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HEATHER AND HER ADVENTURES PART 13 BY "RAMAPO"
A week later, Heather found herself bored with studying and being
horny from playing with her nipples, she took out an extremely large
rubber dildo and began to rub it over her breasts and twat through her
underwear. She got hotter immediately and locked the door. She turned
out the lights and peeled off the rest of her clothes and got a large
bottle of oil from the dresser and rubbed her tender, bouncing tits
and heavily lubricated the dong. It was one of those things that she
had discovered in a sleazy store in a back alley taking a short cut
one day. A porn shop, but what a great collection of stuff. Her
nipples were already standing up and tingling and jiggling as she
pulled an overstuffed chair over near the window and looked out over
the campus. One hand was stroking and pulling one nipple out to its
maximum length, tingles going down between her legs as she felt her
belly tightening from the lust building in her twat. It was time to
give herself a good fuck.
The dong was a monster, a bulbous, ribbed head and thick shaft
over fourteen inches long. It was a special dark rubber that felt and
flexed very much like a real cock, and included a tank of oil that
could be heated and shot into her pussy as she came. Sitting back with
her legs spread wide over the arms of the chair, she began rubbing it
up and down her slit, the oil mixed with the cum pouring from her. Her
legs twitching from the excitement, the top of the head finally lodged
slightly in the entrance. She began pushing in increasing strength and
more of the head pushed her open, but it was too big to go in. Her
passion was rising from the thrusting and she pushed harder and
harder, beginning to roll the long shaft in circles. Little by little,
her breathing now becoming more a pant, her need steadily expanding,
the head penetrated rib-by-rib and then, popped inside with a loud
pop.
"Oh!" It was more a grunt. "Give it to me! Give it to me you big
fat sucker. Fuck mamma like she needs it so bad tonight. Ahhhhh.
Goooooodd", she whispered breathlessly. In seconds, she would come.
Her hand pumped it deeper into her, now six inches. She felt her belly
tighten and release was near. Her head arched back as her body went
into reflex action. A shudder went down her arching spine. As her hand
stroked the obscene thickness of the shaft, it was working itself
inside, inch-by-inch, up into her pussy, now stretched to what seemed
like the breaking point. The stretched skin at the base of her clit
were causing explosions of heat hich were passing out through her
nerves and setting her mind on fire with passion. Legs over the wings
of the chair, now almost straight, twat stuffed full beyond belief,
she humped against the thrusts inside. Her hips were twitching and
thrusting more and more on their own as she began to go over the edge.
A rhythm established itself. Her head rolled back against the chair
and she gave herself totally to it. "Ohhhhhhh. Unnnnnn. Ummmm...
mmmm... mmmmm Nmmmm..MMMMMMM... MMMMMMM!"
Over eight inches were inside and she felt full beyond belief but
wanted to take it all. Her hand was working with increasing speed as
the shaft slid up and down her hole, her extended clit rubbing over
the ribbed shaft. In seconds, she would come for the first time. She
always climaxed multiple times, but her need for release from this
first one was so great as it rushed toward her. A sudden soft knock on
the door broke through and intruded on her passion. Summing all her
willpower, she stopped the thrusting, the shaft still buried as deep
inside as she could take it. She was completely breathless, tits
swollen from her passion, nipples extended, hands shaking, sweat on
her forehead. She was hanging on the very verge of a massive orgasm
and the slightest twitch would set her off. The dong was twitching
like a real cock from the pulses in her twat, sticking obscenely into
the air, the tip jerking in spasms. The knock repeated a little
louder.
"Yes, who is it?" It took her a moment to make her voice sound
even. Even then, it was thick with lust.
"It's Traci, your art teacher. Have you got a minute?"
Please go away, I need to come, she thought. Shit. "Yes, ah, just
a minute. I was just changing." Her nerves still on fire with the need
to come, she eased the fat dildo out and quickly covered it with the
corner of the blanket on her bed. Her insides complained and she ached
to mount the monster again, but, she tossed her underwear in a drawer
and pulled on her T-shirt and jeans. Still breathing hard and face
flushed, she flicked on the lights and opened the door.
"Hi, can I come in? I'm not coming at a bad time, am I?"
"No. No. Please come in. Excuse the mess."
Traci closed the door behind her.
"We need to talk, Heather."
Heather waited. Traci was staring at her still rigid nipples. Her
pussy was still on fire.
Traci was getting hot just looking at this beautiful set of
obviously erotic tits, unfettered by any bra. "Um, about what's been
happening. I've never, I mean, I don't.." She was losing her train of
thought.
She walked over and sat on Heather's bed, her knees weak. Heather
realized she was only inches away from the fat dong under the covers.
Traci tried again. "I know you and I have had some, well, unique
very personal experiences but I want you to know that I really do
respect you and hope you do me and that.." Her hand had moved the
cover and the head of the dildo was exposed. Surprised to feel the
hard, wet object under her hand, she looked down. Heather was blushing
slightly when she looked up. So she was getting herself off when she
knocked on the door. That explained the nipples and red face, Traci
thought. Traci pulled the shaft from under the cover and was amazed at
the size of it, easily twice anything she had ever seen, much less
used.
"My God. It's huge!" Her voice was an astonished whisper. "Do you,
I mean, you are so slight.." Her fingers traced the ribs on the head
and upper shaft, designed to pull on the flesh and add to the
sensations of a deep fuck. A deep fuck. Her mind drifted to thoughts
of...
"Yes, I use it, sometimes when I'm really horny. I was using it
when you knocked." Heather was staring boldly at her. Traci knew in a
moment she was telling the truth. It was still warm and slick with cum
and oil in places.
"Aren't you afraid it will hurt you?" She was holding it up,
surprised at the girth and feel. So much like a real cock, but so very
much larger.
"If you're careful to start it slowly, then you eventually stretch
out and from then on it's great. Really great. It really fills you up.
At first, I used to come before I could get it in, it took so long,
but now I get eager and pop it right in."
It was quiet for a few moments and Traci continued to run her
fingers over the ribbed head as her thoughts continued to think about
getting fucked with this wondrous tool. Heather said, "Would you like
to try it?"
The little talk she wanted to have was quickly being forgotten.
All her thoughts were on how this monster might feel inside her. She
almost groaned out loud.
Startled by the bold suggestion, she said, "I'd never get that
inside me. I'm too small." She was running her fingers wonderingly up
and down the shaft and over the huge head. Her pussy was already wet
just thinking about the head, pushing in on her and spreading...
"I'll help you if you like. It just takes patience and a lot of
oil."
"We really can't. I came tonight... I mean, what if someone were
to..."
"Look, I know we get each other hot. Let's face it, we really get
off on each other. I don't know if that's good or bad. I enjoy sex and
I take it you do as well. So let's enjoy and not sweat the small
stuff. I'll stop being such a bitch in class. I hope I didn't get you
in trouble."
They looked at each other and Heather came over and took the long
shaft from her. She locked the door again and killed the lights.
Traci sat for a moment, but Heather came over and reached down and
unsnapped her jeans. Traci pulled them down and shed her underwear.
Heather directed her to lay down and put two pillows under her ass.
Pouring oil all over her pussy, she began gently rubbing it into the
folds and between the lips. Traci gave a gently groan and trembled as
the big-chested coed ran her fingers into her and out. She was hot
instantly to fuck.
Her pussy blossomed like a flower as the passion built. Finally,
soaking the shaft with oil, she placed the head in Traci's opening and
began to rotate it and push gently.
"Don't hurt me. Ohhh... It's so big. I can feel myself stretching
out. That feels so good."
Heather was stroking her clit to keep her relaxed and opened up.
The pressure was increased and she rolled it back and forth. Only the
top third was going in. The stroking increased and Traci's hips were
lifting slightly as her rigid clit responded to the constant stimulus
of the stretching skin.
"I don't think it's going to work. Gooooood. Ohhhh. Mmmmmmm.
Harder. Push a little harder."
The head was now half in and Heather pushed and stoked. Traci was
almost ready to come from all the stimulation. Her pussy was stretched
further than anything she could imagine before tonight. Gripping the
edge of the bed, her head was tossing back and forth as she started to
loss more and control. It was beginning to hurt a little, but the
pleasure was intense.
"Ohhhh... Fuck, me. Heather fuck me with it. I need it sooooo bad.
Fuck. Yes. Yes. YES!!!"
She was shouting now. Heather reached over and stuffed her
underpants into her mouth as she continued to groan and shout. The
head was almost in and she leaned on the end with her hand and it
popped inside her how stretched inner lips. Traci lurched and spasmed
below the waist. She was stretched beyond the breaking point, but
suddenly felt no pain. This great mother of a cock was driving her
crazy, her insides invaded like nothing she had ever imagined.
Heather poured more oil down the shaft and pumped it into Traci, a
half inch at a time, slowly moving the bulbous head up inside her, six
inches, now seven. The ribs pulled and pushed the taught wall of the
vagina, every nerve reacting, giving her sensations she couldn't even
figure out. "Oh. I'm going to come. I'm coming. coming...
argggghhhhhhHHHH" She screamed into the panties. Out of control, she
was groaning as the passion started to drive her up toward orgasm. The
orgasm she felt piling up just kept building, not releasing.
Eight inches. Heather's arm twisted the shaft and pumped it
smoothly in and out, in and out. Her own pussy twitched and throbbed
with need to be fucked again with this great tool. "OhhhhhHHHHHh.
MMMMMmmmnnnNNNNNNn."
Nine inches. In, out. In, out. Each time, a little deeper. Traci
now felt as though her pussy would explode from the pressure and
stretching. The nerves deep in her body were sending shock waves to
her brain. Out of control, lust took her and her nerves rolled her
over the top. Her breathing stopped and she shook as stars exploded in
her brain.
Ten inches. In and out. Waves of passion rippling up her belly, in
seconds, she came again, a wave of white heat exploding in her brain.
Eleven inches. The head pressed into the top of her cervix and could
go no further without true damage. It wiggled and moved in and out.
Heather was amazed at how much Traci could take.
Another explosive orgasm. Only the now wet underwear in her mouth
was holding back the shouts and groans. The smell of hot, randy pussy
filled the room like the hot musk of a heavy, sweet perfume. The pace
of the pumping increased and, her handing gripping Heather's arm in a
tight grip, she grunted and came one last time, back bent and tail now
completely off the bed. Heather seized the opportunity and slid a long
oil slick finger smoothly into her asshole, rolling it up until it was
rubbing the thick dong through the tissue. It increased her pleasure
and she shook and trembled and blacked out. When she came to moments
later, Heather started slowly backing the dong out until the head was
at the entrance, pulling on the lips, trying to break free but trapped
at the entrance, then back up inside.
Traci had never felt so full. In moments, the heat began to build
again in her pussy and ass as Heather's finger rolled around and
around. In less than five minutes, whimpering and crying out, she
groaned wildly and came again, bucking against the hard rubber. No
cock had ever done this for her. It had her in it's grip and she gave
herself completely to it's assault on her cunt. She finally settled
down and Heather helped her clean up and loaned her some underwear,
which was pulled very tight across her wider hips. She left, still
dazed from her experience, her pussy was tingling and stretched, a
memory of a great cock still impressed on the walls of her pussy. She
paused in the doorway, her face thick with lust. Heather said, "I'm
glad we had this little, ah, talk. Come again sometime!"
They both smiled. Heather locked the door, peeled her clothes and
sank the dong, still soaked with Traci's come, deep into her pussy. As
she watched Traci walk back toward her class building, her delayed
orgasm was building. She rocked in the chair and began to groan and
whimper, cunt pouring cum around the thick shaft. Traci, looked back
over her shoulder and could see the girl in the window, rocking deep
in the shadow of the window in the chair, unnoticeable to anyone not
looking directly at her. Her own pussy tingled at the thought of that
long fat dong now up Heather's twat. As she stared, Heather appeared
to come, her head jerking from side to side, then back, mouth open. In
spite of just having many multiple orgasms herself, as she walked up
the hill, she was hot again.
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