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HEATHER AND HER ADVENTURES PARTS 21A/B BY "RAMAPO"
Today would be a long one, as Heather stretched in bed before
heading to the bathroom. Naked as always, she lay there and ran her
hands up her sides and under her large, erect breasts and pushed a
pink nipple up to her mouth. Leaning her head down, she pulled it
firmly into her mouth and pulled on it hard and it immediately erected
under the practiced guidance of her tongue. Pinning the now very long
nipple to the roof of her mouth with her tongue, she bit down gently
until the flesh of her breast was trapped in her mouth, and withdrew
her hand from supporting the breast. The increased pressure and
pulling sensation on her breast and nipple started a steady stream of
sparks to her pussy and she felt herself get moist. The rapid arousal
always worked when she needed to get there fast, and she groaned from
the wave of pleasure in her belly. Then, she repeated the action with
the other breast, this time, as she released it to hang from her
mouth, she pulled at the other nipple, twisting it slowly back and
forth, and applying pressure under the nipple with a firm thumb and
index finger and groaned even louder.
She often wondered if the landlady overheard her making noise when
she masturbated, but generally didn't care.
Her cunt was now liquid and on fire from the stimulation of her
chest, and a hand went to her mons and began to stoke it and press
downward against the heavenly swelling between her legs. In only
seconds, her clit appeared between her puffy and opening lips and
stood erect for her fingernail to gently tease. In only seconds, the
first orgasm built up in her loins and with a grunt and a spasm that
shook the entire bed, her butt drove down violently into the mattress
and then jerked back up against the waiting finger. And again. And
then, yet again. Finally, sweating lightly from the very rapid
repetition of orgasms, and with her heart still beating hard, she let
herself calm down and then swung her feet onto the floor and walked to
the john, a thin trickle of cum wetting her thigh.
In the shower, she ran the day's schedule through her head over
again and washed quickly, taking time to bring herself off twice more,
just for good measure. Good measure, because she knew it would be the
last time she was going to be able to do anything at all sexual with
anybody, or to herself until her guests left on Sunday. The early
morning masturbation, while not at all uncommon for her, was
especially necessary in a vain attempt to cool her erotic ardor a bit,
at least for today. Tomorrow would be a challenge.
Jumping into a pair of old jeans cutoffs, with threads hanging
down (they tickled her legs, a definite BIG turnon as she walked), a
mistake today, but she forgot that for the moment as she pulled a
sleeveless light sweater over her now bra-encased breasts. The nipples
still tingled from her teeth and she rubbed them hard with her palms
to try to get them to settle down, which they slowly did. Her body had
a sense memory like nothing she could imagine. Even now, twenty
minutes later, she could feel her fingernail on her clit almost as if
she was still arousing herself. Damn. Body, settle down and give me a
break! At least for the next couple of days.
No Traci. Or anybody else. Her cousins were coming for a college
visit and interviews. Well, actually, her second cousin Tami and two
of her high school girl friends, Gina and Chloe. Heather's Mother had
called on Wednesday night to ask if they could stay with her at the
apartment for the weekend, pick them up at the train station and drop
them off, and generally watch over them for the weekend and show them
the campus. Unable to say no, she agreed, even though the homework was
piling up already, even though school was only into the second week of
the Junior year.
And Traci. Traci, her dear sweet luscious lover, and, art
professor, was the worst! Her class assignments were many, tough, and
demanding. Traci had warned her that if anything, their relationship
would mean that she would be harder on Heather than anyone else in her
class so that if anyone found out about their being lovers, they
couldn't find any trace of favoritism. Well, that was for certain.
They had only had time to see each other once aside from the dinner
with her parents, which had gone very well. After all these years of
worrying about how to handle her sexual orientation with them, it all
seemed to just fall into place. She knew they were exceptional
parents. She never felt so loved.
And she and Traci would not see each other this weekend because of
Heather's commitments. Heather missed her, and wondered if they could
get back to the pool before the Summer ended and it would be too cold
to float and...
Her Mother had made a very big deal out of warning her that her
cousin and friends, whom Heather hardly knew, except from a family
reunion picnic many years before, came from a very conservative branch
of the family from a very small town in the mid-west who were very
religious. Heather had to be careful to protect them and not do
anything that would go against their beliefs. She assured her Mom that
she understood and would send them home unsullied. It would be the
same as if they had come to live in a monastery. They had both
laughed, but when Heather had hung up, she knew it would be tough.
First, she had a female lover, who would be interviewing the girls!
Second, the school was anything but an innocent place, with mixed sex
dorms, heavy weekend drinking and partying, and minimal supervision by
the school officials.
Having been sixteen only four years previously, she remembered
quite clearly how hot to trot she had been, and most of her friends at
that age. Ready to bust out and experiment. And now, away from home,
she expected that her firm hand and restrictions were not going to go
down well at all. No, definitely, not well at all.
Her classes finished at three o'clock, right on schedule and she
made a beeline for her apartment to change. Keeping an eye on the
clock, she changed into a pair of loose slacks, a heavy, thick fabric
bra that flattened her breasts somewhat and definitely hid her erotic
nipples, and then a blouse that was almost baggy and her ample bosom
line all but disappeared. Welcome back to high school she thought. She
kept on the G-string panties just to feel good under her disguise.
Scrubbing all the makeup off her face, she pulled her hair back
and put it into a bun and pinned it. There, she thought. Put a habit
on me and I'm all set for the nunnery! The pressure of the tight bra
pulling her breasts hard against her ribs actually felt quit good, and
her tingling pussy made a liar out of her even as she had the thought.
Yeah, right.
She headed for the train station, and even with a heavy foot on
the accelerator, she was ten minutes late parking. She rushed into the
station, and found the platform the train came in on and was relieved
to see that Amtrak was late again, and relaxed a moment. She reached
the platform just as the train rolled in and she stood up by the
engine, not wanting to miss the kids as they came off the train.
Many people got off, and then she spotted them near the last car,
far down the platform. It was hard to miss this group. Each had on a
small hat with a ribbon, a simple, shapeless dress that came to the
knees, white anklet socks and white flats. They even had on white
gloves! A purse was hanging from one shoulder and they carried
something in one hand, but at this distance, she couldn't make out
what it was.
She tried to guess who was who, but her distant memory from the
picnic long ago wasn't of much use. They walked slowly toward her and
she noticed that the tallest girl, about her own height, was a blond
with long straight hair, like it was ironed straight. She walked in
the lead and guessed she must be Tami. Very cute from here. To her
left walked a brunette with short hair, almost bouncing along. And to
her right and slightly to behind the two others was a very dark haired
girl who was two inches or so shorter than Tami, her hair cut in a
nice blunt cut at the top of the shoulders, nicely framing her very
pretty face. But what made her stand out was the fluid, almost slinky
way she walked, gliding along the platform. It was a sexy walk that
oozed of erotic intent and Heather felt herself go damp just allowing
herself watch her flow toward her. Get a grip girl! Here they are!
"Are you Tami? HI! I'm your cousin Heather."
"HI!" They hugged briefly. Tami introduced her to Gina, the
brunette, who said hi and shook her hand and then to Chloe, who, to
Heather's surprise, floated over to her and gave her a very intimate
hug and a kiss on the cheek. In just those few seconds, she could feel
two very firm, large breasts press into her ribs just under her own.
This girl was built, but the dress gave almost no clue to the curves
underneath, hidden in all the frills. As Chloe stepped back, found it
difficult to stop looking into the girl's liquid brown bedroom eyes,
her gaze locked unblinkingly with Heather's.
Finally, Heather broke the moment and said, "Well, welcome to our
town and my college! I hope you like it here. We'll go back to my
apartment and let you get settled, then go to the college eating hall
and have dinner so you can see the crowd. Then, we'll play it by ear,
OK?"
"Great! We can pick up our bags upstairs at the baggage claim
area." As they turned to go, Heather realized that the girls were each
carrying a small leather bound Bible in their gloved hands. It was a
scene from Anne of Green Gables and she almost started laughing. She
led the way and soon had their luggage in the trunk of the car and
they were soon in her apartment.
As the girls spread their things out in the extra bedroom, Tami
came in and handed her an envelop. "Mother said I was to give this to
you as soon as we arrived. I forgot at the train station, I was so
excited to be here." Heather took it from her hand and looked up at a
worried face.
"Don't worry. I wouldn't have read it there anyway. Go settle in
and we'll get something to eat."
As she left, Heather tore open the envelop and rapidly scanned the
contents, written in a tight, neat feminine hand.
Dear Heather,
Thank you so much for agreeing to take in the girls on such
short notice. I know you will have much to do in a short time,
but I want you to remember that we have raised Tami (and the
other parents are in agreement on this) in a strict upbringing
much more restrictive than your own. Please respect my wishes and
apply my rules in deciding what is allowable and not your own. I
have confidence that we can count on you completely.
1. The girls have a 9PM curfew at night, with no exceptions. This
includes bathing and prayers.
2. They are to read their Bible's for ten minutes each morning
and evening.
3. They are not allowed to consume alcohol in any quantity, or
any other drugs.
4. Under no circumstances are they allowed to go out on a date
with a boy unless you chaperone them, and have them in by the
curfew time.
5. Tami has a slight sleep walking problem right now. Chloe is
fully aware of the problem, the treatment that Tami has been
getting, and how to handle things if the problem should occur
during their visit. Under no circumstances talk to Tami about
this, only Chloe, as Tami is not fully aware of the problem. I do
not expect any problems, however, as she has been much better as
of late.
Good luck and I hope to meet you one of these days.
Thank you again for kind assistance.
Signed, Linda Greer
WOW! The kids DO live in nunnery! 9 PM curfew? Is she kidding? And
sleep walking? Well, I have to do this or everyone will get into hot
water. She went over to the doorway and motioned for Chloe to come
over. Again, Heather was intrigued at the fluid way she moved. Never
in a hurry, just unbelievably graceful. It was very sexy.
"Yes?"
"Can you come in a minute? And close the door a bit? Thanks. Come
here and sit on the bed. Tell me about Tami and the sleepwalking."
"Oh, her Mother mentioned that? Well, it's quite embarrassing for
her. About six months ago, she just started getting up at night and
walking around the house. One night, she got everyone else out of bed,
got them downstairs and in a circle on the floor and had them singing
songs and holding hands for hours, then they all went back to bed. She
didn't remember it at all the next day. She did other things like
that. Once they woke her up and she freaked out, so they took her to
the doctor's and he advised that she should come in for treatments
immediately. He told us that if she does walk in her sleep, under no
circumstances should we wake her up, and if she wants things done, we
should do them to keep her happy, no matter what they are. But, we
needn't worry, I don't think. She hasn't done it for weeks now and the
Doctor thinks she might be over it. I'm sure Tami's Mom only mentioned
it so if it happened you'd know what to do. Anyway, I know all about
it and I'll help if it happens." Heather was just falling into this
girls voice. Soft, slow speaking, it was a melodious sexy voice that
pulled you into it and made you want to have her just keep talking to
you. That and her deep brown eyes were getting Heather all aroused.
She finally broke free from the spell with an effort and they
stood up. "Thanks, Chloe. Not a problem to worry about. Let's get some
eats!" Even as she said it, her eyes fell down to the front of Chloe's
dress, trying to see the full tits she knew lurked there, but was
defeated by the simple lines of the fabric that showed her nothing.
She glanced up and Chloe was looking directly at her, a slight smile
on her lips. Finally, she broke eye contact and they walked out of the
room together.
After dinner, Heather and the girls walked all over the campus and
at eight thirty headed back for the apartment. Heather noticed that
they made no protest at the early end to the evening. In the
apartment, they cleaned up and changed into night clothes, totally
baggy night gowns that covered their bodies from the neck down to
their toes. While Heather studied, they read from their Bibles, said
prayers on their knees and then, gave Heather a kiss on the cheek and
walked back to the other room to go to bed. Chloe waited till last and
came over and stood by Heather for a moment, looking down at her from
hooded eyes, holding her gaze unblinkingly. Then, she leaned down and
gave Heather a kiss full on the mouth, holding it just a moment longer
than a friendly kiss required, then stood up, still holding Heather's
eyes with her own.
Heather's heart started to race and she felt her pussy go wet.
Damn! What the hell was that? Where did that come from? She's just
being friendly, calm down. She's a kid from a farm and she reads her
Bible all the time. But her pussy was screaming that this girl wanted
her, and she knew her pussy was never wrong. Oh, shit. I hope she
doesn't try anything. I don't think I'll be able to keep my hands off
her and then we'll really have a stink.
And Chloe retired and pulled the door shut behind her. Leaving
Heather tight-chested and breathing hard. Finally, she was able to get
back to studying and it was almost midnight when she slipped into the
bathroom and changed into a pair of flannel PJ's and slid between the
sheets. God, flannel, of all things. What we don't do to keep the
relatives happy. And then, she slept.
And awoke the next day with the sun well up and a knock on the
door asking if she was awake. They cleaned up in the bathroom one at a
time, and Heather could see them dressing through the open doorway.
Nothing remarkable, just white panties and cotton bras, with loose
sweaters and skirts of neutral colors. Chloe looked over at Heather to
make sure she was watching, then slowly removed her nightgown and let
Heather see her full figure. High breasted, with large brown nipples,
a very narrow waist, and then full hips, with long legs capped with a
very prominent mons with neatly trimmed bush. Still facing Heather,
who couldn't take her eyes off her, she pulled on a pair of bright
blue satin low cut panties that eased into the joints of her thighs
and framed her pussy like a mold, her slit clearly outlined by the
fabric. She took more time than necessary to adjust the top, pulling
the elastic away from her hard, flat stomach and running a finger
along the skin several times very slowly.
The bra was a matching fabric and she took even longer easing her
firm breasts into the cups and adjusting the fit, her fingers
lingering on her nipples and teasing them to hardness. When she was
done, she reached around back and snapped the clasp, her now tight
nipples thrusting out at Heather, the fabric becoming almost a second
skin. A deep cleavage resulted, inviting eyes, fingers, and tongues to
enjoy.
Chloe again locked eyes with Heather and Heather felt her knees
getting weak. Damn, this girl was trying to seduce her, she was sure.
And she was having her doubts about them being simple country girls.
At least Chloe...
Turning away at last, Chloe too slipped on a shapeless blouse and
skirt, which in seconds hid her voluptuous figure from view. It was
some minutes before Heather's heart slowed down and she felt able to
take them over to breakfast, then through the day's interviews.
Heather decided it certainly wasn't her imagination that Chloe was
interested in her after about the tenth time Chloe found an
opportunity to put her hand on Heather's arm, or in the small of her
back, and left it there for a few seconds each time, applying the
smallest amount of pressure.
And walking around with her, watching her movements was a torment
of sexual innuendo. It did not matter how much she tried to ignore it
all, but Heather found herself deeply aroused by the end of the day,
and several times tried to figure out how she could follow up on this,
but no opportunity presented itself and each time she chided herself
for even thinking about it. The girl's face, eyes, voice, and motions
were almost hypnotic and erotic in the extreme.
After dinner, they walked around again and finally, tired, went
back to the apartment and they had an almost exact repeat of the
activities of the night before. And again, Chloe waited till last to
kiss her goodnight. Heather planned to turn and present a cheek, but
Chloe had placed a hand under her jaw as she leaned down and tilted
Heather's head up to her and she again kissed her very fully on the
mouth, her lips very moist. And, just before they broke, Heather felt
an electric thrill go through her as she felt Chloe's tongue trace the
outline of her lips briefly, but distinctly.
Heather reached out and held the girl's hands, and stood up and
looked down into her eyes. "I know what you want. You have to
understand that we just can't." Even as she was saying it, every nerve
in her pussy was screaming fuck her, fuck her. "It wouldn't be right.
Your friends and parents would never understand and you would go home
with your life a big mess." Heather paused. "You are the one of the
sexiest people I've ever met and I would have you in my bed in a
second if things were different. But they are what they are. Please
understand and don't make things hard for either of us."
Chloe just looked into her gaze. "Do you have a lover?"
"Chloe, we can't..."
"Do you?" It was soft, almost a whisper.
"Yes, I do. She's wonderful for me. You have to find someone at
home. It can't be me, now, here. It will just be a problem for both of
us."
"It's too hard at home. Nobody's like me at home. They all are
after boys." It was a sad, disappointed voice. Forlorn.
Heather lifted her chin up and told her, "You are wrong. There are
others, all around you. You let me know what you wanted and I got the
message. And if they don't get the message, you try with others you
are attracted to. Just remember, you are not alone. You just are
growing up right now in a way that makes it harder. Not impossible."
"You really think that?"
"Yes, absolutely. You feelings are completely valid. Trust them.
And be patient. You will find the right person someday."
Finally, Chloe left the room and Heather realized she was wet
between the legs from being so near this girl. God, she WAS sexy. This
was going to be a long night for them both. Traci, where are you when
I need you? She was very tempted to just get off a quick one right
then, but pulled her hand back as it reached the top of her slacks.
No. It would shock these kids if they caught her. Frustrated, she
forced herself to sit at her desk.
It was even harder to study this evening, but she pushed and even
started writing a paper. Midnight was showing on the clock when she
brushed her teeth and hair, put on the ridiculous PJ's, and lay down.
She was laying there with her eyes just closed, when she heard the
door handle turn and she looked up to find Tami entering the bedroom.
"Tami, you can turn on the light so you can find your way to the
bathroom if you want." Heather spoke softly just in case the others
were already asleep.
Tami just came over and stood next to the bed for several minutes.
Heather just watched her, wondering what was going on. Finally, Tami
said, "I feel hot and need to take some clothes off." And she peeled
off the flannel nightgown from the bottom. She had a very well
developed woman's body, with light brown pubic hair, flowing hips and
small breasts tipped with very dark brown, small nipples.
Heather was amazed and before she could object, she felt the bed
shake and suddenly Chloe's voice was in her ear. "She's asleep. Just
go along. She's never taken off her clothes before. That's really a
new one." Heather was already starting to feel even more aroused from
the sight of the young girl in front of her and Chloe's sexy voice in
her ear, so close. She could feel the heat from the girl's bodies wash
over her own and her excitement grew more. Oh, God, she thought, this
is not happening. That familiar and oh so pleasurable feeling of lust
began to pull at her pussy and nipples.
Tami spoke again, gently, almost a whisper. "My breasts itch and I
need someone to rub them."
Heather whispered, "Who is she talking to? Are we supposed to
start fondling her chest? This is ridiculous..." Even as she said it,
mostly for show, she wanted to reach out and do it.
Tami spoke again, with louder, with anger in her voice, getting
upset, "Someone needs to rub my chest, now!"
Heather eagerly reached up and began to rub the young breasts
firmly. The nipples went hard immediately under her palms and her own
heart began to beat faster. She spotted Gina in the doorway out of the
corner of her eye, watching with her mouth open.
"Gina. Gina! Get in here and be quiet. She's asleep and doesn't
know what she's doing. Stop looking so shocked and be quiet." Tami was
running the show now. And Heather listened to her. After all, she was
supposed to be the expert on what to do when Tami was like this. How
far would this go?
Heather kept rubbing and Tami was getting a very dream-like look
on her face. "That's very nice. I'm getting horny from that and I like
it. Oh, my puss is wet! You can't stop me from saying my puss is wet.
My puss is wet." Almost a sing-song. After repeating the little sing-
song litany for a while, Tami broke in with, "I want to see everybody
naked like me. I want everyone to get horny like me. I want everyone's
puss to be wet, like me."
Immediately Gina began to complain loudly. "I'm not doing this.
It's disgusting! She..." Chloe smacked her and whispered harshly,
"Will you shut up and get that gown off. She doesn't know what she is
doing. Nobody here cares if your pussy gets wet. Get the damn thing
off. Now." Heather was amazed at the confident strength in the girl's
voice.
Gina appeared shocked at the slap and the language she was
hearing. "I'm gonna tell your mom.." But even as she complained, she
was reaching down for the hem of her nightgown.
"Nothing. We'll all get beat if you tell, you know that. We've all
been swimming naked before. Just strip."
Hesitantly, Gina pulled her gown off and stood shaking, covering
her nice pert breasts with one arm and holding a hand over her light
brown mons with the other.
"Jesus, like I haven't seen you before. Heather, we need to get
your stuff off. Here lift your hips and I'll slide down the pants. And
the top, oh, buttons in the front." She leaned forward and reached
from behind and Heather felt the girl's very firm, full breasts press
into her back. Their heat was evident instantly even through the
flannel. Chloe must already have stripped off. Heather realized she
was breathing hard and the touch of Chloe was driving her crazy. And
that voice, in her ear, almost hypnotic...
Chloe was working the buttons very slowly, rubbing her wrists and
inner arms over as much of Heather's tits as possible while she
worked. Finally, she pulled the flannel off Heather one arm at a time,
while Heather continued to rub Tami's chest with hardly a break in
contact. Now they were all naked.
And Heather gasped when Chloe moved back against her back and
pressed herself against her and began to pinch and pull on Heather's
nipples.
"Chloe, she didn't say..."
It was a whisper that Gina couldn't hear. "I know. But Gina didn't
hear her and I know you like it. It's our chance to be together." Her
hands had Heather's chest turning to molten lava under the skin and
her cunt had long since gone fully wet. Heather didn't even try to
protest further.
The absurd situation continued for almost another minute. Heather
was in a growing state of need to be fucked. By anyone.
Tami began to speak. "My puss is very wet and I need to have it
finger fucked. Gina, rub my chest while Heather puts a finger in me."
Gina looked stunned by this command. She was already completely
amazed at all the other activity and now responded almost as a robot
would and before she could believe it, she had moved over, eased
Heather's hands out of the way and began to fondle her friend's
breasts. And found she liked the way they felt in her hands. They were
hot and she could feel Tami shiver when she pinched the nipples as she
had seen Heather doing. She pinched a bit harder and Tami began to
breath very hard and give out little whimpers. She eased up some,
afraid she'd wake the girl. Relieved of tit-rubbing duty, Heather
reached down and put a finger slowly into Tami's cunt and found it
completely soaked and cum started running down the back of her hand
almost immediately, dripping onto the carpet. She needed a finger in
her own cunt so badly. "We have to get her on the bed. She's dripping
and will ruin the carpets. Tami, why don't you lay on the bed, dear.
You are so sexy with your puss wet and your chest being rubbed. Don't
you want to lay down?"
She took a bit to answer, and spoke as from a distance. "Yes, the
bed sounds nice. We should all be on the bed, and each have a finger
in our puss. That would be nice."
Heather continued to insert her single digit and Tami moved past
her and lay down, legs spread. Gina had to move over to the other side
of the bed and reach down past Tami's head to grip her breasts and
continue her activity. Tami just reached up and put a hand between
Gina's legs and Gina gave a yelp as a finger slid up inside her. Now
highly aroused, Gina found she wanted to protest but it died in her
throat, the yelp giving way to a low groan. Whatever inhibitions she
had had were falling away. Chloe moved next to Heather on the bed and
swung her feet so she was laying just opposite to Heather, with her
head at Heather's feet. Without any delay, she reached into Heather's
crotch and began to finger Heather's now swimming pussy.
Tami said again. "We should all have a finger in our wet puss now.
There, isn't that nice."
Heather was breathing hard. She could feel the tightening in her
thighs already as the pressure in her lower groin grew from arousal.
Chloe might be from the back woods, but she knew where to touch her.
"Chloe, we can't keep this up. We should wake her. This is going too
far."
"No, we can't. It's not so bad, is it. I mean, we'll never tell
and we can't risk her freaking out if she woke up and saw all this. It
would be too great a shock." Her voice was thick with lust. She took
Heather's hand a guided a finger into her thick black mat of hair and
into her own pussy as far as it would go and gave a loud groan of
pleasure in response.
Heather gave up trying to make any pretense of being in some sort
of control or stopping this and gave her body to Chloe's busy fingers.
In return, she inserted a second, then a third into Chloe and the girl
began to hump and cry out from the now intense sensations.
Gina was beginning to babble sweet nothings as she approached an
orgasm in a rush that had her young body stiffening to meet the
explosion, which took her several seconds later. Her beasts shook and
bounced and her hips bucked again and again and now Tami had four
fingers buried in her virgin pussy and she came again rapidly behind
the first.
Heather was frustrated because Chloe had stopped fingering her
when she orgasmed and now lay breathing hard next to Heather.
Tami was also very hot by now and Heather broke through her own
heavy layer of excitement and concentrated on Tami's pussy, and, with
expert fingers, found the girl's clit and stroked it with a
fingernail. Tami jerked and gasped as she came hard. And then the bed
was still for a few minutes as they all lay there coming down from
their arousal. Heather was sure this would be the end of this weird
session, but Tami surprised her. Without a word being spoken, Tami sat
up and straddled Heather's chest with a knee on either side of
Heather's head, presenting her pussy to Heather's mouth. "Eat me, dear
cousin, eat the cum right out of me. And Chloe should eat you as your
reward. Dear Gina can watch us and finger herself."
Heather began to lap at the wet, swollen pussy, pulling the lips
into her mouth and running her tongue under each fold from top to
bottom, sucking and pulling. Then, she inserted her tongue into the
flowing hole and a flood of cum poured out into her waiting mouth as
she swallowed as much as possible. Her cousin tasted wonderful, and
she tongued her with wild abandon and Tami immediately began to grind
down onto her mouth as hard as possible.
Chloe wasted no time pulling Heather's legs over her shoulders and
resting Heather's heels in the small of her back as she lowered her
head and began to lick and suck on Heather. The engorged, extra long
clit she found there was fascinating to her, having never heard of or
seen a woman this big, and she thrilled to the spasms and thrusts from
Heather's hips each time she licked or tickled the long bud with her
tongue or lips. Having never tasted another woman before, she was
amazed at how much she liked the flavor and how it saturated her
palette and made her want more. Her tongue went in deeper and deeper
and Heather's pussy rewarded her with a flood of cum.
Heather was almost crazy with lust at this point as Chloe's eager
feasting at her pussy sent chills up and down her spine and her body
jerked up and down involuntarily as her lower parts went into
overdrive. Tami started to groan very loudly and came, her pussy
gripping Heather's tongue tightly again and again, and she released a
large flow of cum into Heather's mouth. Heather continue to eat her,
almost unaware of Tami's condition as she herself went over the edge
and a flame of heat filled her pussy and she came into Chloe's mouth.
Long moments later, Chloe raised her head and slid up Heather's body
and began to suck on her tender nipples, now very, very erect and
tight from her post orgasm reaction.
Heather gasped but Tami still pressed down on her mouth, and she
continued to suck her off until Tami came again, this time with a loud
shout that startled them all. Tami finally climbed off Heather and
stood by the bed with a glazed look on her face, which was flushed red
from her orgasm, still breathing hard. Her thighs were glistening wet
from the cum still running out of her pussy.
Chloe continued to lick Heather's beautiful mounds, ending each
lick at the top of the nipple, then going down the other side and
around underneath. Heather was responding, but also was aware they
needed to be quiet or the landlady would be pounding on the door
asking what was going on in there. She rolled Chloe over on her back
and sucked on Chloe, licking her way down to Chloe's cum-slick cunt,
then plunged right in and began to bring her off. Finding the bud of
her clit, she rubbed it hard with her tongue and Chloe grunted,
groaned, gasped, gave a great shiver and her back bent in a bow. In
seconds, she came very hard, blacking out at it's peak.
As Heather lifted her head, Gina was standing, finger in her own
pussy, staring, eyes wide. "Gina, would you like me to do you too?"
Heather said softly.
Gina stared at her, and slowly nodded her head yes. Heather left
the bed and knelt before her and pulled the girl's pussy to her face
with her hands around the firm globes of the girl's ass and began to
lick her gently. Gina's knees began to wobble and she came almost
immediately. Heather held her tight and continued to probe with her
tongue and Gina came again with a deep groan, placing both her hands
behind Heather's head and pulling her tight to her cunt.
Just as Heather was regaining her feet, Tami walked out of the
room and went back to her bed and lay down. Heather realized that she
was going back to sleep and quickly, the three girls grabbed her night
gown and got it on her as she lay there, then covered her up.
They then put back on their own night clothes, and stood,
exhausted, embarrassed, excited, confused.
"Look, we all know Tami will not remember this ever happened. We
just did what the Dr. ordered us to do, even if it was a bit, let's
just say, extreme?" Heather was trying to ease out of this unplanned
orgy. "Can we all just agree that we had to do what we had to do and
try to forget it too?"
Chloe chimed in, "I think that is the best thing to do. Nobody got
hurt, and we can't tell anybody anyway. Let's just go to bed and get
some sleep and forget it, OK Gina?"
Gina took a deep breath. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but
that was the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me. I'm not
going to talk about it, but I'll never forget it either." And she
turned to go to bed.
Chloe hung back and looked at Heather. She whispered, "I won't
forget it either." And gave Heather a kiss and she too went to bed.
Heather lay in bed a long time wondering how the hell this had all
happened so fast, and so unexpectedly. No easy answers came to mind,
and the next thing she knew, there was a knock on the door and she got
up to get ready for church. At church, she kept being amazed at how
lovely and innocent these three girls looked in their gloves and very
conservative dresses. Just amazing.
Later at the train station platform, just as they were boarding
the train, Chloe boarded last and handed Heather an envelope and said,
"Please don't be mad at us." And the train began to move. Back in her
car, she looked at the envelop and it was addressed to her, but had
been opened.
Dear Heather,
Thank you for taking these kids on such short notice. Given
the scandal they have caused with the assistant phys-ed teacher
last week on a class trip, we had to get them out of town somehow
and making this a college hunting trip was as good a cover as
any.
They are not the sweet innocent kids they will lead you to
believe. Keep and eye on them every second and don't believe a
word they tell you. My daughter is the ring leader, so she'll try
to pull something. With the phys-ed teacher, it was some cock and
bull about a sleep disorder and how Tami couldn't be awakened,
not matter what she told everyone to do in her sleep. They had
the poor woman (well, I think she's bi- at least and probably
enjoyed the hell out of it) tied to the posts of the bed spread-
eagle and were having oral sex with her when the principal walked
in and found this mess. Now, what SHE was doing in the woman's
bedroom at 3:30AM hasn't been explained as yet, but we can
probably guess. Trouble with that is, the principal is married
and we have that scandal to work out as well.
Remember, trust them not one inch. Hopefully by the time
they get back, the town will have settled down. These damn small
towns are a bitch when you have something like this happen. Good
luck. You'll need it.
Signed, Your Loving Aunt Linda (Greer)
Another small slip of paper fell out of the first. Heather read:
Heather, I know what we did was wrong, but we were just having
fun. You were so nice to us. I want you to know it was VERY
special for me, even if we lied and played such a stupid game. It
was Tami's idea to substitute letters. I thought it would be a
kick, too. Gina went along, but after the phys-ed teacher deal,
was pretty scared to do it again. Please don't hate me. I really
do like girls better than guys and am very frustrated and
confused right now about it all. You helped me a lot.
Chloe (here's my address and phone if you want to yell at me!)
Heather sat in the car and laughed till she cried. What a prank!
Her pussy was still damp from all the action the night before.
Back in her room, she continued to think about the girls and then
made a decision. Pulling out some writing paper, she wrote:
Dear Aunt Linda,
The girls just left and I want to report they were on their
very best behavior the entire time and the weekend went very
smoothly as far as the type of thing you warned me about. However,
I must tell you that I failed to get them set up for all the proper
interviews and, if at all possible, they will have return soon to
complete them.
I realize this might be a big inconvenience for you all and
I'm really sorry. I would love to have them visit me again and
this time we'll get them to see everybody.
I hope things on your end are a bit quieter now, if you know
what I mean. Please let me know when the girls can come back to
take care of this unfinished business.
Sincerely, Heather
Pulling out another piece of paper, she wrote:
Dearest Chloe,
The memory of your hands, fingers and tongue on my body has
me still tingling with anticipation for a repeat. Of course I
don't hate you. I laughed so hard I almost split my side. I have
written to Mrs. Greer asking that you all return for more inter-
views to make up those missed because of the short notice of the
first trip. I think it is time that Tami got a taste of her own
medicine, don't you? Now, you must let Gina know what to do and
say and I know I can rely on you to arrange that for me, as I
don't have her address.
Now, here is the plan...
And as she wrote, her left hand found her right nipple and began
to stroke it. She was grinning from ear to ear. And her pussy was wet.
A taste of her own medicine. Yes, she certainly would get a lot to
taste.
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