Maria Chiara's Free Porn Stories - Story 33 - HEATHER AND HER ADVENTURES parts 17 / 18

PART 17

       The morning dawned bright and clear. Paula gave Heather a hug and they bolted a quick breakfast, then went out to take care of livestock and lock up the ranch. By mid-morning, Paula had rounded up the requested items and gased up the Jeep, and they were on their way up a winding trail through the land behind the house. It was over an hour before they entered a woods and finally came out along a beautiful lake. They followed the trail and swung along the lake until they went a short way up a hill and came upon a beautiful, two-story, unpainted large summer house, with wrap-around porches. As they pulled into the yard and parked the Jeep along side two other vehicles, a petite woman with very short brown hair waved from the front door.

       "That's Amy. She's my cousin. My other Aunt, Monica, will show up sometime. Probably off with the guests somewhere. Let me introduce you."

       The introductions were cordial, with Amy being very friendly and smiling. Only in her early forties, she was much younger than Heather had expected. And very pretty, too. Trim figure, she was wearing a skimpy halter top and short shorts. She had a deep tan that could only have been gotten from nude sunbathing.

       Amy sent Paula off with a wave to find Monica, who was somewhere down on the lake fishing, and invited Heather in for a cup of coffee.

       The house inside was laid out with a large common area that was dominated with a huge stone fireplace on one end, door leading off to several side rooms on two walls, and an upstairs balcony that went around three sides of the house, with doors along each wall.

       "Paula can give you the tour later."

       "This is very beautiful."

       "Thank you, we try to make it comfortable and make it a home away from home."

       Coffee in hand, they settled into a large sofa near the fireplace and Amy spent the next hour talking with Heather, finding out about her family and friends, her studies, and her views on various things.

       "Well, you have told me a lot about yourself, so I'm going to let you in some important things you need to know about Paula, and her two Aunts. As you know, we are not really her Aunts, but when her parents died in a car accident, I was at their house and only then did we find out that I was the closed living relative who could take her."

       "I never expected to have a family to raise, but I took Paula and moved out here to the ranch. I guess you must have guessed that Monica is my lover. Anyway, we have raised her and I believe that she has turned out to be a quite beautiful, honest and open individual. How her sexual preference turns out is totally up to her, as we have always been careful not to push here one way or the other, just be understanding that not all people are automatically one was or the other. Some," she smiled, "decide not to decide and enjoy both sexes."

       "Now about this cabin. Out here in Montana, people who find out they are gay or bi-sexual have a very rough time, particularly the women. This is a very conservative society, and being so few people, everyone seems to know everyone else's business, so privacy is almost out of the question. When Monica and I first arrived, we worked very hard to get established as two straights with a young baby. We both dated around a lot with the local men, but never let things go very far with any one person. Got reputations for being down right picky about our men."

       "But we got invited to lots of parties and picnics and by and by, got to know many of the women and wives. And discovered that there was quite a secret gay and bi-sexual society out here among the women, but almost never did any of them have a chance to act on their desires. They were all very much in the closet. Hell, if they ever got caught, they probably would have been killed."

       "So, Monica and I set out to give them a chance to safely get some action. We bought this piece of land and had this cabin built by builders from well outside of the area. Then, we set out to supply it with all the things that a person might like to have around, depending on their tastes. And after it was here and we had used it ourselves for a year, we decided it was time to run our first test. We had a little dinner one night for two friends who we knew were gay or bi-sexual and after dinner, we sat them down and very frankly told them what we had in mind. Total secrecy, everyone else willing to help plan the covers, the way we would get the place reserved in secret, and the rules of the road."

       "They were amazed and were so excited. We planned an outing for them to see the place, and they decided to take the chance. Over the years, we have had quite a few ladies in on the secret, who help each other have a night out, so to speak. Right now, there are two friends here who spent the weekend and decided to stay an extra day. I have asked them to stay down by the lake until you and I have had a chance to talk. And now I have to ask you, can I trust you to keep our secret and protect what we have here? I'm not asking you to leave, or have relations with anyone here, but it is important for their safety that I know how to proceed."

       "I think it is wonderful that you have done this for everyone, and risked your own situation to help all these people. I give you my word that as far as I'm ever concerned, all I know about this place is that you come up here to fish, swim, and read."

       Amy gave her a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Paula said you were a real find. She's very taken with you, I hope you realize?"

       "We, she has a way of getting under my skin, too."

       Amy laughed. "Paula and her toys. Which one was it last night?"

       "Some kind of long tool, wider at one end. You put it in your rear and then it starts to wiggle and move.."

       "She really likes you dear. That is something she reserves for her exclusive use up here when she is alone. At least up till now."

       "What do you call this place?" They walked out on the front porch and Amy placed a colorful flag in a holder. It fluttered in the breeze.

       "We haven't named it so far, have you a suggestion?"

       "How about, 'Hole in the Wall'"

       Amy laughed. "Well, that's one of the better ones so far. Personally, I always said that if we built it, they would come."

       Heather laughed. "I'll bet they do."

       Amy smiled back. "You bet they do. And that leads me to rule number two: You wash all you own bedding till it's spotless, or you replace it."

       "What's rule number one?"

       "Come again."

       Up the walk were four people approaching the cabin from down by the lake. The first was a blond in her mid-thirties, nice tan and long legs. She looked up and waved a greeting. The other walking along side her was a little older, around forty. She had jet black hair, long, pulled back in a pony tail. Her face was pleasant, with weather lines from hours in the sun. She had a large boned frame and walked with a purposeful stride.

       Amy took the lead, as the blond came up the steps. "Karen, I want to introduce you to Heather, a new friend of Paula's who's come up for a few days. Heather is from the bone dig over on the bluff. You know, they got stranded by the weather last night."

       Karen smiled again and said, "Hi!" She seemed nice. But quiet.

       The other woman had come up the stairs one step behind Karen and stuck out her hand and said, "Caught the name Heather, right? Mine's Bonny. Always a pleasure to see a new face up here." As she said it, she was staring at Heather's ample bosom quite openly."

       Amy headed her off. "Now Bonny, Heather is only here for a few days with Paula, and then will be off to the dig or back to school I imagine. I think we can allow her some quiet and relaxation."

       Now coming up the stairs with her arm around Paula's waist was a very delightful looking woman, also in her early forties. She had a striking figure, well shown off in a two piece sun outfit. "Heather, this is Monica."

       "Well, hello everyone. I'm so glad to meet you all," Heather said.

       A bell went off and Amy went inside while everyone else was chatting away. She was back in a minute.

       "OK, we have a bit of a problem. Bonny's husband called the Stevenson's and said he'd stop over there for dinner on his way home from the airport. I figure you can just make it. I know you've only just arrived, but Paula, would you do the honors and do the driving. Heather can keep you company."

       In minutes, Bonny and Karen were in the back of a new Toyota off-road vehicle with Paula driving and Heather riding shotgun. They went out a completely different way than they came in, over a little used trail, mostly weed grown. Ten miles later, they flashed out on a minor, abandoned back road and took off at high speed toward the setting sun. An hour later, they reached the outskirts of a small town and Paula finally slowed from the blistering pace. They turned up a side street and went along slowly past a small white framed house. Bonny, who had been very nervous the entire trip and very quiet, suddenly let out a breath of air and said, "We beat him. His car's not here yet. Turn around and I'm out of here." She reached up and gave Paula's shoulder a squeeze. "Your lead foot saved the day again."

       In seconds, they had dropped her off and went on out of town a bit further. As they did, a brown car went by and Paula said, "The husband. We only just did make it." They dropped off Karen in the next town at another house and turned around to leave.

       The cab of the vehicle, all of the windows of which were darkened with very dark smokey plastic, was lit up as Paula opened up the sun roof.

       They drove along at a slower pace, hair flying around wildly in the air. Paula, turning on the radio, suddenly grinned and said, "Hey, let's have some fun." And with that, she let go of the wheel and pulled her top over her head. Her large tits, spilling out of the hardly needed bra, were jiggling in the bouncing vehicle. A quick reach behind her and the bra fell away and the delicious boobs bobbed free. Heather remembered their firm succulence the previous night and felt herself grow aroused.

       "You too, baby."

       "Somebody might see and we'll get arrested." Heather protested." But she was tempted, nonetheless.

       "Not in here. That's why I had the windows darkened. Come on, get naked. Here." She was reaching over, brazenly unbuttoning her blouse. Her hand slipped inside and slid down inside the bra, still restraining the right breast, and squeezed the nipple gently. It was all the reminding Heather needed.

       "OK, OK, but you keep your eyes on the road." Her top and bra fell to the floor and she thrilled to the thought of riding with the sun and wind streaming in through the sunroof. In the distance, another vehicle could be seen approaching and she sat still, intent on catching the driver's reaction to their splendid state of undress. But the other car went by and the driver, a man, never even turned his head.

       "You're right, they can't see us." Heather said and relaxed a bit.

       "But I can. Come over here and let me get my hands on those beautiful babies."

       Heather slid over and her thigh pressed against Paula's. Paula put the truck on cruise control and lifted her right leg up over Heather's, opening up her box to the wind and rotating her body slightly to the right. Her firm breast pressed on Heather's arm. She slid her right arm around Heather's shoulders and her hand reached down and long fingers began to stroke Heather's breast and nipple, already standing up from the friction from her hair whipping around it and the cool air spilling in and over the sun-heated skin. The sensations were powerful and she soon gave herself to the sensations of lust and fire that began to course through her body. Her eyes closed and a low moan escaped her now open mouth.

       Her immediate arousal heightened Paula's already aggressive attack on Heather and her hand stoked, pushed, and pulled the turgid peaks. Heather was panting now, coming into real, undeniable heat.

       "Ohhhh.... Good.. Nice.... Yes. Pinch it. Ow! Shit. Oh, that's good. More. I'm so ready. Oh, I need it. Please. I need it. Stop the truck. I need to cum. Please.. Ohhhhh."

       Several miles passed as Heather's passion continued to build and Paula helped herself to the lusty body, topless on the seat next to her. Heather's passion was driving her own body to respond, and she felt herself lubricate.

       "Do you want it?" She whispered in Heather's ear.

       "Oh, yes. I want it. I need it. Stop. Hurry. Stop. Fuck me. Ohhhh... Ummmmmmm."

       "Let's wait till we get back to the cabin...", Paula teased Heather.

       "No. Now. Do me. Please. Oh, God, I'm so hot and ready. Do me."

       "Pull down your shorts and get ready."

       Heather did as she was told, her hands popped the button and the zipper screamed as she pulled them down and off her hips. Her foot tossed them against the cab window. Her panties followed a second later. The crotch, darkly stained with the wet of her cum, added its own musk to the atmosphere in the cabin as the wind spun around and around.

       But the truck wasn't slowing and Heather pleaded again.

       Paula had another idea. "We can do this while I drive. Stand on the car seat out through the sunroof, facing the back. I'll slide over a bit and it'll be a perfect fit."

       And Heather, alarmed at the suggestion of being so openly exposed to the world, began to protest, but the stoking, squeezing hand, and her own need to get off overcame her protests and after another few seconds, she emerged from the sunroof. No cars were visible in any direction for many, many miles. Paula had slowed the truck down quite a bit. By standing a bit sideways, facing the driver, and spreading her legs, she presented an open target to Paula's eager tongue. Paula slid over and, after first making sure she could see and steer safely, guided Heather's left leg over her shoulder and began to lick the sopping quim at her ready lips. The taste was delicious and she worked her tongue deeper and deeper into the ready cunt at her mouth.

       Heather, wind-whipped and nervous, felt the guiding hand on her leg, raising it over the waiting shoulder. The rasp of Paul's probing tongue cut off all other observations as her clit, already inflamed from an hour of constant arousal, now felt the heat and grip of this randy organ, sending shocks up her back. Her hips bucked and tried to drive the organ deeper into her box.

       Her breasts were mountains of pleasure as the wind pulled at the nipples and they bounced with the motion of the truck. The tight skin pulled on the nipples and fire spread across her chest and down her belly.

       In only a few miles, she built up and rushed to orgasm. Her leg tightened behind Paula's back, pulling the head into her crotch. She involuntarily bent backwards, eyes closed, her hands, slid up her lower body and came up under her engorged breasts, cupping them, lifting them, and gripping the nipples savagely as the orgasm took her. Her wild, pleasure cries were carried away on the wind and across the open prairie on each side of the truck.

       Paula, struggled to see and steer as the leg pushed her face deep into the steamy crotch, but she knew from the unrestrained twitching and bucking Heather was about to cum. Her right hand, till now behind the small of Heather's back, traveled downward and the middle finger dipped into Heather's honey pot and became slick with the copious flow. It was withdrawn and Heather jerked again as it slid slowly, but firmly into her ass. It stayed there, wiggling and adding to her uncontrolled spasms, her hips jerking in reaction, driving the probing tongue deeper into her pussy. In seconds, another orgasm followed the first, driving her breath from her. Minutes later, her head still spinning and her nerves still tingling from the explosive release of sexual tension, she slowly slid back into the cab and lay propped up against Paula, groaning and moaning. Her head in Paula's lap, slowly the passion ebbed.

       Paula stroked her hair and back, her right breast pressing down gently over the side of Heather's face. As Heather became more settled, she turned on her back and sucked the pointed tip into her hot mouth and began to gently wash the growing point with her saliva and tongue. Paula felt the warm sensation and the rasp of the tongue and her own lust began to rise strongly again.

       Her voice was husky. "Shit. Hey, baby, we're almost at the turn-in and I'm going to need to actually drive if we're going to get back to the camp in one piece." The gently sucking continued, then, Heather stopped and sat up beside her. Still naked, she fondled the jiggling boobs as the truck wound up through the hills. Just short of the cabin, they halted long enough to put their clothes back on, although the bras remained off.

       Parking the truck in the garage, they gave each other a big, wet French kiss, finally stopping when both became breathless.

       They discovered the cabin locked and empty. Paula found the hidden key and let them in. A note on the table from Monica said that they had a call from the ranch and had to go back to take care of business. They hoped they stay a few days and enjoy themselves and would see them both later in the week. So they had the cabin to themselves. They gave each other a big grin and headed off to get some dinner. It had been morning since either had eaten anything (with the exception of Paula, as she reminded Heather with a wicked grin) and they were starved.

       After dinner, Paula gave Heather the grand tour of the cabin and the lake. The cabin was very beautifully equipped, with very large, airy bedrooms with king sized beds. A large, very well sound-proofed electric generator provided power without noise. The basement had a fully equipped workout room.

       After the and cleaning up, they went out on the porch and sat on a swing and watched the stars come out. The evening air was much cooler now, and the very gentle breeze rustled the leaves in the treetops from time to time. Heather finally moved over to a chair and put her feet up on the rail. Paula moved over next to her and perched on the high railing, feet on the deck. As they talked, Heather began running her long fingernails up and down the inside of Paula's long leg. Over time, the gentle trace raised an urgent need in Paula to have it go higher and higher. She shifted her legs apart, pressing the right one tightly against Heather's thigh, opening up access to her honey pot. In the darkness, Heather could hear her breathing grow more and more ragged as her caress went higher. She finally stopped just a fraction short of direct contact with the now very sensitive nerves, pulsating against the tight fabric of her panties.

       Not shy, she simply stepped out of her shorts and peeled off the panties and said, "Higher. Do me. I need you to stroke me and eat me and fuck me. Please, hurry. I've wanted you to do me ever since the truck ride."

       She sighed as an index finger traced the outline of her black, full bush, then, after some tentative probes, eased inside her to the hilt. The finger pressed, turned, pressed, withdrew and began a slow, tantalizing fuck as her cum began to flow like a faucet. Paula was groaning now. A second finger joined the first, spreading the pussy wider, demanding and getting entrance. Then, a third. The groaning became a eager monologue of passion.

       "Yessssss. Oh, God. That's so GOOD! Deeper. Yes. Fuck it. Fuck my needy hole. Ohhhhhhhh....YESSSSSSS!!!" She was shouting now, her hips bouncing on the railing, an arm around a porch post for support. Her head was back, hair falling out and down behind her head, body shaking. Heather leaned forward and knelt between Paula's legs and smoothly replaced her plunging fingers with her tongue, sweeping up the torrent of cum pouring from the lust of this sweet box, and probing inside, driving Paula up, higher and higher. Her orgasm took her in an intense grip, and stars exploded in her brain.

       "OH! LICK IT! SUCK IT! LICK! SUCK! FUCK! FUCK! SHIT! SHIT! IMGOINGIMGOINGGGGGGGG.....!!!!! The last one continuous shout of glorious passion and lust as she shook and trembled.

       After that send off, they sat together on the porch for a while, then headed for bed. Heather's room was upstairs on the opposite side from the one Paula would be using, they waved good night and she closed the door. Able to take in the room with more time, she was surprised to find that it was fully equipped with a VCR, television fed from a satellite dish on the roof which she hadn't noticed either, a good selection of books and VCR's, and a note reminding the occupant that a full library of books and films was available off the basement and to return anything she took out before she left.

       A bit tired, she took a shower, letting the water cascade off her back for a while, then towled down and returned to the room and slipped into a plain cotton nightgown left on the foot of the bed. It fit very well, but didn't do anything for her shape.

       She turned down the sheets and killed the lights, sliding into bed. AS she placed her head on the pillow, she felt a hard object underneath, and pulled it out. Turning on the light, she found a VCR with a note attached. It was from Monica.

       "Sorry we never got a chance to talk. A friend in the movie business sent this along the other day and I think you'll enjoy it. Let me know what you think.- Monica" The note said.

       The title on the film was "The Best Laid Plans". Curious, she slid the film into the VCR and started up the TV, adjusting the sound lower, she remembered Paula telling her the rooms were sound-proofed. "You could shoot an elephant in there and no one would hear the gun" were the words she had used. She killed the lights again and the film started.

       The scene was a very nicely furnished business ante-room, with several hardback, stuffed chairs, side tables with coffee and refreshments on one side of the room and other tables with brochures and other papers on the other. As the camera panned the room, a door at one end opened and several women entered, dressed in very nice business attire, chatting as they walked in. The stopped at the table and got some pamphlets and moved over to a corner. Other people entered, all young women, very smartly dressed and slowly, approximately twenty people filled the room. One of the women, a blond with long, curly hair in a pale suit, moved around the room, checking on everything and speaking briefly to everyone. As she moved away to the table with the coffee on it, the doors opened again and three women entered, the camera moving in for closer shots. Two of the women, very pretty, we a little older than the rest and the rest of the room watched them out of the corner's of their eyes. These were clearly the boss and a client. The boss began introducing the woman around the room with brief introductions. The other woman, dressed in a very conservative dark outfit, with a single long, dark braid of shiny hair, followed behind, introducing herself behind her boss. She was the administrative aide to the client, who was doing her best to avoid her. Finally, the aide, standing by herself looking a little indecisive for a moment, turned and went over toward the coffee table, coming up along side the blond, who did not look over. The camera moved to the other side of the table and for the first time, the two women were seen close up.

       The brunette spoke first. "You are supposed to have some package." She poured and stirred her coffee.

       The blond smiled and turned. Even the suit couldn't hide the very full figure. The blouse gaped strategically in front, revealing striking cleavage.

       "Nice of you to say so. I'm afraid you have me at a disadvantage. Hello, I'm Tina."

       The brunette turned and started to say, "No, I mean.." her eyes fell on the swelling bosom, long neck and beautiful face and she stammered. Finally looking up, she said, "I meant, they told me to pick up a package from you. I'm Sue, Miss Locklear's assistant."

       Tina's face was suddenly serious. "I have to talk to you during the break. Remember, I'm on channel 15 and the code is 'Snatch'.

       Just then, another door opened and they all went into a darkened, very plush high tech briefing room. Each person had a very plush, high sided leather seat that they sank back into, almost completely out of view of anyone else in the room. Small monitors on arms could be swung in to only they could see the screen. A small key pad was attached to each arm of the chair, with one-half of the entire keyboard on each pad. You could type without moving your hands. Tina stood up and welcomed everybody, then gave them a quick run down on the working of the equipment.

       "We will be giving you a full briefing on the services and benefits for doing business with our firm. We hope you find it stimulating."

       She resumed her seat and the light dimmed further and a large screen at the front of the room began to play an intro film. She kept watch on her monitor and about ten minutes into the droning pitch, a single word suddenly appeared.

       "Tina?"

       "Yes. Sue?"

       "Yes. ?"

       "I know you are in trouble."

       "What do you mean?"

       "I know about the tape Locklear has of you and your -- friend. I know she is using it to pressure you."

       "How.."

       "We have sources."

       "OK, what do you want?"

       "Aside from a good look at you without the jacket, I think I can help you."

       "I don't think anyone can help me."

       "Look, talk to me at the break. I can explain. Believe me, this is your lucky day."

       The screen stopped blinking and the movie faded to a scene with everyone coming out of the room for a break. After a bit, Tina came over to Sue and Miss Locklear in the corner and offered to show Sue how the multi-media room operated. They went back inside the briefing room.

       Tina pulled her up to the front of the room and started talking fast. "Just listen. Your boss got my boss to set up this session so they could film a porn show in here. My boss has hired a female hooker to come in later in the show, under the table when no one can see, and do a job on Locklear. They have the cameras set up to film everyone's reaction to her getting off, especially you. She wants it as a keep sake. Likes to know others are watching. My boss is going to keep a copy of the tape and blackmail Locklear for the business. To add to the excitement, she's having Locklear's coffee or whatever spiked with a drug that will get her really aroused and believe me, when it hits her, they could burn the building down around her and she would still want it. When I did the background on your company, I ran across some things that didn't add up and did some more digging and found out she's got you under her thumb. It pissed me off, since they were going to film me as well. So, if you are in, here's my plan."

       "I've got the cameras set up to film everyone but us two. After the incident is over, I have to go to the recording room upstairs and make a quick copy of the tape for my boss to give to Locklear and give the master to my boss. Well, we'll just run off two extra copies for us."

       "You've got to be kidding. In front of all these people she's going to let..."

       "Honey, when that shit hits her system, she's going to be begging anything that moves to do her. Sue, are you in with me? I'll need your help to make the copies so there won't be a delay."

       People began walking back into the room. Tina began talking louder about a few technical things on one of the keypads.

       Sue nodded her head and said, "I think I understand. Thank you for sharing all that with me. It'll take a few moments to take this all in and know what to do."

       Tina replied, "If there is anything I can do to help you, let me know." In a low voice she said. "15 Snatch, I'll be waiting for an answer." She touched the woman's arm. "Seize the moment, baby. Go for it."

       Sue headed for her seat and Tina ducked outside and ran into the assistant who's job it was to spike Locklear's coffee.

       "How'd that go? Mission accomplished?"

       "No problem, just before you all took your break, I spiked the coffee, just like she said. Put the whole bottle in, just to be sure!"

       "Not the whole pot of coffee! Oh, my God!" Her mind raced and she realized she had had a cup of coffee during the break. It would only be a short while before she too would feel the effects of the drug. Things were not going well.

       Back in her seat, there was a message from Sue. "We have a big problem. Locklear sent me a note saying she had the coffee spiked with a sex drug to see what everybody's reaction will be during the meeting and to take notes for future use! I had two cups during the break."

       Tina didn't have the heart to tell her it was worse than she thought. The briefing went on.

       It was the first flush of heat that flushed her face and chest that told her the drug was hitting. A mild feeling of arousal was an added effect and within moments, she felt a growing need to be aroused. Her nipples rose and pushed her blouse up in distinct points. Nipples that needed to be squeezed and stroked. Her hand was involuntarily reaching up, cupping the breast, long fingertip sliding up and around the hard tip, probing and tweaking the tender flesh. The friction sent a flame up her spine and she gave a slight gasp.

       Across the way, Sue was in even worse straits. Her head was pushed back into the plush chair, mouth slightly open, and her top was now unbuttoned, with a hand boldly slipped inside her blouse, a nipple firmly grasped and being worked. Her body was pulsing in reaction to the stimulation. Her other hand was tracing the inside of her thigh, pushing her skirt up higher and higher.

       As another minute went by, everyone in the room was squirming in their chairs, out of site of the others. One girl pulled her blouse open and popped a firm breast out of its cup and kneaded the firm flesh in strong, urgent pulls. Her eyes were closed and her face was flushed with passion.

       A loud groan filled the air. Hardly anyone noticed. Tina was gripping the edge of her chair, fighting the reaction. She had to hold on till this was over and get that film.

       A note appeared, "Hold on, don't give in to it. I'll be right back."

       Sue was in a bad way. A very controlled person, she was sitting very still, eyes half closed, and kept licking her lips. Her blouse was open and her nice chest almost exposed, but she was starring at the message from Tina and gripped the chair harder.

       Tina slipped outside and found a small woman, slim figure and short hair, waiting, sipping a cup of coffee. "Are you Carolyn?"

       The woman nodded. Tina was starring at the cup of coffee.

       "Nice coffee, it's my second cup!" Tina rolled her eyes and asked "Do you understand your instructions?"

       "Well, I'm supposed to slip into the room and get under the table and then lap up this woman until she cums, right? You want lots of noise, or just do her quick?"

       "Lots of noise. Make her beg to be finished. As out of control as you can manage. Here is your fee. Cash, small bills as you asked. I slipped another thousand in there." The woman's eyes widened.

       "I'm counting on you to make this woman give us a real show. She wanted to put the screws on everybody else, but we're turning the tables on her and screwing her instead."

       "Well, sounds like fun. Let's get started."

       Tina gave her directions on who was sitting where, and went back into the room and resumed her seat. A minute later, the door opened briefly and closed. No one noticed.

       Tina tapped a couple of keys and the video picture of Locklear appeared on her screen above the message area. She flashed the picture onto Sue's screen as well. Sue saw the screen change and began to watch. In moments, you could see Locklear smile and shift around in her chair, smiling. Soon, a leg lifted up over the arm of the chair and the back of a head was visible. In only seconds, her eyes closed and her head leaned back and her mouth opened. The head was moving and bobbing as she worked on Locklear's plush pussy. Sue's hand moved back inside her blouse and lifted her breast up and out of the bra cup and squeezed the nipple. Her eye's never left the screen.

       Her screen beeped and beeped again. A message appeared.

       "Follow me outside through the side door. We need to go to the control room. If you read this, signal OK and erase this message." Sue typed OK and pushed enter, then clear. Across the room, Tina was moving along the wall and suddenly pulled open a door that was invisible. She looked over at Sue, who left her chair and followed. No one was watching them as they slipped out together. They went up a flight of stairs and entered a door at the top. The small room was full of video screens, each showing different people. The camera was focused closely on Locklear. A microphone in her chair was picking up the sounds of her lust.

       "Oh. You wonderful bitch. Eat me. Please. Eat me Oh, yes. Oh." She hissed. "More, more. Please. I can't stand this. Oh." Carolyn was licking the inside of her thighs, now very wide open, both legs over the arms of the air. Her long tongue worked its way up to the dark mat of hair and disappeared inside the very visible pink hole momentarily, then spread a slick trail of saliva and cum down the other thigh. As the tongue flicked inside, Locklear would jerk and moan.

       "Oh, shit. That's good. Tongue. Wet tongue. Give it to me. Tongue. YES! Lick it! Deeper! Oh, God, Deep. Deep. Lick it!" The hiss was becoming louder. Locklear's back was bent and her head was back. The head moved down her leg again. Her pussy was open like a flower, slick and wet.

       Her hands pulled open her blouse and two nice breasts bounded into view. She cupped them and kneaded the tight nipples.

       "Ungh. Please. cum. I need to cum. I have to cum. Please lick me. Yes. Yes! YES!!! LICK! SUCK!! YESSSSS!!!" She was yelling now. Under Tina's guidance, the camera moved down and followed the long tongue in and out of her hole. The lips closed over the turgid clit and pursed and sucked, then released the bud, licking around it. The hips jerked and thrust. And the head moved away again.

       Tina and Sue were spellbound, standing side by side, watching the screen. Tina's arm went around Sue's waist and then they turned and kissed, very passionately. Sue's lips moved up to Tina's ear and whispered "My package wants to fuck you. Please fuck me." A tongue went in and around Tina's ear. Tina kept trying to control the camera, to keep the action in focus. Her eye's kept closing as the hot tongue sent shivers down her spine. Hands were pulling her skirt off, pushing it down. Then her blouse fell away and the bra followed, her two ample breasts, topped with large nipples standing up like thumbs swaying gently as they were released.

       Sue stepped back and her clothes fell to the floor, then she was back behind Tina, her firm breasts flattened into Tina's back, Tina's cheeks pushed into her twat, her arms encircled Tina's trim waist and came up under the plush, full breasts and lifted and kneaded them, long finger nails raking the surface of the tender orbs. Tina groaned.

       "We have to wait. Please, we have to get this on film. Oh, We can't fuck this up now. Oh God, that's so nice. Please." Her pleading did nothing to stop Sue's assault. A hand wandered down into Tina's bush and pressed and pushed the tender, swollen flesh. Tina's legs separated slightly and a finger found it's home inside to the second knuckle. It re-appeared, wet and slick from the copious flow, and disappeared in a steady rhythm.

       "Sue, oh, God. Sue. Watch the screen." Sue came around from the rear and they turned to each other and her hand went immediately back to Tina's bush. She turned to face the screen.

       On the screen, Locklear was gasping for air, thrusting in a steady pattern against the tip of Carolyn's tongue, kept just out of full reach of the hungry pussy. The tip of the tongue would brush the top of the now very visible turgid clit, and a shudder would go through Locklear's body. "OH. OH. OH. Shit. Crap. Shit. Oh. Oh. OH Ah Ah AH AH! AH!" Her tail was slapping the leather chair beneath her buns. Her twat was now fully spread and Carolyn was moving her head around, the tongue never touching the creamy pussy in the same place twice in a row. Locklear moaned over and over. Now she was a horny, lustful little girl, totally under the control of this torture, and all pretense of acting gone. "Help me. oh oh OH! I. OH. cum cum I want to cum I need to cum Oh SHIT!!! Please! Oh, Please!"

       Sue sank two fingers in Tina's hole. Tina groaned. "Oh, yes. Fuck my box." The fingers worked, in and out in a slow paced rithym. "Ummmmmm." Her hips were thrusting to meet each insertion. Her concentration was almost totally gone as this sex pot drove her reserve from her. The heat in her belly spread up her and she could barely stand. Her free hand traveled over Sue's breast and arm, then reached down and found Sue's very wet hole. Tina's eyes closed and her mouth opened with a deep groan as two fingers sank far into her, trapping the tender clit between them.

       Standing there, fucking each other, the cries from the monitor brought their unfocused eyes back to the screen, to a Locklear gone beyond pleading. Only small squeaks and gasps of air were coming from her, her tail lifted high off the chair, her head was thrashing back and forth, her breath coming in explosive gasps. And then, Carolyn finally took her to the top, her cock-tongue sliding deep inside, working and plunging in and out in a rapid fashion. "Coming. I'm Coming. OHohOHohOHohOOOOOOOOOOImCOMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.....!! It ended in a long drawn out shout. Her hands back behind the top of the chair, her pussy thrust over and over into the waiting, driving, hungry mouth of Carolyn. And then, as her body shuddered several times, she fainted. Carolyn made a big production out of licking up the steady flow of cum pouring from the quivering pussy.

       Heather's hand had reached down and a long middle finger was working its way in and out of her now slippery cunt. The torrid sex on the screen, obviously not faked and beautifully photographed, had quickly aroused her, in spite of how tired she had felt only minutes before. Her clit was reaching up and out between the slick pussy lips. The back of her thumb began to stroke its underside as it rose steadily, reaching several inches and tingling. She began to shudder and felt her chest tighten. Another finger joined the first as she fought to keep her attention on the screen.



       On the screen, Tina and Sue were kissing in a deep, messy, very wet French kiss as their fingers continued to pump their passion higher. Tina broke free with a gasp and turned to the equipment. Sue slid her tongue into Tina's ear as Tina slid a blank tape in a copy unit and backed up the first tape. As she did so, Sue moved behind her and her hand went down, a thumb pushing the cheeks aside, and fingers finding a home once again, thumb resting on top of the puckered asshole. Tina moaned loudly and leaned over the console, her butt projecting and her legs far apart. As the camera rolled, the thumb pressed and retreated, sloppy fingers trailing wet cum onto the tender hole, and the thumb returned, pressing down and disappearing to the first knuckle. Tina whimpered. "Oh! It hurts a little. OH. OH!!" The thumb went in to the hilt and was beginning to flex and turn a little. The other fingers went deep into the waiting pussy and began to pump harder and faster. Tina was in ecstasy as she shook and trembled from the lust racing through her body. Sue's hand continued to pump. Somehow, Tina reached out and started the first tape copy running.

       "My God, I'm going to CUMMMMMMM!!!!!!!" She bucked and the probing hand worked hard and fast. A flood of cum ran down the soaked lips. Sue slid underneath and began to lick, as the camera recorded the cum flowing onto her tongue. It licked for a minute, sometimes deeply entering the still inflamed cunt as Tina moaned loudly.

       Heather's well practiced hand slowly spread her slick cum up and down her tense clit, electric sparks racing deep into her pussy, causing muscle spasms deep inside her belly. She slowed her own pace, forcing herself to wait till the movie was finished. She didn't realize her own quiet whimpers were joining those of the movie.

       Tina finally stood up and pulled Sue up to her, she turned her around and pushed her back over a small table in the middle of the small room, as she leaned back, Sue opened her legs and wrapped them around the approaching head as Tina plunged her tongue into the lush, black box without waiting. Tina was eager for this, needing release, wanting this horny bitch to fuck her so badly. She had never been so horny in he entire life. The tongue went into her hole in plunging, stabbing thrusts and her head began to rock back and forth. "Fuck my package. Fuck it. I'm so hot for this. Yes. Oh, Fuck Me fuck me. Oh, Yes, you hot bitch, fuck my package. Yes. Oh. Yes. Oh. Oh. Gooooood. Ummmmm. So goooood! Gooooooodd. Ohhhhh. OHHHHH!!!!. I'm going to cum. Lick me. Harder. Lick it. Suck it. Suck it. Yes. YES. YES. SUCK! SUCK!!! SUC......!!!!!" She came, legs wrapped around Tina's head, hands entwined in the thick hair, pulling her harder into her throbbing, pulsing cunt. Her tight breasts were thrust up between her arms, the nipples rising and becoming very hard as she orgasmed.

       Heather wanted the movie to end so she could cum, but it wasn't over. She raised her legs and suddenly noticed the velvet loops sticking out of the wall just over her head. In seconds, she placed her ankles in the loops and her legs were now up next to her ears, pressing down on her rock hard nipples and pushing her breasts down against her chest. Her pussy was wide open and very easy to reach. Her hand continued the slow teasing, with a third finger joining the first two, forcing the cunt open more. A trickle of cum spread down and over her tender asshole. Through her legs, she continued to watch the movie, through lust blurred vision.

       Tina stood back from Sue and ran her hands up over Tina's body, pinching the still hard nipples, then leaned down over her, pussy to pussy, and kissed her. Their hips ground against each other. Clearly, they were both in heat again. Then Tina got up and quickly changed tapes and started another copy. As she did, the door opened and Carolyn stuck her head in.

       "Hell, how do you get out of this place?"

       "Come in. You did a beautiful job on the bitch. We got it all on tape."

       "Well, she sure was hot. And she got me hot too. I can't believe it. Looks like she got you both horny too. I'm the pro and, yes, I'm still horny!"

       Tina gave her a hug and a kiss. Carolyn said. "Hey, let's finish off today with a group bang. I want to pay you back for that great tip anyway." Her clothes came off quickly, revealing a very beautiful body, particularly a very plush bush.

       In seconds, she climbed up on the table and knelt over Sue's face, with her pussy just above Sue's mouth. Sue didn't hesitate, and her tongue began to fuck the waiting cunt. "Good. Good. Deeper. Good. Oh, honey. Fuck me good!"

       Tina climbed on the table and backed up to Carolyn's waiting mouth, as her tongue slipped inside Tina's own waiting slick box. Tina went down and began to eat out Sue. Hands slid up and down bodies, lifting and teasing nipples to life. Moans filled the air as heads lifted and surged forward, tongues lashing the insides of their eager, flowing pussies.

       Heather's middle finger left her cunt and reached down and pressed slowly into her ass, then her thumb went into the pussy and she pumped both holes. She'd never make the end of the movie as the tempo increased at an alarming rate.

       But she did. They all finished together. Heather's back bent, lifted clear of the bed, her head went back and she shuddered again and again as the orgasm ripped through her and a flood of cum poured onto her hand and down into her ass as the slick finger continued to add to the pleasure. The slick flood trickled into the dark hole as her thumb continued to move in broad circles, pushing the every widening opening to a larger size. On the film, unseen to Heather as her orgasm gripped her in another wave of intense pleasure, Carolyn came with a great gasp and groan, her tongue still buried deeply into Tina's quim. The vibration set off Tina, who pumped her head rapidly into Sue's tender hole in a grunting reflex and Sue joined them in ecstasy. As they got down, Tina stumbled to the copy machine and gave each a copy of the tape, plus one for herself. They put their clothes on, exchanged phone numbers and everyone left the room. The camera panned to the monitor of Locklear just coming to in the now empty room, looking very confused. Finally, she just smiled and put her head back on the chair. A hand wondered to her box. The credits rolled as her moans began to fill the screen amid a closeup of her fingers pumping into the swollen pussy.

       The next day was one of swimming and sleeping. After dinner, they went back on the porch and sat in the swing for a while. They spent several hours tracing the flow of each other's back and arms, sometimes wandering down and around their tits. Heather sat behind Paula for a while, tickling her back and ass. Then Paula went inside and returned with a wicked looking device, with two elastic straps that were attached as loops. Another double dong, one end somewhat short and thick, the other almost eleven inches long and slender and softly flexible, with a small bulb on the end. A thin soft rubber plate separated them and the elastic straps were attached to the plate.

       Paula began stripping Heather eagerly. "Come on, I want you to butt fuck me with this. My aunt gave it to me for my birthday and told me to only use this with someone I completely trust. That's you. I've always wanted to try this and tonight's my chance."

       "It's awful long. Are you sure?"

       "Well, we'll go slow and if it hurts, we'll stop."

       Their clothes off, Paula began to kiss Heather and stoke the jutting boobs, pulling and gently pinching. In only moments, Heather's low level of arousal began to and she soon was very hot and ready to proceed. She sat on the swing and slid her legs into the straps and eased the thicker dong up to the entrance of her pussy. Paula sat beside her and, continuing to kiss her, helped to ease the head into the entrance of the moist crack and worked it, a gentle finger sliding around it, dipping into the hole and wetting the rubber, each gentle push driving it deeper and deeper into the now very wet hole until Heather was panting and moaning slightly. Fully stuffed with pulsating rubber, Heather then reached between Paula's legs and stroked her pussy until it too was slick with cum. The thick dong was now buried deep inside Heather and she was humping eagerly, meeting the slight thrusts of Paula's hand. Judging the moment right, Paula stood up and leaned her on the porch railing, her firm tail jutting back and level with Heather's hips. Aiming a bit lower, with Heather's hand as a guide, the slim dong slid easily up into the waiting pussy, Heather being careful to ease it in slowly, but going deeper and deeper. Now that it was wet and well lubricated, she pulled it out and pressed the small bulb against the pink entrance to Paula's dark tunnel, the wet of the luburication easing the way, Paula began rocking her hips back and forth as Heather, pressing firmly but slowly, began to find the pressure on the long dong caused the thick dong buried in her to shift and swell, stretching her nerves and causing her hips to twitch, breaking her concentration. Her lust grew in leaps and bounds and she wanted to hump. At last, the bulb pressed home and two inches slid inside before Heather could halt the thrust and pull back slightly. A shudder went through Paula and she groaned..

       "Oh. It went in. I feel it up in me. Ohhh.."

       Heather began to work the dong in and out very slowly, with her own pussy trying to force the pace as the fat dong worked her steamy hole as the friction from Paula's tight butt pulled hard on the dong on the outstrokes and created friction thrusting back on the in strokes.. In spite of the slow, measured pace, four inches were soon inside Paula and she was beginning to push back involuntarily to meet each new thrust. She found the deep penetration in her unexplored back channel very arrousing and she moaned again. Five inches and now she groaned loudly as her arousal grew. Six inches and her hips began to thrust and meet the tool eagerly, pulling it from side to side as it slid in and out..

       "Heather, this is good. My cunt is wet." She was panting now, grunting slightly each time the dong plunged home and her ass slapped against Heather's belly. "I'm getting very horny. Oh, God. How deep.. is.... that...? It's sooooo good. More. Please. Give me more. Go faster. Faster. Ohhhhh...... Yes. Yes. That's.....it..

       Eight inches were buried in the dark tunnel and Heather was now thrusting with some vigor as her own need began to take away her ability to control the pace. Nine inches.

       "Aggggghhhhh.... Yes." Breathless. Gasping. Grunting. "Yes. More. Oh. More. I'm going to explode I'm so full. My ass is so FULLLLLL OH GOD!!!"

       Ten inches. Heather was panting and her hands reached out and gripped Paula's hips for better leverage. Her lust taking her, she began to pound the dong home. Her eyes closed as the thrusting shifted into automatic. There was no stopping now. Both women were hot and sweaty in the night air, the smell of hot pussy filled the air, but they were deep in the drive, oblivious. And the dong sank out of sight, and Paula's butt was slapping on Heather's legs.

       Paula eyes were unfocused and her head was thrown back as she groaned and groaned and thrashed and met each thrust with a vigorous push back of her own. Her luscious very firm tits bounced and jiggled in a spastic motion as her body jerked and heaved.

       "God. I'm so hot." She panted. "Oh, Yes! Fuck it. I think I could cum!" She exclaimed in surprise and excitement, as she felt the wave to tension spread through her body, starting with her ass and gripping her pussy. "Honey, fuck me. Fuck Me Harder!.. God. I could cum. I could cum!" She was shouting and panting, breathless. "Yes, I'm coming. I going to cum! IMCUMINGGGGG!!!!"

       And not a moment too soon, as Heather continued to thrust as her own orgasm took her in a juddering wave of heat and nerve pulses. Her pussy clamped down hard of the dong and both girls continued to slam against each other, the slap of hot flesh on flesh carried out into the night. Her loud groan joined Paula's as she released a fountain of cum in a rush, running down her leg, hot, then cooling in the night air.

       They stood there shaking, still joined by the double dong for some time, then Heather started the action again, very slowly. Paula groaned, but didn't protest, as her slightly sore tail spasmed and pulled on the dong. It was a slow, measured fuck once again, taking much longer than the first, but Paula's pussy filled with quickly with cum and it ran down her legs as her sexual tension increased. The night filled with groans and moans and they began to thrust more sharply. The sweat glistened on their bodies in the moonlight. And again the great rush and the tension racked body of Paula began to cause her to twitch and moan as she came in an explosive orgasm more intense than anything she had ever experienced. Her body bent back as she left the railing and Heather reached out and cupped the boobs and gripped the nipples tightly as they pumped and swayed in the night air. It was some time before they calmed down and finally headed for bed. The long double dong was carefully cleaned and placed in the drawer with all the other fantastic other sex tools.

PART 18

       An evening at the movies would be good relaxation, as the two seniors down the hall suggested. Pam and Gloria were roomies from their Freshman year and were known to be real cutups. Pam was of medium height with jet black hair, cut short, flowing full boobs, narrow waist and full hips. Her thin thighs displayed a full crotch gap, particularly when she wore tight jeans, which she mostly did and was wearing tonight. She liked this pair in particular because the crotch seam was pulled deep into her ass and up into her pussy, parting the lips and pushing the silk of her panties a considerable distance into her, letting her hooded clit just barely touch the material from time to time. The sparks were jumping to her stomach as they walked.

       Gloria was much smaller in every way but one. She had a real full set of tits that were all out of proportion to her almost childlike body. And the firm, jutting nipples, always swollen like cherries, were pushing out, always visible through a bra, blouse, or whatever, thumbs tenting under the cloth. She usually wore coverups as much as possible when out, but tonight was girls only and she wore a tight, thin sweater and a flimsy bra that let her boobs ride high and bounce like a firm jello and she strode to keep pace with Heather and Pam. Their heavy weight felt good as it flexed and tugged on the skin of her upper chest. In the cool evening air, her nipples had hardened and her sweater, in a losing battle, strained to control their bulging hardness. Heather walked between the girls and found herself drawn to watch their heaving jiggles. Gloria caught her watching and just put her arm around Heather's waist and they walked on, Heather's own firm high tit pressed into the top of Gloria's swaying boob and Heather could feel the heat rush through her breast and her face flushed. Why was she so suddenly sure that the movies would be more than "than just the movies"?

       They went past the movie district and turned onto a business street that had storefronts lined up, and upstairs apartments, a part of town Heather had never seen. They stopped at a door to a walkup and went inside and up the stair. At the top was a small window in the wall and they each paid five dollars and went down the hall. A small sign was posted outside a curtain that was dimly lit and read "Tonight's Film - Jane's Church Welcome'". It sure didn't seem like much of a movie. Church? Booring!

       Pam and Gloria pushed her through the curtain and inside was a long room with a screen on the end wall. Instead of normal movie seats, there were comfortable lounges and sofas placed so that you could really kick back and still see the movie. In the very dim light, Heather could make out several other couples here and there, but they headed to an empty sofa near the back and plopped down, Heather still in the middle.

       She looked at Gloria with a questioning glance and Gloria leaned close and whispered in her ear "Lesbian hangout - great way to relax. But we can relax and just watch the show. OK?"

       Heather whispered back, "Sure - just a bit of a surprise, that's all. I mean, I have wondered if you two were more than just roomies."

       Pam leaned over and said quietly, "Gloria and I are bi, and well, sometimes we come here just to have a few laughs and relax. We can leave if this makes you uncomfortable. If you want, we can go do something else."

       "No, this is fine. I haven't seen you two being very close in public, though. You had me pretty well convinced everybody might be wrong."

       "Well, we aren't trying to fool anyone. We just enjoy each other from time to time. Gloria is a great lover. She can get me so hot I'll just do anything for her or to her."

       "Really? Your study breaks must be interesting!"

       "Sometimes. Listen, one night after we had studied half the night, she came over to my bed in the middle of the night and started sucking on these big jugs of mine while I was sleeping and by the time I got very awake, the bed was soaked and I was humping her hand and just as I came, she leaned down and stuck her tongue up my pussy. The only thing that kept me from waking up the whole dorm was that she had put a pillow over my face and I grabbed it and yelled into it. I know my breasts are big, and most women who are big don't have very sensitive nipples, but I'm an exception there. And she knows it."

       Heather said, "My tits are real sensitive too. I didn't know big busts usually aren't sensitive. Gosh, Pam, I just love the way your big boobs bounce and jiggle. They are very beautiful to watch. Must be a real mouthful!"

       "Thanks. I've watched you all year and I love your's too. Except when I'm having some hot sex, mine are a big pain most of the time because I can't find anything to wear."

       A voice from the curtain said. "Movie starts in five minutes. It just got delivered."

       "Well, we might as well get comfortable." Pam said. She put some pillows at the end of the couch and swung around and slid down so that her feet were up and her head was in Heather's lap.

       Heather had no place to put her left hand except on Pam's shoulder. Pam didn't hesitate, but just reached up and pulled Heather's hand down inside her sweater and over to her right tit. Heather hand tingled to the silky touch of the swollen warm flesh, the swollen knob on the end pushed her fingers apart. Pam just smiled up at her and then she turned to watch the screen.

       Gloria also turned away and leaned her back against Heather from the right. Heather noticed that her jeans were loosened, midriff bare, with the top of her panties showing, so she put her hand on Gloria's hip, with the warm skin of her side under her palm. These were two very relaxed and free young ladies, these were.

       Almost by reflex, her left index finger was stroking the nipple Pam presented to it and it rose further and wrinkled. The movie started.

       Short credits were followed by scenes of a moving van pulling away and a young, blond woman going into her new house. She began moving boxes around and straightening things out a bit. Upstairs, she made the bed and hung up some clothes. Then, she took a shower and plugged in the TV on top of a packing box and watched some TV. Just then the phone rang.

       It was a church society calling, a member having noticed she just arrived and, not seeing any men or children there to help, wondered if she could use some assistance moving. A brief conversation ended and she wandered upstairs and quickly took a shower and pulled on a clean T-shirt and jeans from a suitcase. Just as she finished, the doorbell rang and off she went to the front door.

       Two young women greeted her, with some food and a box full of cleaning equipment. They were a brunette and a redhead, both dressed in sweatshirts over t-shirts and jeans. After introductions, they went into the living room and sat for a minute and chatted.

       Linda, the blond owner of the house wore no bra, and her nice, round tits filled the T-shirt and caused it to strain a bit under the arms. One of the other woman, Karen, the brunette, kept glancing at Linda's swollen chest and started to lick her lips. But, they got up and cleaned and straightened for a while. Linda went upstairs and began putting things up on shelves in the closet and the first church women, named Lisa, came in to help her. Linda was up on a short ladder and Lisa stood beside her and handed things up. Several times Linda wobbled and Lisa grabbed her hips and held her tight, Linda's crotch only inches from her face. Lots of sexy looks were given to Linda's moving boobs as Linda reached and stretched. The bottom half of Linda's breasts were falling out of the bottom of her t-shirt as she reached up.

       The top shelf was a big stretch and Lisa boldly grabbed Linda's cheeks and pressed her face into the presented mons. Linda was a bit surprised by the embrace, but clearly was enjoying the sudden pressure and heat on her pussy, in spite of her confusion. This was repeated several times as more things went onto the shelf.

       A closeup showed that Linda's tongue was out and pressing on Lisa's bulge in a thrusting motion. Linda's eyes flickered as the lust raced through her. She froze with her arms up, gripping the top shelf. The embrace continued and Lisa's hands stroked the back of Linda's legs and up to her crack, each time moving more and more boldly into the gap between Linda's legs. Lisa backed off and popped the snap on Linda's jeans and eased them down. Linda found herself trapped on the top of the stool, her hands now on the top of Lisa's red head, and then Lisa buried her tongue in Linda's cunt. Linda began almost at once to gasp and shake. It must have been a long time for her without sex, and this assault from this woman, a church woman, so unexpected, had taken her completely by surprise. But her own sudden lusty response suppressed any strong actions to stop the activity, and her eyes closed and her head bent back, mouth open. She began to groan and give little yips of pleasure, closeups showing the glistening tongue working the wet pussy vigorously. The groaning became more pronounced and she began to whimper.

       "Oh. Oh. Suck me. That's so deep. Wet! Wet! Lick me. Lick it. Yes. Yes. Yes. YES! OH YES! OH OH OH! OH. Ungh...Ungh... Unnnnnn... " She came with several spasms shaking her body, her hands pulling hard on Lisa's head, burying her even deeper into her open crack. Lisa kept licking furiously and Linda came down from the orgasm and went again. "Stop. Please stop. No. Oh. No, please. Oh, yes. Stop. Yes. Good. Mustn't. God. Good. God. I'm cominnggggGGGGG!!!!!"

       This time, Lisa did let her come down from the ladder, giving her a big kiss and helping her pull on her jeans, taking the opportunity to push the t-shirt up over the lovely boobs and sucking each one briefly.

       "Don't tell Karen. She's pretty straight and will get pretty upset, by, well you know."

       "Well, I thought I was straight too, until just now. That was great!" She was smiling. "How did you know I'd let you do that? We hardly know each other."

       "I didn't plan it. You just looked so hot and I was horny and decided to go for it. Nothing ventured, nothing gained! I mean, to be fair, who are you going to complain to? The Minister. 'Minister Jones, your most popular and hardworking, God-loving servant came to my house and went down on me when I was weak. I know I had two orgasms, but she made me do it.'"

       Linda had to admit it did seem unlikely. The both laughed. And Linda playfully pushed Lisa away, saying, 'Get thee back from me, you harlot of the devil!'"

       Karen joined them seconds later. "Well, I can see you two are making good progress up here!"

       "You can sure say that!" Lisa said and Linda laughed again. They exchanged sidelong looks and Karen looked puzzled, but said nothing.

       Heather had continued to tease Pam's nipple, stroking it with her finger, fingernail, and pinching it from behind the now swollen red circle. It was very, very hard and wrinkled under her gentle attention. Pam would give a shiver from time to time. Heather moved her hand over to the other breast and began to give it equal time. In response, Pam slid her hand down and popped the top snap of her jeans and slide the zipper down. Her hand disappeared into her panties, forming a man-like bulge.

       Gloria was also responding to Heather's equally gentle, steady, almost feather-like tickling along her bare side. Tickling always deeply aroused her, and now her panties were wet as her arousal grew. Heather moved her hand around to the bare stomach and began to trace almost imperceptible circles over the sensitive area above Gloria's mons, the hair on her stomach sent out signals and the skin formed goose bumps and a shiver went down Gloria's back and her clit tingled. Heather had already begun to attack the one erogenous zone Gloria had that was capable of sending her almost completely out of control, making her a prisoner to her lust, unable to stop.

       Knowing these two woman certainly weren't complaining about the skilled attention she was giving them, she turned her attention back to the movie.

       The scene now changed back to the now straightened living room and they broke out some beers and sat down.

       Linda said, "It was very nice of you to come over so quickly. I didn't realize how much stuff I had until I started to unpack. You think a house would be bigger than an apartment, but I don't know where I'll put all this stuff!"

       The phone rang, and it was for Lisa. "Sorry, guys, got to run out on you. Problem at home and Harry wants to go out for dinner, so I have to go."

       Linda escorted her to the front door. Lisa turned and said, "I like you a lot, Linda. Maybe real soon we could go out somewhere quiet, and maybe have a box lunch, or something?"

       Linda grinned. "I never thought I'd hear myself say this, but that sounds like something to really look forward to. This time, I'll think up the dessert, so bring a big appetite!"

       "Don't worry! One thing I seem to have is a big appetite, all the time. Bye!" And she was off.

       Back in the living room, Linda settled in and noticed Karen was looking over some family photos up on the mantel.

       "Husband? Ex?"

       "No. Never married. Got engaged once to a nice guy, but he got cold feet and backed out. Never seem to find guys that really appeal to me, and I guess I'm too picky, as I refuse to settle. That's my brother Fred."

       "Nice looking family."

       "Thanks."

       "So, Linda, what do you do? Hobbies, interests?" Karen was casual as she asked.

       "Well, I program computers during the day. Boring as shit. Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean..."

       "Linda, relax. Let your hair down. Life goes on. Just because I go to church and do a lot of volunteer work for people who need it, doesn't mean I don't have a real life like everybody else. If work is boring as shit, say so. Now, as you were saying...."

       "Well, for relaxation, I run, play tennis, go to a gym once I locate one I like, like to have a garden, and I work at a food kitchen in the next town over once a month."

       "And for sex?"

       Karen almost spit out a big swallow of beer she was sucking down from the almost empty can. She used the opportunity to get up and go to get two more cans. You could see she was thinking rapidly.

       Heather's hand moved down into the hair of Gloria's pussy and began teasing the top of her lips apart with her index fingernail. The friction caused the lips to part immediately, releasing a flow of cum from her lubricated vagina. Gloria was aware of the hot wet flowing down her crack and over her rear door, but didn't care. She was having a hard time paying attention to the movie by now. The anticipation of a finger sliding into her pussy any moment had her almost breathless. She was thinking, "Hurry, Heather, I need it so bad. Hurry."

       "I think, " Linda began very tentatively, "that..."

       "It's a small town, Linda. Even us upstanding church people know all about everything that goes on in this town in a very short time. Well, almost everything. For instance, Lisa, who just left, well, she's been sleeping with women on and off since she was fifteen. Once with my sister. And she thinks she has us fooled. Everybody plays the game, for her sake, then grins when she leaves the room. She must be a good lover, though. Never heard any complaints and, she never fails to have partners, even in this small town. Most other eligible women actually thank her for taking so many competitors out of the action, especially when there are so few bachelors available. For the heteros, I mean."

       "Frankly, Karen, I may take a bit a adjusting to this. But, since you seem to know so much already, well." She took a deep breath. "I've always thought of myself as a strict hetero, but in the last few months, I've begun to wonder if that's completely true. I've noticed that certain women," she glanced briefly at Karen's face, "seem to turn me on. Definitely not something I ever noticed before. And, I've had a few very horny dreams, and they all involve women, or women and a man. I guess I'm a bit confused right now."

       "Does that scare you, or make you fearful?"

       "No, not really. I mean, I've never thought of myself that way, but if that is what is happening to me, then it's going to happen. Maybe I want it to happen. I just don't know. I guess I'd be nervous about the people down at the church hearing about this.."

       Karen leaned forward. "Not to worry. My lips are sealed. Like I said, there are a FEW secrets this town doesn't know. What do you plan to do about all these feelings?"

       "I haven't any idea. I guess it'll work it's way out over time. It is confusing me, though."

       They finished their beers. Karen came over closer to Linda and said. "Maybe we should take some time and see if we can help you figure this out, and reduce your confusion."

       Linda looked up. "How?"

       "Well, you don't seem to mind the idea of being bi- or even gay, but you seem uncertain if you enjoy the idea of sex with a woman. So, maybe we should go upstairs and explore that area a bit and you can decide for yourself. And if you decide something's not right, then you'll know."

       Linda looked uncertain. "I don't know."

       Karen was taking charge now. She took Linda's hand and then they went up the stairs.

       Heather was taking charge of Gloria's pussy now. Claiming it as her own. A now slippery finger slowly disappeared into the waiting tunnel, and began making slow circles around the yielding walls, being very careful to scratch her with her nail. Gloria began to hump slightly, trying to get more of the finger into her. Heather slowed the pace. In a long while, if Gloria was good, she'd let her have another finger. Gloria almost cried out in frustration, but bit her lip and held on. Hot was not the word for how she felt at that moment. If it was possible for a clit to simply explode, she was sure her's would burst any second.

       Pam's hand was flexing in her pants, and Heather was tracing lines up each breast with her long, sharp fingernails, careful again not to scratch, but apply enough pressure to cause the nerves to scream out. Pam was having trouble breathing now, her chest was tight and on fire. She needed to have her tits sucked badly, but knew it couldn't happen her with Heather also servicing Gloria. She slide a third finger inside and groaned at the tightness. She would have to cum soon.

       In the bedroom, Karen led Linda to a chair and had her sit, facing a mirror. She stood behind her and told Linda to close her eyes. After a moment, she began to stoke the sides of Linda's neck, face, ears, and hair. Running her fingers lightly over Linda's lips, she traced outlines of her face over and over. Reaching over, she picked up a hairbrush and began to brush Linda's hair, stopping from time to time to stroke Linda's neck and face. Linda was almost melting into the chair with relaxation.

       Seeing she was relaxed, her stroking began to explore Linda's shoulders and the very upper part of her chest. Almost imperceptibly, Linda leaned back to ease Karen's task. Karen responded by letting her fingers run under the seam of the neck of the t-shirt, now beginning to approach the uppermost swelling of Linda's chest. Her nipples now began to show clearly as buds through the t-shirt.

       "Should we stop?" Karen asked softly.

       "No, that is...very relaxing. Please don't stop. Yet."

       Karen became a bit bolder and began to gently fondle Linda's breasts above the nipples, the sides, squeezing them in toward the middle, then, sliding her hands down Linda's front and pressing the swelling flesh out toward her sides, always taking time to come back to her face, neck and hair. Her own breasts were now pressing lightly on the sides of Linda's head, almost trapping it into their soft embrace. Linda leaned back and for the first time, moaned.

       The moan came just in time for Pam, as she was now building toward a climax. To her frustration, Heather pushed her hand up out of her jeans. Wait, the smile said. Wait. Not yet. But she wanted it so bad. Her breathing was so ragged now, as she tried to focus back on the screen.

       Heather finally gave Gloria a second finger, languidly joining the first in exploring this girl's heavenly love box. Heather could feel the muscles trying to grab and hold her fingers. And slowed down here as well. Now it was Gloria's turn to groan.

       Karen began to run her lips along Linda's right ear as she shifted from behind Linda to her side. A tongue flicked out and the tip disappeared into the recesses of the ear, then out along the edge, then back in, as Karen began a slow tongue fuck of Linda's ear. Her right hand very slowly began to massage Linda's stomach, pushing the t-shirt up until it was bunched under her breasts. And then, she lifted it above the orbs and she had free access at last. Linda whimpered as the experienced hands began to pinch and twist her now hard nipples.

       Heather gave Pam another finger and her back bent from the tension in her. In and out. Slowly, a thumb now exploring the area around her clit, but never touching it. Pam began to almost pant, as she hung near orgasm, but just far enough away that nothing triggered it. She was floating along on a warm wave of sensation now, completely ignoring the movie.

       Heather continued to watch the tender love making scene on the screen and felt her own arousal grow. But she was determined to finish these girls together. Pam would have to wait a bit. And she withdrew two fingers and went back to one. Pam's pussy almost screamed at the withdrawal, the empty feeling pulling Pam back a bit further from the brink. God, she needed to cum so badly right now. Heather, oh, Heather. Make me cum now. Please. Don't tease me like this. Please, fuck me, please.

       Heather let Gloria's hand reenter her pants, but she put her hand over her slit, forcing Gloria to fuck herself using Heather's fingers. Teach Heather's fingers where to go. What to touch. It was slow. It was maddening. NOW! Her body was crying out. PUT SOMETHING IN THERE AND DO IT! But her fingers couldn't teach Heather fast enough, and she too was delayed. In agony. Ecstasy. Pain. Glorious sensations. She was almost screaming in her brain for relief. But none came. Not yet.

       On the screen, Linda was moaning steadily now. Karen was sucking on one breast, pulling on the nipple with her lips, stretching the nipple out and pulling it from side to side. Her other hand caressed the other globe gently, distracting Linda from the constant flood of warm sensations in her nipple.

       And then, Karen sat back. Linda finally opened her eyes, still clearly deeply aroused. Karen said, "Perhaps we should stop now, if you are feeling uncomfortable."

       And Linda, needing to go on to satisfy her arousal, whispered, "No, please don't stop. I mean, I think I like this a lot. Perhaps we should go further. Yes, definitely further. I should be sure."

       Karen, pushing Linda further, said "Go further and do what, my dear? Perhaps if you were a little more explicit...."

       Linda, knowing Karen wanted her to say it, just blurted out, "Please fuck me Karen. Take off my pants and fuck me with your tongue. Suck my clit. Eat me. Take me and fuck me. Please, please don't stop."

       Karen replied, "Well, my horny little bitch, I could just leave you hanging, but that would be cruel. I must ask you for something in return." Her fingers were on the front Linda's jeans and she was snapping them off, and sliding them down. The panties followed as Linda quickly discarded the now soaking wet cloth.

       "Yes, what. Anything. Please.." She was trying to guide Karen's head into her pussy.

       "I need you to join our little congregation, and my church community welcome wagon committee. And you will do whatever I tell you from now on, with no exceptions."

       "No exceptions. I hereby join. Yes. Yes. Just tell what to do, consider it done." Her hands guided the smiling face to her nether regions. And a hot tongue buried itself in her loins. Sitting Linda slowly down on the chair, Karen pulled Linda's legs up over her shoulders, never stopping the actions of her cum slicked tongue. Linda was into her first orgasm almost before her heals settled in the small of Karen's back. But Karen kept up a careful pace, and brought Linda off again and again, with much sucking and slurping, brought on by the continuous outpouring of lubrication from Linda. Her cum matted mons gleamed dark on the screen, in complete contrast to her light blond hair, now hanging down the back of the chair as she was taken, her head back, eyes closed, mouth open. Her only sounds were her cries and screams each time she came off, and the jerking and shuddering of her body, making the chair creak and groan.

       Heather plunged a third finger, then a fourth into Pam's pussy, and was rewarded with Pam giving a loud grunt, then her vaginal muscles gripped Heather's fingers tightly in waves, as her first orgasm hit her.

       Gloria was just getting Heather's fingers into the right positions and locations when Heather withdrew her blockage of Gloria's pussy and reached up and squeezed Gloria's right nipple hard, twisting it. Electricity shot to Gloria's now quivering pussy. Her hand dove for her love canal and her fingers found her now exposed clit. In an explosion of sensation, she released and stopped breathing. Heather twisted the nipple again. Another wave of heat flowed off her chest to her twat and she released again.

       On the screen, Karen was giving Linda a brief hug and then asked for a ride home, as her car had been borrowed by Lisa when she left earlier. They climbed in and Karen gave directions. Shortly, they pulled up in front of a nice large white house and Karen turned to Linda.

       "Well, we certainly know a little more about your sexual habits now. Welcome to our church, my dear. Now, tomorrow morning at 10AM sharp, you will go to the jewelry store at the corner of Twelfth and Main over in Clinton, about twenty miles from here. Tell the woman I sent you. You are to have both nipples pierced and two centimeter gold rings inserted. In your clit, I want it pierced and a jewelry bar inserted. You will wear a gold chain around your waist with chains from your nipples and one to your clit bar. There is a committee meeting tomorrow at 1PM here at the house. Before the meeting, you will show me the rings and chains. You will not have sex with anyone in this town without my express direction or permission, including masturbation. I know you don't have any questions, as you know what I will do to your reputation in this town if you don't do as I say. And, I must say, I certainly enjoyed having you today."

       To say that Linda's eyes were big at this point would be an understatement, as the camera caught the look of surprise, shock, and gradual acceptance to her now evident plight. The car slowly drove away, Linda now in tears. The camera stayed on the white house and a sign came into view, which read, "The Elm Street Church Parsonage, Get the Direction You Require in Life". As Karen stepped inside the front door, her husband, the minister, greeted her.

       "Well, do you think the new young lady will fit into our congregation?"

       "Oh, yes. A most delightful, tasty young lady, with much energy and decidedly useful interests. After we discussed things, she is all too eager to join and be a very active member of my committee. She should be a valuable asset in the community. I plan to use her at every opportunity. As a matter of fact, she is running a little errand before the meeting tomorrow. She seemed eager to do something to impress me. Plan to stop by and meet her tomorrow, Linda is her name."

       As they walked down the hall, the camera held back, and you could hear minister saying. "Darling, I don't know what we'd do without your committee. They join with such a commitment, and jump every time you snap your fingers. It's amazing. Praise the Lord!"

       And the film faded to black and the credits rolled. Heather was laughing. Pam and Gloria were slowing pulling their clothing back on and were puzzled, as they had missed the whole second half of the movie.

       "What's so funny?"

       "Oh, you had to watch the whole thing. I think your minds were somewhere else there for a while." Heather said.

       "Ain't that the truth. God, I could kill you for making me wait so long! You're mean." Pam complained.

       "Don't complain to me if you take me out all sexed up and then have to wait a little to get where you want to go. I could have just stood up and complained out loud that you two are disgusting and walked out. Then where would you be?" Heather was just teasing.

       Gloria wasn't so certain. "Listen, Heather, we thought you liked.. I mean...If you didn't..."

       Heather stopped her in mid-sentence with a steamy french kiss. Pulling back, she said, "Now you two have got ME all sexed up and I demand equal time. Take me back to my room and you two tarts have your evil way with me. And take your time. Somehow, I don't feel like sleeping tonight."

       And they marched out of the theater, into a Spring shower that completely soaked their clothes as they walked, making their t-shirts complete invisible. They laughed and giggled as they snuck up the back stairs to Heather's room. It was after lunch before they finally wore her out, and then they slept in a sculpted tangle of limbs, fingers and mouths still resting on the last place they had explored. The cum soaked bedding slowly dried in the quiet of the room. A bird, landing on the window sill, looked into the room and left. For Heather, her Junior year was starting out better than she had hoped. Her leg slowly straightened out and Pam's fingers instinctively closed around Heather's left breast. Much better than she had expected.

(To Be Continued....)

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