather's nipple and finally reached over and began to stroke the other breast, bringing it's nipple to life with her fingers. It seemed so natural as she leaned over and took the now long nipple into her mouth and ran her tongue over it. It extended right out into the top of her mouth and she felt a wave of heat in her mouth. Her own nipples were hard and now Heather was beginning the pant.
"I'm going to come. Oh, God, that's good. Oh, Oh, Ungh, Unch, Unnnnnnnnnnnn." She started to shake and came hard. Betty pulled her head away and watched. Her own body was shaking and Heather's hand pulled away as she came. Betty had never heard of anyone being able to come simply from having their nipples sucked and she was surprised and very, very excited by it.
Heather put her head down and said, "Let's do you, babe." And starting sucking on Betty's tit. Betty groaned and groaned.
"Shit. Crap. Oh, shit. Suck it. Oh, suck it."
She was on fire. Heather pushed her on her back and kept sucking, moving from one tit to the other. Her own excitement grew again. Betty began tossing her hips and moving her head from side to side. Heather slipped a finger under Betty's G-string and began to stroke the pubic hair. The smell of hot cunt filled the room and Betty began to cry out. A finger slipped inside the inner fold and found the turgid clit. As soon as it brushed by, Betty arched up off the bed and came, groaning loudly and grunting as the waves of pleasure gripped her stomach and interrupted her breathing. Heather slipped a finger inside her own cunt and came again as well.
They lay in each other's arms for a long time and finally Betty said. "So that's what an orgasm feels like. I've wanted it for a long time. But I always assumed it would be with a boy."
"Are you disappointed?"
"I don't think so. It felt great. Really great."
Her hand was slowing tracing Heather's breasts again and she closed her eyes, feeling the long nipple come up in her hand. "You get so incredibly long, isn't that uncomfortable?"
"Sometimes, but other times, I cut holes in my bra and let them rub on a particularly sexy fabric and it feels wonderful."
They stood up. Heather had another surprise for Betty. "If you think they get long, you should see my clit. I could probably fuck you with it if we tried hard enough!"
Betty sat up. "Let me see." Heather smiled and sat up. "Sit on the floor."
Betty pulled a throw rug over and put a pillow under her ass and stared between Heather's legs. She was wet from her orgasms and the outer lips were still swollen, exposing the inner lips.
As Heather began to run her hands lightly around her nipples and the top of her cunt, her clitoris began to extend and poke out. Betty leaned closer. It came out, finally, almost three quite incredible inches of it. Heather ran a finger slowly over it's length and felt a massive orgasm building. She was having difficulty breathing or concentrating. "I'm going to come," she mumbled, groaning deep in her throat.
"No, wait, I'm going to suck you off." Betty moved Heather's hand away, amazed at herself even as she said it. It was true. She felt she NEEDED to feel that unusual and erotic member deep in her throat at that moment, more than anything she had ever wanted.
She leaned forward and took the tip in her mouth. Heather jerked and gasped. Betty leaned further forward and slowly took the length into her mouth. The taste of another woman was exciting and she finally had her nose buried inside her cunt. She ran her tongue over the length of it and began to suck. Heather shuddered and climaxed. Her hips were thrusting off the bed as she leaned back and grunted, over and over. The clit grew slightly more firm and was poking Betty in the back of the throat. Heather yelled out as she climaxed again. A flood of cunt juice was pouring out of Heather and down Betty's throat. Finally, with a last gentle lick, she pulled back and licked her lips. She had just gone down on another woman and found the experience delightful. Even as she thought it, she was amazed at herself the more.
Heather fell back on the bed and whispered, "I have to rest."
Betty stroked her own small clitoris and within seconds, her back started to arch and she came, her butt bouncing off the floor and she ended up on her side, breathless.
They lay like that a long time and finally, Heather reached down and offered her some more wine. They sat and stoked each other for a while and suddenly Betty said. "Fuck me with it. It certainly is long enough. Let's try." Heather said, "I've never done that, I mean with anybody."
"We can figure it out. Sit up with your legs apart and your knees up." Betty swung around and stuck her legs past Heather's sides and inched forward. Heather's wonderful breasts pushed against the inside of her thighs and as Betty moved forward, their wet pussies slowly pushed together. Both were still swollen and slick from the night's earlier activities and suddenly, the lips were sliding over each other. Betty's cunt was low between her legs and Heather's was high, almost in front of her. They fit together as Betty leaned back on her elbows and Heather began to lift her butt up and down. The lips continued to slide over each other and fresh cum began to flow from both of them. Suddenly, Betty felt something hard between her lips and it kept growing.
"That's it. That's it. It's growing. Fuck me, Heather, with your wonderful clit. Oh, it's so long." It was now up in her good, a slim penis. Heather's hips were moving with a life of their own and her head was back again.
Their cunts pushed together and suddenly, Betty bucked too hard and the clit pulled free and ran back into her ass crack and poked at her sphincter. She shuddered and trembled. It was so wet back there that Heather felt no discomfort, just an even stronger need to thrust.
"Oh, shit, babe, you give good pussy. Oh, fuck it, fuck it."
Betty pushed forward again and the clit slipped back inside. She pulled back and it slid up her crack again. Back and forth, back and forth, from the bottom of her pussy to her asshole. Her own hips were lunging and twisting.
On one of the stokes, they got out of sync and suddenly, the narrow, long clit slid up inside Betty's ass.
Her eyes popped open and she gasped. "I don't think..."
But Heather was beyond listening or caring. "Oh, god, you are so tight, I'm coming......"
Heather's butt was banging away relentlessly on Betty's and the clit was reaming out her tight asshole. Betty struggled to gain some clearance and even felt another orgasm building in spite of the surprise sensations. Or maybe because of them? All she knew was that her clit was on fire and the friction on her pussy and the deep probing of her ass was getting her hotter than she had ever experienced. Her ass tightened even more and she came with Heather, both crying out loudly. After cleaning up a bit, they hugged and stroked each other long into the night, finally, forming a sixty-nine and giving each other several more powerful orgasms before they drifted off to sleep.
They never made love again after that night of excess, but did share stories. Betty found a great guy and drifted off into another social world.
Heather's thoughts turned back to Janet, who would be along soon. She was already wet with anticipation.
PART 2
(ED Note: Before you ask, "What happened to Janet coming over to Heather's place?" Damned if I know. That's what a long overseas flight will do for your concentration while writing. There really isn't a damn plot to this thing, after all...)
Heather continued a quiet life, with some VERY limited dating for appearances, she guessed, but basically, satisfying herself when need be.
Studying in the stacks was a great hiding place and it was pretty dark in most of the study nooks, so she could slip a hand inside her blouse or pants and relieve herself whenever she needed. Which was quite often. A sex drive she had, that was for sure. She was nineteen and wondered what would happen when she hit her late thirties and early forties when her sex drive was supposed to peak. She couldn't even imagine what that might be like, considering how much she was getting off already.
She just finished up a particularly satisfying orgasm that had her grinding her ass into the seat and breathing in explosive gasps between waves of contractions. After her head cleared a bit, she went back to work, but shortly, sensed someone's presence in the aisle. She lifted her head and saw another girl at the other end of the stacks at another study desk, looking, no, staring openly at her over the top of a textbook. Even in the dim light, you could tell the girl's face was flushed. Heather realized immediately that she must have seen Heather masturbate. Let her watch, she thought wickedly, she would give her a real show. Her desk faced the other girl's. Sliding down as low as she could, she pulled her pants and underwear down to her knees then let them fall to her ankles. The desk was old and had no privacy curtain. Heather was now completely exposed to the girl.
Even from there, she could see the other girl's eyes open wide. Her eyes were trained on Heather's pussy, and nervously glanced up to see if Heather was aware of her watching. Heather stared back, then winked as her hand slid down between her thighs and she began rubbing herself. First one, then two, and finally three fingers were inserted into her slick hole as she quickly manipulated the walls of her vagina with her long, smooth fingernails, pressing her long clit with the palm of her hand, keeping it trapped inside, bent down. The sensations were electric. Within a minute, she was very hot and could feel the beginning of an orgasm building up. Her back arched into it, her eyes closed to slits as she gave herself to the pleasure. After several minutes of constant friction and pumping, her pussy was making loud sucking and wet noises from her hand, but Heather was beyond hearing or caring. Her head bent back and her eyes opened slightly and vaguely became aware the other girl was standing over her. She stopped suddenly with great effort and concentration and opened her eyes.
The other girl was someone she recognized now, an upperclass cheerleader, long blond hair, terrific tan. Her mouth was open and she was breathing heavily.
"Please don't stop. You are such a hot bitch." It was a plea, a whisper. She was nervous, hot, and scared. Her eyes went back to Heather's still hand, fingers still buried deep in her pussy.
Heather looked into her eyes and realized she was hotter than shit. She reached over and slid her other hand up under the other girls sweatshirt. It went over her hard belly and up and found the full breast nearest her. No bra. Firm. Wide spread from its twin. The nipple was already hard. The other girl gasped in surprise started and tried to pull away, but Heather had the nipple and pulled back. As the girl struggled, she got hotter and hotter and her struggles were weak and half-hearted at best. She made no effort to remove Heather's hand.
"Please. I. I. Can't.. We shouldn't. Someone will see."
"You want relief, we do it together." Heather couldn't believe she was being so aggressive and dominant with this strange girl. And she found it excited her to have her so much under control.
Heather pulled her own pants up quickly and took the other girl by the hand and led her toward the darker area in the middle of the isle. Turning to face her, she pulled her blouse open quickly and exposed her own bra-less, jutting breasts with their distended, protruding nipples. The other girl stared but as Heather reached out, did not push the hand away as her sweatshirt was lifted over her head. Heather unsnapped the girls pants and put her hand inside with out pause. The blond's mons was soaked and she started to moan loudly immediately. A deep french kiss stopped that and their hips started to come together. Heather guided the girls hand down into her pants and pushed two of her fingers inside. And then, a hand in each other's shorts, in seconds they melted together, breasts pushing breasts aside, tongues slipping and exploring. Heather came twice, but the other girl just kept getting hotter and hotter.
"You want an A on your final?"
The girl looked back with dazed, eyes, whimpering moans escaping her lips as Heather's fingers kept stroking the girl's slit.
The shelf behind them was empty and the shelves above missing. Heather pulled the girl's pants down and held them down with her foot as the girl stepped out of them and pushed her back on the shelf, spreading her legs. Before the other girl could even stop to think what was happening, Heather's tongue was up the girl's twat and stroking her clit. In less than a minute, the other girl came and came and came. She was noisy, but not enough for people elsewhere on the floor to hear past the rows of shelved books. A pool of cum was forming under the girls ass as the onslaught continued. Heather gently chewed on the girl's vulva and then went back to sucking. Another heavy orgasm racked the girls body and her legs scissored behind Heather's head, holding her in position, face pushed hard against the steamy pussy. In the next fifteen minutes, the experience the hottest sex she had ever had. She fainted after the last explosive orgasm. Heather left her laying back on the shelves, her pants pulled up, sweatshirt spread over her naked breasts. Heather went back to her studies and soon notice the other girl stand up, gather her books and turn to go. But instead, she came down the isle and stood next to Heather.
"I. I've never done anything like that before. I mean, masturbate in public, touch another girl, God, even being eaten out. You aren't going...?"
"Do well on your final. You look relaxed enough now. And as for the rest, I don't even know your name and I'm not in the habit of talking about my lovers. To anybody."
"Lover? I mean... I know we just... but I don't think that would make us lovers..." The girl was having a lot confusion over what had just happened.
Heather wrote her name, room number, and phone number on a sheet of paper and handed it to her. "If you need more relaxation."
The girl stared at the paper. "I'm...my name is Gina. Thanks. We..we're not lovers, though, right?" It seemed real important to her to make this point.
"Whatever, Gina." Gina paused, and then walked slowly away, her books cradled in one arm. At the door to the stacks, she looked back, then was gone.
Heather knew she would call. Three nights later she did. Heather made her ask to be fucked before she would agree to let her come by. When she hung up, she thought to herself that she was turning into a real bitch. Then laughed as the knock came on the door and Gina came in. Heather began to kiss her before the door closed, pushing her toward the bed. This time, there wasn't any rush and Gina wasn't leaving until Heather was satisfied. And that took a long, long time.
PART 3
Junior year was quiet and when three other girls she casually knew asked her to go on a ski trip, she was very grateful. She knew them from a couple of classes, but not very well. It was a great chance to make some new friends, even it sexually if would probably be a non-starter. She certainly didn't have any expectations of anything but a few days skiing and a couple of long car rides. All pretty and outgoing, they piled into the car, two in front and two in back and headed for the mountains, a ten hour drive. It got dark and they stopped for dinner. The conversation was mostly about school, classes, the boys and what jerks they all were and how everybody was pretty frustrated and horny. They were all laughing about needing to find a man as they piled back into the car. They rode three in the front so Janet could sleep. Heather was in between Lucy and Inga and it was a bit of a tight squeeze.
After a few minutes, with the drone of the radio and engine and the tires washing over the car like a warm blanket, Heather began to feel Inga's leg moving slowly up and down. Her hot leg felt good on her's and Heather made no move to shift her leg away. She noticed Inga's right hand was squeezing her own breast and twisting the nipple and after ten minutes, she could sense Inga was getting hot. She must not be kidding about being horny, Heather thought and decided to risk it and offer to help her without Lucy noticing, if she could. She casually lifted her arm and put it around Inga to make more room. Inga turned to look at her with an unspoken thanks and a quizzical look on her face, then moved her half-closed eyes back to the road. Heather's full, very firm breast pressed on Inga's arm and
Inga moved her arm over to the left and forward a bit and Heather's breast flowed into the gap between Inga's side and her arm. The nipple was now pressed into the side of Inga's smaller breast. Almost at once, Inga started a gentle, almost imperceptible movement of her arm that squeezed Heather's breast, and forced the already ample nipple to bulge out, digging firmly into the soft tissue of Inga's left tit. The sensation was deeply arousing and Heather joined Inga's irregular breathing as they stimulated each other. No overt touching was going on, so their unspoken pact was safe, while Lucy continued to drive while the radio played music which covered up the heavy breathing. Inga's leg continued to move up and down as she squeezed her clit with her thigh and after several minutes of increasing arousal, Heather made her move and casually slipped her hand very slowly down to her shoulder and neck, then around Inga's neck and down under the front of her shirt.
Inga stiffened as soon as she felt the fingers move under her shirt and she froze, then turned and looked into Heather's eyes, smiled and put her head back as Heather's fingers finally found her nipple and began to roll it expertly, pulling it slowly out as far as possible, then easing it back. Inga was starting to breath very heavily and Heather leaned close and whispered, "Put your face into my shirt so Lucy can't hear you." Inga did so and Heather began to pull on the now very hard nipple. Inga stiffened and suddenly began to whimper into Heather's neck. She was shaking and began to softly groan as her passion rose and then, in ten minutes, she came at least five times. Lucy drove and seemed to notice nothing. Inga finally straightened up a bit, smiled, and mouthed "Thank you." Heather continued to stroke the side of her breast and Inga leaned back contentedly, deciding that what the hell, it might not be a boy, but Heather sure knew what to do to her to get her off, so she might as well enjoy.
But Heather felt hot as hell by now herself and straightened up. As she did, Lucy casually moved her hand over on Heather's thigh and left it there. In a minute, she began a subtle tracing of Heather's inner thigh muscle that began to really get to her immediately, given the aroused state she was already in. It was if the muscle was directly connected to her twat and she lubricated heavily in seconds, adding to the copious moisture already pooled behind the now swollen lips of her pussy. Her nipples had now extended and her hot breath began to come in short bursts in spite of her attempts to control it. Feeling Heather shudder and unaware of Lucy's play down below, it was at this moment that Inga decided to return the Heather's favor and slipped her hand under Heather's blouse, running her hand and long-nailed fingertips wonderingly over the large, high breast, and finally found her nipple.
"God girl, have you got teats!," she whispered in astonishment into Heather's ear. Ingas's nails scraped the extended nipple and Heather shuddered again. This was going to get to her and a major way if they didn't stop, but Inga continued to stroked it and then pulled it and twisted it. Heather had to move. Her hips were taking on a life of their own.
Inga's hand reached down and in a practiced move, unsnapped Heather's pants. Heather froze. Both hands were only inches apart. Inga's finger slid down and found her waiting, straining clit. After releasing the tiny cock-like clit from the restriction of Heather's panties, she ran a finger up and down it, even more amazed at what she found down there than at the size of the swollen nipples above. In three strokes, Heather's hips heaved and she came with a loud groan, shaking and grinding her ass down into the seat. Lucy finally looked over, saw that Inga was already into Heather's pants, and got a big grin on her face. Hell, she wasn't the only one who was doing a little crossing over the line tonight, she realized.
"Hey, you two, since we all seem to have the same thing on our minds, let me publicly announce that I need some of this action too."
Heather leaned against her and reached over to unbutton her blouse, then leaned her head down and began sucking her right tit. Lucy rubbed the back of her head and began to grunt and pant as the playful tongue teased her nipple into a pearl of hardness and sensitivity, then Heather bit it gently with her teeth, pulling out and releasing it. No boy had ever done that to Lucy and Heather seemed to know just how much pain to mix with the pleasure, enormously increasing the sparks shooting across her chest and her pussy went into overdrive from the sensation. Driving was getting more difficult as the onslaught continued.
Heather felt Inga begin to work at pulling her pants down and Heather twisted as best she could and lifted her hips to help. In seconds, Inga had the pants off and on the floor, panties as well, then slid down and put her lips to Heather's now bare ass and began shoving her tongue into her crack and inviting asshole. She was excited at the very thought of doing this and attacked eagerly as Heather jerked and tried to move away from the intense sensations, but there was no room. The heat from that tongue had Heather instantly hot again and she could feel another orgasm building. Inga's tongue moved up and down her crack and then, in a nothing ventured, nothing gained moment of decision, pushed in as far as it would go. The yielding sphincter gripped her tongue tightly and Inga found herself wishing her cock-tongue was much longer and her own lust rose as she butt fucked this dark haired beauty with her tongue. Even as she was doing it to Heather, she couldn't believe it. This was WAY over the line for her. And she knew that for her, the line had just made a very definite move to places unknown at the moment. She was ready to try or do anything. And right now, that was burying her tongue deeply inside Heather's trembling rear as Heather began to babble loudly.
"Oh, shit. Hunnnnnn. Immmm, Oh, Oh, Oh!" And as Heather always did, she felt the warmth and tightness start in her belly and wash over her as she came, shaking, this orgasm even stronger than the first. For her, each one always was more intense than the last, until finally, if her partner was still capable of it, she would come so intensely she would black out. Only then would she find herself satiated.
Lucy unbuttoned her own pants and began stroking herself. In seconds she came too. She couldn't see what Inga was doing to Heather, but she was surprised and suspected that it must be something that her parents would have killed her for doing. She finally came down from her own orgasm and managed to keep the car on the road as the girl in the back continued to sleep. Her name was Janet and was exhausted from finals. And as Heather pulled her pants back on and they all gave each other slightly embarrassed grins, Lucy was suddenly disappointed that it was over. That magic bubble of rule breaking permission and lustful passion was gone. What happened was not to be talked about. And, it never was. Their weekend trip proceeded as planned, even if a bit of the horny edge was gone.
And Janet slept on the back seat. Her turn to break some rules and try a new world would come the next night.
(Ed Note: Well, this is where Janet went! Well, tune in to the next edition to find out what! I haven't read ahead too far, so I don't know yet either!)
(To Be Continued...)
PART 4
But, amazingly, Janet never got to share their brief unspoken but hoped for exploration of lesbian sex the next night, because they really did ski all day and Heather and the others found themselves exhausted that night. A couple of drinks and they all just crashed. Janet and Heather had no real chance to talk, as she was rooming with Lucy. They had a couple of pleasant conversations in the car on the trip back in the quiet of the back seat and walking back into the dorm, on the spur of the moment, Heather invited her down to her parents' beach house for the weekend, the first week home from school. Her parents were in Europe, so they would have the place to themselves. And now (Ed: Ah Ha! Janet is BACK) Heather stood in the bedroom with the sea crashing on the beach just beyond the dunes, with only a few more minutes to go before Janet would arrive. She decided on what to wear.
Heather carefully put a touch of perfume between her breasts and under her arms, then put her hand between her legs and wet her finger, spreading it with the perfume. Another touch of perfume found her ass and rear crack, her finger lingering over the pucker. Slipping a loose shorty top on that barely came down and covered her nipples, and that she knew would blow off them if a breeze came into the room from the beach, she pulled it down as far as it would go, exposing the bottom half of each high, heavy breast. Then she pulled on cutoffs with no underwear and went to answer the front door, which rang just as she was finishing.
Janet was standing in the now setting sun with a bag in each hand. Her smile faded as she looked at Heather's outfit and her eyes widened. Finally, after a pause, she stuttered a bit as she slowly tore her eyes off the clearly visible bottom half of Heathers nipples and and said, "Boy, that's some hot outfit." Her face was reddening. But her eyes were rivited on the enviting globes.
"Well, it's not how hot you look, it's how hot you get that counts, welcome! And thanks. I wore it just for you."
Janet didn't reply to that, but her heart leaped as she came inside and put her things in the bedroom she was shown. Was it possible that the rumors she had hear about Heather being a lesbian, or at least bi were true. She had only fantisized about sex with another girl, but no opportunity had ever presented itself. Maybe...
It was too late for the beach, so they just ate and cleaned up. Heather made sure there were lots of opportunities to let her boobs fall below her blouse and finally, it was resting just above her nipples on the shelf of her uplifted tits and she made no effort to pull it down anymore. From the corner of her eye, she could see Janet stare. At the thought of it, her nipples hardened slightly and Janet stared even more at those long prongs of passion. Her own were very sensitive, and she kept wonder what it felt like to Heather to have them sucked.
As the evening wore on, the small talk wore down and they began to kill a bottle of wine, sitting opposite each other on the floor with their backs to matching sofas. Only the light from a small fire in the fireplace lit the room.
"So, how hot Do you get?" Even Janet was surprised at her sudden outburst.
Heather was surprised and please as well. She looked over at Janet. "I get pretty damn bothered sometimes."
"I do too. I could use a good fuck right now. The tension from school drives me crazy at times. When I'm tense, I get horny."
"It seems everything makes me horny sometimes."
"Well, if you dress like that you will get me thinking about jumping you. You are making me very horny tonight. I just love looking at your chest." She held her head down as she almost whispered it. "I can't believe I just said that."
"What do you want to do about it." Heather's challenge was an open one. This would be the point to find out if Janet would.
"I don't know what you mean." As she mumbled it out, she knew she was lying. She knew exactly what Heather was offering. And she knew what the answer was she wanted to give, but she found herself holding back. It was too scary.
"I mean, what do you do to yourself when you get horny."
"I play with myself. Sometimes I use vibrators." She looked into Heather's face. "What do you do?"
"Sometimes, I get off just watching someone else get off, if they are hot enough."
It was quiet again. They drank their wine. The tension was unbearable. Finally, Janet took the plunge.
"Let's play a game."
"Oh? What kind?" Heather said.
"If I get you hot enough to come without touching you, what do I get?"
"I'll bet I can make you come ten times in a row."
Janet laughed. "Never. Sometimes it takes over an hour for me to get off, even when I'm really hot to start with. I must be inhibited."
"It's a deal."
Janet downed her glass of wine and went into the bedroom and returned with a small bag which she put on the floor in front of her. She pulled her top off. "Let me see your's." And laughed. Hell, she had been looking at them for them ever since the door opened! Heather reached over and with one hand removed the almost useless half top, its job accomplished.
Janet stared even harder at the beautiful firm mounds that graced Heather, her breath quickening. She bit her lip and reached into the bag and drew out the biggest dildo that Heather had ever seen. Easily well over eighteen inches long, it had a head like a prune and was as thick as her wrist. It had two ends and flexed just like a half erect cock. If Heather had big tits with outstanding nipples, Janet had her own world class equipment, even if it was apparent at first. "Heather honey, I'm going to make you watch me work this little prick all the way inside me until it disappears."
Her hand removed something else from the bag. It was another smaller dildo.
"And stick this up my butt until my ass is bouncing off the floor."
Heather was breathing hard.
Janet started by rubbing the dildo all over her chest, working the tip up and into her mouth. Wet, it left a trail down her belly as she slid it down. She started talking.
"This feels so good. My nipples are hard. I want to suck them, but I can't reach. Oh, that's good."
The dong reached the outside of her pants and she rubbed it over her cunt and down her legs.
"This honey swells up when it gets hot from your cunt. I can't wait to feel it in me. Ummmmm."
It came back up and she slid it up her pant leg and pressed the head against her cunt lips through her panties.
"Oh. Heather, I'm so hot. My pants are wet. My ass is wet too." All the talk was obviously affecting Heather, who was leaning back and squirming against the sofa with her arms to each side, raising her breasts up high and wide for Janet to see. Janet could just taste that long nipple in her mouth. Soon. Very soon.
The thought surprised her at some level. She had never sexually touched another woman. Now she was so hot to do it that she couldn't believe it.
She put down the large dildo and eased her shorts off. Resuming with the small dildo, she repeated the same moves, but put it all the way back into her mouth until only the stopper end was sticking out.
"Ummmmmmmm." She hummed. Sweat broke out on her upper lip and her ass was moving against the carpet in anticipation of what was coming.
Heather was desperate to reach down and touch herself. Her pants had a dark stain spreading between her legs. Her cunt smell filled the room and mingled with Janet's. Little whimpers escaped her mouth as she watched Janet. He mouth was open and her breath was ragged.
Janet moved the dildo down and slid it under the elastic of her panties and the head moved down and through the top of her slit. It rubbed over her clit and she bucked. Within seconds, the head and shaft were soaked and she was moving it in a steady rythum.
"It wants to go in me. It's got a mind of it's own. Oh, shit, that feels good."
She eased her panties off and Heather saw her twat for the first time, slick with moisture, hair matted, but parted with swollen cunt lips. She leaned over slightly to see better in the dull light.
Janet was looking at her as the slim dildo repeated its travel through the forest of hair and disappeared between the swollen lips and out the bottom. It glistened with come.
Janet was breathing in short gasps as it moved over her clit. She slid down farther and farther and finally was laying flat on the floor with her knees up. She reached around and pulled her legs up and slid them under the sofa cushion, pinning her legs against her breasts and knees back by her ears.
Arms free, she lifted the big, unusual dildo up again and moved it back and forth through her cunt and began to move farther and farther with each stroke toward her asshole.
Janet had stopped talking and was giving out little cries each time it reached the top and touched her clit. "God, it wants to be in me so much." It moved up through her cunt and disappeared all the way inside her, then slid out and moved down to her asshole. Janet's middle finger pushed and the tip moved
"Heather can you see this?"
"I'm going to make you come like you've never come before with this, but first I want you to know how it works and what I'm going to do."
Heather looked very uncertainly at the enormous dildo.
"A friend of mine at college made a bunch of these things at a summer job last year. It's a tube of thin, flexible material for about seven inches at one end and a foot at the other. The middle is thicker, but it can be bent slowly. Now, baby, the secret of this thing is that it is filled with a special liquid jell. If I squeeze one end, the middle stays the same, but the other end expands."
She demonstrated, squeezing the short end with both hands and the big end expanded visibly.
"It makes the most fantastic dildo I've ever used, because, it's interactive. If I put one end in me and the other in you, every time you so much as give a twitch, it would feel like you just gave me a good ream. And the same for you as well."
"I've never used a dildo anywhere near that big. I'm not sure if I could handle it."
"Are you saying no?"
"Are you sure it won't hurt?"
"You are going to think you died and went to heaven. But there's something else."
Heather looked up from the dong, finding herself struggling to take her eyes off it.
"Tonight, you fly solo."
"I don't understand."
Janet pulled two pillows from the head of the bed and moved them under Heather's ass. Her pussy was high up and her ass well off the bed.
She squeezed the small end very hard and then pulled it through her hand several times until the small end was only as thin as a pencil. She got the baby oil from the dresser and began rubbing it all over Heather and down into her ass.
"Janet. I've never put anything that big in my ass."
She suddenly knew Janet intended to fuck her in the ass and in the cunt with this weird dildo, but at the same time knew she wanted to feel what it was like.
"I won't hurt you. We're going to take a very long time to do this and baby, it's going to blow your mind."
She leaned over and gave Heather a deep french kiss, their tongues moving over one another and probing wetly. Heather relaxed as Janet's fingers never stopped moving over her bottom, sliding up and down her crack. At times, she would stop and linger around her tight rear and Heather would tighten up in response.
Soon, however, her muscle relaxed and Janet began rubbing oil on the dildo. Still rubbing her other hand all over Heather's cunt and legs, she rubbed the very narrow but smooth head of the dildo up and down her crack, each time pressing on the entry way. After about a minute, the head slid inside. Heather gasped.
Janet left it like that about ten seconds and began to very slowly push it into her ass. Heather began breathing very hard.
"Oh, God. Ungh. Oh, God. It's up my ass. I want to come. It hurts a little. It's going deeper. I don't know if I can... Oh, shit. Deeper, oh deeper."
Finally, the seven inches were in and Janet moved it in and out an inch of so for about ten minutes.
Heather knew she would come, but the feeling was so new and she just got hotter and hotter.
"And now baby, the fun begins."
Janet squeezed the long end of the dong with two fingers and the narrow end swelled in her ass. Heather's eyes went wild.
"Oh! I can feel that. I just squeezed back!"
Janet squeezed again and again the butt end expanded. This went on until the fat end had narrowed and the butt end was easily twice the diameter originally. It was filling Heather's ass and she was clamping down in response. Janet squeezed back and Heather grunted and her ass closed again. After about five cycles, Janet said, "You've got the idea baby. You just can't stop from clamping down." She stopped squeezing back and Heather finally stopped clamping down.
Janet spread oil over the big end and slowly bent the long dong in the middle until the fat end was pressing down on Heather's cunt lips.
"OK, honey, go to heaven." She pressed down on the dildo and it slid into Heather, pushing her swollen parts apart and forcing everything out of the way. Heather's eye's were shut and she moaned loudly.
Now, after some minutes of careful guiding, when ten inches were inside and the end pushed up against her cervix, her pussy clamped down and squeezed. Her ass responded. Her body was shaking and trembling. Spasms were whipping through her pussy and butt. Finally, the orgasm hit. Within fifteen seconds, as her ass settled down on the pillow, the dildo moved in her ass and she clinched it and the cycle started again.
Heather began to whisper in a constant, unconcious stream. "Oh, fuck fuck fuck. Baby, my butt oh my ass my hole oh oh oh oh oh oh.Ughnnnnnnnn." It hit her in another wave.
Janet was so hot watching Heather getting off. She leaned over and finally gave into her desires and pulled the nipple into her mouth and sucked. It was heaven to feel the firm flesh against her tongue and hear Heather whimper from the strong sensations of her rough tongue running over the upstretched nipple. Below, Heather's body was talking a language of cunt/butt fuck and her hips were bouncing up and down. "Suck my nipple. Suck me. I'm coming...."
Janet's hips were moving and she put a finger on her clit and orgasmed. The pussy juice flowed down her legs.
Heather whipped into another orgasm.
"Janet. god, this is wonderful. I can't do this anymore. Oh, it's starting again. Oh. my pussy is full, my ass oh my ass my hole, my ass fuckkkkkk shit fuck shit Ungh Ugh ohhhhhh."
Janet sat back and rubbed Heathers boobs and pulled on her long clit, which was amazingly long, like a penis in miniature. She sucked on it and Heather came again and again. She squatted over Heather's face and a long tongue slipped into her and whipped her clit. She shot a load of her love juice almost instantly into Heather's mouth and climaxed. She was surprised. She had never climaxed this fast before.
Heather was bathed in sweat and came again under Janet.
After over twenty minuets of this, Janet finally pulled the long dong slowly from Heather. Heather smiled and after a few seconds, fell asleep. Janet curled along side of her. For the first time since she could remember, Heather fell asleep that night and wasn't horny. Janet pulled one of Heather's big tits gently into her hand and stroked the nipple. She loved all these games.
(To be continued)
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