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HEATHER AND HER ADVENTURES PART 14 BY "RAMAPO"
Two weeks later, there was a small reception at an art showing
downtown, to be attended by several art critics from New York. Traci
invited Heather and that night, they both took special care to look
good.
When Traci saw Heather as she walked to the car, her breath
caught. Stunning in a black dress that displayed her bosom in a daring
way, dark hair draped over her shoulders and spilling down her back,
she was a show stopper. Traci felt that familiar pull and pulse in her
pussy. "Wow, that's some dress! You sure are going to turn heads
tonight."
"I just wanted you to be proud of me. Thanks for asking me along.
Think we'll meet anybody we know? Maybe we can team up and get
somebody hot enough to fuck us tonight as a side benefit."
"You've got me hot enough to want to fuck you right now. Actually,
I'm not sure. Anita Smathers will be there. She's that new young
critic from the paper. I've heard she's really a great person to know.
Seems to be on everybody's "A" list, if you know what I mean. A lot of
doors open to her."
The hall was full of people, mostly older, apparently rich.
Everywhere Heather went, necks craned and eyes followed. The women
were looking daggers at her revealed, voluptuous young figure. Traci
also noticed the attention and finally, handing Heather a glass of
champagne, said, "I think all the men want to fuck you and the women
want to kill you. Except me. I'd like to fuck you too. It always seems
to work out the other way around!"
They both laughed and continued to cruise. Finally, they headed
toward a corner where a bigger than usual crowd seemed to be gathered
and there in the middle was Anita. Working their way to front of the
crowd, they soon were off to one side. Anita was a trim woman with a
short hairstyle, striking face, great legs and very nice, well exposed
bosom. She was holding forth on some art question. As she spoke, she
was slowly looking around and finally, her eye fell on Heather and in
one quick pass, took in her striking figure so beautifully displayed.
Next to her was another very attractive woman and they seemed to be
together. Finishing her comments, she excused herself and came over to
Traci and Heather. "Hello, I'm Anita Smathers."
"I'm Traci and this is Heather. I'd hoped we'd meet and have a
chance to talk. I'm an art professor over at the college and would
love to have an opportunity to show off some of the art work my class
has produced."
"I think you already brought along a piece of that art with you.
Heather, you are quite stunning in that dress. You must have them
licking out of your hand." She was looking directly into Heather's
eyes.
Heather never blinked. Quietly she said, "And in other places, if
the opportunity presents itself. Thank you."
"We'll never be able to talk about such opportunities here." She
put her arms around both of their waists in a very familiar way and
then walked slowly along. "Why don't you both come to my hotel when
this thing is done and we'll share a glass of wine and get into things
when we can be more comfortable." She walked away and Heather and
Traci stared at each other. Each could feel their pussy grow moist at
the thought of an evening with this lovely person. They linked arms
and killed time looking at the exhibits and caressing each other's
arms when no one was looking.
The hotel room was on the top floor. When they knocked, the door
opened and Anita was standing there in a very sheer camisole, her own
very ample tits pushing the top almost to the side and pussy stuffed
with smooth silk fabric deep into her crack. Her face looked a little
flushed.
She handed them each a glass of wine. "There're some outfits in
the other room if you want to be more relaxed." She waved them toward
a door.
They wandered into the other room and each selected some items.
All were very revealing and the bottoms were sewn in such a way to
force the fabric up tight against their assholes and deep into their
twats. When the finished, they looked at each other and smiled. There
was no doubt this woman wanted some action. Already, Traci was showing
signs of wetting the fabric with the come she was producing from all
the friction of the material on her clit. They went to the other room
and Anita was sitting in the middle of the sofa, arms spread, chest
exposed, nipples slightly extended. They sat on each side and sipped
their wine. Anita looked at both of them and said, "You both look very
hot in those outfits. Why, Traci, from the look of that wet pussy of
yours, I do believe you have the hots already." Her hand traced the
top of Traci's leg and ended up only a fraction from the top of her
twat.
"You don't have them on quite right. Let me show you." She pushed
Traci to her feet and, sitting front of her, pulled them down and,
fingers reaching inside, Traci gasped and jerked as she smoothly
separated the wet lips and pulled the clit out to it's full length
with thumb and forefinger. The other hand pulled the panties back up
and this time, the lips were separated even more deeply by the crease
in the panties. Now her clit was standing at full attention straight
out through a well placed hole in the fabric. The tight fabric was
wrapped firmly around the base with an elastic and held it up and out.
"Ohhhh. I wasn't expecting that. These are sure unusual pants."
She was trembling slightly. Anita's face was only inches from her
crotch and her hot breath was on her clit. Tingles were racing through
her pussy.
"You bet they are. I say, let's get you off honey, before you go
nuts."
Without waiting for an answer, she slid her hands up the pant legs
openings and grabbed each cheek. The tightening fabric pulled the clit
up and squeezed the base even harder. Traci felt as thought someone
was using a vacuum on her pussy and a vise grip on her clit, which had
never been so abused. Now she was shaking and not a little confused by
the sudden harsh assault on her lower parts. Anita pulled her closer
and leaned forward, sucking the now rigid clit deep into her hot, wet
mouth without any preliminaries.
"Ohhhhh. GOOODDDDD! Oh SHIT! You. Shit.. Fuck. OHHHHHH, I'm
COMMMMMMMM.NNNNNN. MNNNNNN.!" Unable to break away, and somehow not
really wanting to, she looked desperately over at Heather, who was
observing in surprised silence, wine glass poised in mid-air. The
confident, directness of this woman was amazing. Anita sucked hard and
her tits fell completely out of the top of the camisole, nipples now
hard from her own excitement.
Unable to back away, Traci's eye's closed as she felt the heat in
her loins begin to rapidly take her by storm. Her hands were on
Anita's head, fingers woven in her hair, pulling her into her crotch
in a reflex. "OHHHHHHH. I. Ungh. Ungh." She grunted as the wave hit
her belly and she came. Her heavy breasts were billowing and shaking,
nipples riding the crests just inside the sheer fabric that struggled
to contain them.
Heather found herself very turned on and in need of relief after
observing this sudden, very hot sex right in front of her. "Your
turn."
In one motion, Anita pulled free from Traci, still shaking and not
completely done with her orgasm, turned and pushed Heather onto her
back on the sofa. Lifting a leg, she pulled Heather's panties off to
one side and stuck a long tongue deep into her pussy. Fireworks went
off in her pussy as the tongue whipped in and out. Prowling
everywhere, it had her on fire and in less than a minute, she was no
longer aware of where she was, only the heat in her pussy pushing her
higher and higher. She could hear herself moaning wildly, unable to
stop herself. Anita's hands stole up and gripped her breasts firmly,
squeezing the nipples and pulling them hard. It hurt, but she couldn't
stop Anita now, she was too overwhelmed by the lust in her belly. Her
legs were on either side of Anita's head, wrapped at the ankles as she
humped the hot mouth. In less than a minute, she had an explosive
orgasm, then rapidly, five more in quick succession, all pumping come
into the woman's waiting mouth. Her tongue worked like a beaver and
sucked it all down.
She was dazed as she tried to sit up. Anita was casually sipping
her wine and looking at them both, eyes filled with excitement.
"I don't know about you, but I like to get the preliminaries over
with. You two are really beautiful, hot bitches. I never have any luck
at these out of town things, but tonight, I got a double bang for my
buck, I'm sure! I trust you both don't mind a little sex to spice up
the conversation?" Her use of the word "little" was a classic
understatement. Her assault had left both of them breathless and
neither responded.
"Heather, you taste delicious. I must have you again later." She
smiled at her. A bit of come still clung to her upper lip. She wiped
it clean with her tongue and smiled again. She reached up and pulled
Traci, who was still standing in a daze, onto the sofa between them.
"Hell, we can talk in the morning. Let's get her off again. You
suck the left one and I'll take this one. Don't stop until she comes.
Ever had a nipple orgasm? I never thought it was possible, but the
daughter of one of my friends sucked on me for over an hour one night
and, well, you'll see. Suck her good."
Heather managed to get up and leaned down and pulled the fabric
away from the swinging boob and pulled the nipple into her mouth. It
was still slightly tight, but fully hardened immediately. Traci's
nipples were very sensitive and when sucked, sent electric shocks to
her pussy. Heather pulled more of the billowy breast into her mouth
and sucked hard. Traci grunted and moaned and yelped a little. Two hot
mouths were pulling her chest, more and more of her flesh disappeared
into them. Her nipples were on fire and she couldn't breath. Her
moaning got louder. Her hands wrapped around the back of their heads
and pulled them into her breasts. Her pussy was pulsing from the
stimulation. It was electrifying, but already her nipples were sore
and beginning to hurt. One second, she felt on fire and the next the
pain would hit.
Anita was sucking so hard it sounded like explosions as the air
rushed back in as the nipple popped free. She repeatedly inhaled over
half of the large tit, whipped the nipple with her tongue and then,
sucking as hard as she could, pulled her head back until the breast
was stretched out, skin rigid. Pulling back further, the breast would
finally pop out of her mouth, unable to stretch any further. Each
time, Traci would yelp and moan and whimper.
"Please stop. It hurts. Ohhhh. That's good. Oh. I'm so hot. I need
to come. Ouch. Ohhh. MMMM. Please make me come. Heather, honey, make
me come."
"No. Suck the bitch. She'll come this way if it takes all night."
Heather sucked harder, following Anita's lead. Traci was shaking
and trying to get her hands into her crotch to get off. Anita pushed
them away sucked even harder.
"I. Can't. Take. Any. More. Of This.. Please Oh God." For twenty
more minutes, as Traci wailed and whimpered, they sucked. Her nipples
were up like large thumbs, twice a big as ever before and still they
sucked. Her ass was bouncing and twisting on the sofa and come was
pouring from her pussy as her legs opened and closed in reflex.
"Now, bite her!"
"No. Ow. OWW!" Teeth gripped her nipples. Sharp pain flashed
through her chest and her stomach contracted. Then, just as she felt
she would scream, the orgasm hit, an unexpected blinding flash of
pleasure and pain as her pussy spasmed and her tits, already seemed to
explode with fire that washed away the pain. "UUUUNNNNNNNNMMMMNN... "
The fire spread over her chest and through her body, driving her
deeper and deeper into the orgasm. She had never experienced anything
remotely like this and her body was totally out of control. She was
unable to breath as it continued to hold her chest in total control.
Her pussy pulsed again and again, come pouring out onto the now wet
sofa. It was two minutes before her head even started to clear. Her
chest was still on fire, nipples inflamed from the abuse.
"Watch" Anita leaned over and pulled the abused, obscenely swollen
nipple into her mouth again and ran her tongue over it. It was
exquisitely sensitive from the abuse.
"God!. No! It hurts! I..." She never finished. Another orgasm
ripped through her, from nowhere. The flame spread out over her and
she came. Twice more over the next ten minutes, Anita waited till her
head would start to begin clear, then brought her off with more
sucking and biting. Anita finally passed out, sweat running from her
from the effort.
"That happened to me too. When I woke up, the little bitch had put
hickeys all over my tits and I had to hide for two weeks. I was
swimming at their pool while they were away and the kid came home from
school and came over and wanted to know if I would like to experience
something she had learned at school. Before I could move, she pulled
my top off and latched onto me like a leech."
"I came so hard I was yelling my head off. I don't think I'll get
invited back soon! The kid comes over once in a while, though."
Heather looked at Traci, exhausted and groggy in the wake of her
passion. She rolled her head around and smiled slightly and whispered
"Your turn."
Anita got off the sofa and took Heather's hand and led her to the
bedroom. Pushing her on the bed, she pulled open a drawer and pulled
out ties and began tying Heather to the bed, face down, running her
hands over her tail and legs as she worked. She pulled each one very
tight and turned off the light.
"I'm going to fuck your ass, honey. I hope you like it as much as
I will."
Heather couldn't see anything, but heard sloshing and then Anita
was sitting on her legs and pushing at her asshole with her fingers. A
finger went in and then two. It hurt and she complained a little, but
Anita kept working. Soon, her fingers were withdrawn and a large dildo
was worked into her, ribbed on the upper end and it hurt as it passed
inside, but the lower shaft was smooth and narrow. Anita pumped it
steadily inside and soon she was stuffed with over seven inches. The
pain was being replaced with tingles in her pussy. Her clit rose and
stabbed at the bed. Anita's weight left her legs and she moved up
slightly and eased the other end of the double dong into her own ready
twat. Big as it was, she was so excited and lubricated, it slid inside
without much fuss, pushing her tissues aside as it tunneled up into
her.
"Oh, gooddddd. Heather, this big stick is going to fuck us both.
Ummmmmm.."
She was rocking back and forth. Finally, her pussy was stuffed
full and the pubic hair pushed down into Heather's ass crack. Joined
as they were, as Anita pumped, the shaft rose and fell deep in
Heather, moving back and forth and in and out. Her pussy was on fire
and her insides were being stirred from the deep penetration.
"Like this? It's going to be so nice. Your ass will thank you in a
few minutes." She was rising and falling at a steadily increasing
rate, her own passion close to the edge. Her nice breasts were
bouncing to the rhythm, the bed bouncing back, each stroke driving the
thick shaft in and out of both of them. Her come was now running down
the shaft and into Heather's hot hole for extra lubrication. Heather
needed to come, but, hot as she was, the orgasm just wouldn't release.
Her desperation was growing. Her chest was pinned under her, nipples
hard and hurting. Her clit was being driven into the bed with each
bounce and shocks were ripping through her belly.
"Ohhhhhhh. Anita. fuck me. FUCK ME. fuck my ass. Make me come.
Please. Make me comMMMMMMmmMMMMMM! Then, Anita pumping hard, both of
them came. Anita was bent back, eyes closed, mouth open in a silent
groan, her pussy gripping the fat stick in her twat, dragging it in
and out of Heather's ass. Heather came again.
Anita never stopped. Hips still twitching from the orgasm still
not completely over, she began another pumping drive. Two minutes
later, she was orgasmic and Heather could hardly believe the pounding
her ass was taking, but then her own excitement rose and then they
came again. The bed was soaked with come. And still Anita worked on
another orgasm. Heather's ass was still pumped full of dildo and
Anita's come as it poured down the shaft straight into Heather's ass.
This one took longer and by then, they were both sweaty and totally
out of control.
Anita was silent except for the sucking sound of her twat and
popping sounds coming out of Heather's ass as air, trapped inside,
escaped each time the shaft went deep inside. But she began to moan.
Heather wanted to come again, but her ass was so sore, it hurt too
much now. Anita moaned louder. "Yessss. OHhhhm. Grnnnn. Grnmm.
Mmmmmmm. N... Here We GooooooooOOOOOOO." The pumping went to even more
frantic level and Heather found her own twat rippling and tightening
in spite of the pain in her ass. Her breath caught and both came, a
gut wrenching, pussy explosion of come and lust. Anita finally leaned
down and pressed herself against Heather's back, breasts flattening
out across her ribs, the sweat of their bodies mixing, both
breathless.
After a while, Anita got up slowly. Leaving the dong imbedded in
Heather's ass, she went out to find Traci. The long dong, still slick
with Anita's come, stood high in the air as Traci came into the room
behind Anita.
"We're both going to fuck her. You do her ass and I'll do her
pussy."
Heather was protesting. Her ass on fire, exhausted, her faint
cries were ignored. Traci was very excited by the size of the dong in
Heather's ass and wasted no time in mounting it, not realizing the
pounding Heather's ass had already had. She shuddered as it forced
itself into her twat and she began to rise and fall. Anita pulled
another long double dong from the dresser and worked it into Heather's
pussy from the rear. Sliding her legs under Heather's from the back,
she slid up until the dong hit her pussy. Guiding it inside, she slid
up further until she was completely under Heather, both pussies
stuffed with dong. Now Heather was in an uproar, her insides being
stretched and assaulted from both holes at once. Her body was shaking
with excitement and pain and her nerves, stretched to the breaking
point of pleasure and pain. Traci was fucking with rapid stokes, her
own passion driving her harder and harder. Each stoke fucked Anita as
well, pinned under Heather. The cries rose and fell as the passion
built again, dragging each out and over their exhaustion. In thirty
minutes, they began to come, each at their own pace, but each
responding to the others cries and then triggering another instead.
Finally, the got up and untied Heather and pulled the dongs from
her body. They led her into a beautiful bathroom and into a hot tub,
where she soaked her tender ass and abused pussy. Anita and Traci
stoked her breasts as she drank wine.
Then they dressed and left. Traci had finally gotten what she
wanted. Anita headed back to the city to look for fresh game. She was
to come back in three months to judge an art contest.
It was only in the car that Traci found out that Heather had been
assaulted by Anita before Traci had done her. Apologies were offered
and accepted. That night and for several days, Heather lost all
interest in sex. But the tenderness went away and there was no damage.
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