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Heather 16 (ff)
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HEATHER AND HER ADVENTURES PART 16
BY "RAMAPO"
Judy and Heather were assigned out on a fringe dig for
three straight days, well away from everyone else. They worked
side by side. Heather noticed Judy sneaking glances at her
body, and the second day began to wear very tight jeans,
especially in the crotch. Her cunt was nicely outlined and the
seam creased the pussy lips nicely. A bonus was the thrill it
gave her when she walked around. Her tops always seemed to
become more unbuttoned after they reached the dig, and she made
sure Judy had a couple of sneak looks at her chest during the
next two days.
Judy turned out to be very nice and they chatted about all
sorts of things during the day as they worked. Slim, with firm,
grapefruit sized boobs that needed no bra, she used every
opportunity to have her tight butt in front of Heather. The
conversations were light, but it always came around to sex in
the end. They shared some stories, but the were sort of neutral
in terms of the genders involved.
"I always just enjoy it. I love to cum. But rarely meet
anyone who will go slow and let it build up until, you know, you
just loose your breath and your brain explodes!"
"Some people have all sorts of special, well, skills."
"Well, I haven't had any surprises lately."
Judy was quiet. "Well, you never know when you can have
something unique happen to you, or by who."
"I guess you're right. Girls seem to know how to go slow
and enjoy things, though, generally speaking."
Judy was staring at a beautiful breast, nipple in full view
against the light fabric of the blouse. God, she got hot,
blushed and put her head down, trying to get her breath. She
had to have this woman.
That night was movie night and Heather and Judy picked a
spot to the rear of the group, in a place that was dark even
when the movie was playing.
After the movie was playing for a while, Judy moved her
stool very close to Heather's and slightly to the rear. Sitting
back down, she was now close enough to be only an inch from
Heather's freshly washed hair.
She placed a hand lightly on Heather's lower back and
hooked a finger under the waistband of her shorts. The movie
continued. Judy leaned forward and moved Heather's hair away
from her ear and leaned near enough for Heather to feel her
breath on the back of the ear.
She felt a thrill go down Heather's back and moved her lips
up and nibbled gently on the edge of her ear. The tip of her
tongue appeared and she traced the edge of the ear, slowly
working her way around and around.
Heather felt another thrill and wished Judy would be
careful. She gave an involuntary gasp as the hot tongue slipped
deep inside her ear and squirmed around. It withdrew.
Judy's whisper came, faint, breathless. "Surprise. You
hot, beautiful, luscious, horny bitch, I'm going to make you
cum in your pants. Then, I'm going to fuck you until you cum
on my face. I want your beautiful boobs in my hands and in my
mouth and you will eat me till I cum a bucket of cum and you
drink it all." The tongue returned, teasing, penetrating,
retreating, teeth pulling on the ear. Tongue up and down her
neck.
Heather's body reacted to this tender assault by going into
overdrive. Her nipples rose and her crack was instantly wet.
She tried to see if anyone was paying attention to them, but her
head was swimming with confusion as the lust clouded her mind.
Everyone else was deep into the movie by now.
Judy kept it up, moved to the other side, even more in the
dark, and tongued the other eager ear, while a finger played and
slid in and out of the other one.
Heather's breath was ragged and she needed to moan, but
suppressed it.
"Please, you've got to stop. I can't stand this. I need
to move."
"Turn toward me." She did and firm hands popped the top
button of her jeans, fingers exploring as they worked down.
"Slide out your left leg."
The pressure on her mons increased and she twisted left and
slid her pants down enough to get a leg out and pulled them back
up. Anyone looking back would only see cloth.
Her wetness gleamed in the starlight. Judy pushed a small
kerchief into Heather's mouth.
"Mustn't make noise." She was instructed. This was crazy.
They had to stop. She went to get up out of her chair, but Judy
had moved around and knelt, pushing the slim thigh to the right.
Then, hot breath preceding her wet mouth, her head was between
Heather's spread legs. As she kept her head and upper body
turned to the screen, her lower legs began to shake as Judy's
tongue found her pussy and began to lick the flowing juice.
Heather's hot, copious flow made Judy even hotter and she sank
her tongue into the tight but eager pussy. And now, Heather
found out what made Judy special. Her tongue, freed of it's
normal restraint by a simple operation, flowed out of her mouth
until of it was deeper inside Heather than she could believe.
And, again, in an instant, it was withdrawn and other parts were
sucked, licked, teased and stroked. Heather, trembled and shook
and gave a very muted and astonished gasp of surprise as the
penetration continued, each renewed attack taking her a little
higher, and finally, built to beyond belief. It wiggled and
retreated, only to repeat the attack, sometimes deep, sometimes
only at the edge. And she still built.
And the movie ended and Judy stood up and stood close by
Heather to cover her naked leg. Her head was resting on Judy's
shoulder. As people passed, they smiled and Judy said, "Went to
sleep twenty minutes ago. I'll get her back to the tent as soon
as I can get her butt moving."
Actually, Heather was only slowly coming back down from her
blissful passion.
They just got Heather's pants back on after five minutes
and Judy continued to hold Heather.
"God, I need to cum."
"Let's go to your tent."
"Tish will be up."
"I doubt it, she never came to the movie."
They walked quietly to her tent and, pausing slightly, went
in alone. Tish was sleeping on her back, breathing deeply.
Heather reached back out, motioned, and Judy walked in behind
her. Judy motioned for her to peel her pants and top and lay on
her cot, legs hanging clear of the end from her pussy on.
A pillow over her head to muffle any sounds, and Judy
returned to between her legs, first removing her own shorts.
Now, she returned to this sweet pussy, with its dense black hair
matted with cum, the wet, glistening in the light, revealing
the swollen lips, open to her mouth. Her tongue traced the
inner thigh and slowly worked toward the honey pot. And then it
found Heather's wanton hole and began the ever so slow advance
and retreat again, only this time, so slow that Heather couldn't
believe how hot she had become.
Quite on their own, as her lust would rise, her legs would
rise until they were straight up, then lower until they framed
Judy's head, heels resting lightly on her back. She was
trembling, and, making small noises and groaning into the
pillow.
Could this last forever? She wanted this pleasure to go on
and on and on. And Judy filled her wish. With a care and
gentle consideration, she never let Heather build in a great
rush, just a gentle slope, then retreat as the pressure built in
this luscious pussy, so wet, so tight, so sweet.
Tish slowly awakened and, as her head cleared, realized
that Heather was making quiet, passionate noises again, enough
to awaken her. God, this kid could sure get her hot. She
wondered if she dared to talk to her about how seeing her naked,
or how hearing her get off affected her. After all, it was a
big surprise to her too.
But now, in the dim light, she began to realize that
someone was with Heather, eating her pussy as Heather, buried in
a pillow, moaned and groaned. Turning her head slightly, she
lay there, watching the live porn show in the next cot. And her
own ardor rose quickly. Almost unconsciously, a hand slide
down, under the band of her panties, and a finger tip began to
roam.
Heather was only aware now of the snake of a tongue, on
occasion reaching further inside than humanly possible. Her
lust was in complete control as her pussy, spasmodically
gripping the probing tongue, triggered wave after wave of
pleasure. Her back tensed and released as Judy continued. Judy
knew she had to give Heather release soon.
Her own fingers were busy, pulling on her nipples, then
spreading her own wet cunt and diving into the third knuckle,
her passion rising with Heather's. The sucking sounds filled
the tent.
Tish, focused with great intensity on the action, could
make out the generous swell of breasts and turgid nipples on the
person ravishing Heather and knew it was another girl. The
revelation both shocked and excited her. The pace of her own
rubbing increased.
Heather was starting to shake all over. As her legs rose,
Judy felt her own passion rising to take her and began to probe
Heather as deeply as her tongue would go. Heather groaned and
thrust over and over against this snake-like muscle of pleasure.
And at long last, the orgasm took her in a massive explosion of
nerves, her breath caught and she tossed and turned. Judy,
timing it nicely, plunged a third finger into her own ready hole
and released as well. Her cries muffled in Heather's cunt, she
shook and cried out with pleasure.
Neither of them were in any condition to hear the muted
series of grunts from Tish as her breath was driven out of her
in her own intense orgasm.
It was quite some time before Judy was able to rise.
Standing over Heather, she smiled and kissed her on the cheek
and covered her up. She slid her own clothes back on, and
looking over at Tish, lying quiet in her bunk, pushed the flap
back and retreated to her own bunk for a few hours of needed
sleep.
The next day, two new graduate students joined the group, a
guy and a girl. The girl was very nice looking, long, blond
hair, small, pointy tits and thin waist, swelling hips. The
next day after that was Heather's day off and normally would
have had the camp to herself to rest, relax, sleep, read, or
whatever.
Today, though, the new girl, Linda stayed behind and as the
morning wore on, they began to get to know each other.
"Actually, I'm studying the changing sexual habits of
students on campus."
"How do you do that, watch?"
Linda laughed. "No, just give surveys and study the
statistics. Masters and Johnson I'm not."
"What kind of questions do you ask?"
"The usual stuff. Are you a virgin, how often do you have
sex. What is your sexual preference. Types of sex."
"You must hear some interesting answers."
"From time to time. I'm always surprised by who gives the
more fringe answers, though. I've learned you can't always
judge the package by the cover." She looked Heather up and down
slowly.
Heather asked. "And what does my cover tell you?"
Linda paused. "Well, its a VERY nice cover. I'd say,
since you dress conservatively, you tend to be pretty straight
in most respects."
"Can I take the survey?"
"Sure, I'll get one from my tent. It takes about an hour."
They went over to Heather's tent and sat in the shade.
Linda was right, the questions were pretty straightforward, but
soon they began to hit snags.
"Have you every been to a sex club?"
Heather's answer brought her up short. "For men or women?"
"Women? You mean women only?"
"Women only."
"I've never heard of such a thing. Have you been to one?"
"I thought you were asking the questions here."
Linda blushed and they both laughed.
"Yes, I have."
Now Linda was really curious. "Well, I am sworn not to
every tell any details about who goes and where it is, but,
let's just say that I know a friend's Aunt with unconventional
needs and she's a member. She's always made sure I got to
experience some of the better things in life and wanted to be
sure I got to know about this too. I was eighteen, a freshman,
and she asked me and her niece to go with her."
"And?"
"Well, it was a night to remember, I can tell you that."
"Did you like it?" The very thought of such a place got
Linda aroused.
"To be honest, I loved it. They pamper you and do
everything they can think of to get you hot and bothered and
keep you that way all night. You have a partner, a woman, for
the evening, and she attends to your every need. And I mean
every need, if you know what I mean, even ones you never thought
you had before you let them get their hands, and other things,
on you.
"And what were your needs?"
"I needed to get off in a major way within fifteen minutes
of walking in. And did they ever get me to cum. Hell, once I
came in my shorts just walking down the hall to go back to the
porn movie."
The very memory of the night had Heather aroused as well,
her nipples extending and pushing her top up in two points.
They both spotted each others obvious signs of arousal and
grinned at each other.
"Um, let's get back to the survey."
"OK, we definitely want to get finished."
"Do you masturbate?"
"Yes."
"Do you use any mechanical or passive aids?"
"Yes, and electronic, too."
"Electronic?" Linda paused again.
"Well, it would take to long to explain, and I don't have
any of that stuff out here, but there are some unbelievable
products out there, if you know who to contact."
"Describe the aids you use."
"We could be here all day. Why don't I just show you and
you can make notes?"
"I don't normally ask to see...."
"That's OK, I have them right here."
With that, she pulled a medium size bag out from under the
cot and began to lay out the many devices she had with her.
Linda was stunned and very aroused to see the variety of
fucking gear Heather owned. And apparently used quite
frequently. She had occasionally rubbed herself with objects in
the room around her, but nothing even remotely close to this.
"I see you like my toys." Linda's nipples were rock hard
under her tight t-shirt, standing on top of her cone-shaped
boobs, the were up and proud.
"God, yes. I've never seen anything like this stuff." Her
hand reached out, shaking slightly, then hesitated. "Can I
touch it?"
"Sure."
Each piece was handled and Heather explained its use. When
they came to the enormous double dildo, Linda picked up its
considerable weight and whispered, "God, this monster would rip
you open."
"No, in spite of what you see, it actually... Well, beside
size, this honey has more surprises in it than you can imagine.
To get it in, you squeeze it down to be narrow on one end and
then let it expand inside for a nice tight, well, expanding fit.
Then your partner does the same thing. The fluid goes to the
other end and then the fun really begins. The fluid inside has
all sorts of other special properties. The heat inside also
makes it swell up some more. It then fits real tight, every
nook and cranny, if you know what I mean, and the feelings and
movement inside each partner are transmitted to the other."
Linda found herself hot as she continued to fondle the
device. She was imagining what it would feel like. Squeezing
one end, she felt the other end instantly swell in response.
She could imagine what this must feel like inside. She felt her
pussy go wet and she looked down and her nipples were still
hard. She finally looked over at Heather.
She had been watching her reaction to the dong and her
description of how it was used. Heather licked her lips and
decided to take a chance. She reached over and took the tool
from Linda and began to rub it up Linda's arm. Linda trembled,
but did nothing to stop Heather as their eyes locked.
"The only way to really understand what I mean is to try
it."
The black head moved over the tight nipple and down, and over to
the other tit, the tingles shooting to Linda's pussy, already
very, very damp. Linda had never made it with a woman, but had
often wondered how it would be.
Heather moved close and kissed her. Placing the tool on
the cot, she moved back to Linda and took off her top. Freeing
her own swollen rack, she put her hands around Linda's waist and
drew her to her. Linda's hard points pressed into Heather's and
then the breasts flattened into each other, pressing back firmly
onto each rib cage. The pressure was delightful.
Tongues merged and soon Linda was breathless. With the
sensuous kiss, all her reservations fled and she gave herself to
this lusty woman.
Heather took the lead and peeled Linda's slacks and bikini
underwear, then her own. They merged back together, pussies
grinding on each other. Linda was groaning at the contact of
her erect clit on the thick mat of hair.
Heather led Linda to the cot and removed a blanket, then
arranged Linda on her back on one end the blanket on the floor.
Spreading her legs, she picked up the tool and made one end very
slim. Linda closed her eyes as Heather, working very slowly and
gradually, inserted the now slim head inside, and, with slight
in and out movements, worked six inches inside. Linda's fingers
traced the thick tool as she took it, moaning slightly as her
pussy expanded to take the invader. This was more than Linda
had ever experienced and her hips were bucking on the tool.
"Now me. We lay apart with our legs inside each other, and
the tool joining us. Our pussies do all the work."
Heather squeezed very gently on the tool and Linda
instantly felt the swelling fullness stretch her cunt even more.
Deep inside, the bulbous head began to regain its size and Linda
groaned a deep groan as her belly rippled with passion,
stretched with every nerve on fire.
Heather moved into position, and the her head of the tool
popped inside her slick cunt. Her hand shaking as she lay down,
and very gradually inched down until their pussies were still
six inches apart, with the swollen member now joining them.
Linda felt the pulses of Heather as her stretched cunt
spasmed and clenched the swelling dong. Her own pussy reacted
and the pattern established itself. Linda felt her passion rise
and rise, with the swelling dong stretching and teasing her,
every nerve in her cunt now protesting and exploding. As the
minutes went by, both girls moved deep in the heat of this fuck,
hips twitching and their pussies, full and wet, becoming more
and more spasmodic. And they twitched on as the dong worked in
deeper and deeper, the six inches becoming five, then four,
gradually disappearing. Now the pussy lips, slick with cum,
pressed against each other and added their sensations to the
accelerating pace. Moans and cries of pleasure filled the tent.
Their fingers intertwined and they pulled on each other to
thrust.
Linda could take no more and her babbling increased. "Oh,
God. It is sooooooo good. Good. God. Good. Oh, fuck. Fuck
me. Yes. Yes. I need to cum. I. cum. cum. cum. YES!
YES!. Ungh! UNGH! " She came in a wave of spasms that drove
the breath from her. Her pussy clenched the tool with a tight
spasm and the shock hit Heather's stretched and lust filled cunt
and her orgasm took her as well in a loud groan that joined in
with Linda's shouts.
As the passion receded, Heather kept Linda, exhausted from
the intensity of her orgasm, in position. Stretched and full,
they lay there, trembling. After several minutes, Heather's
pussy spasmed again in ripples of intense passion and gripped
the dong. Linda's tortured cunt, to her surprise, answered with
a sharp squeeze of its own. Five minutes later, they began to
build up the pattern and the moaning began again. It was over
an hour later when, sweaty and exhausted, they slowly uncoupled
and embraced. The rest of the time of Linda's stay in the camp,
she would stop by and borrow various items for her research,
including, from time to time, Heather herself. She left camp an
expert in her field.
(To Be Continued..)
Warning: The material that follows is adult in nature,
containing graphic sex descriptions. If you are not over
18, or if such material is offensive to you, stop here and
move on to another story.
See the introduction to the Heather series at the beginning
of Part 1. However, all parts can be enjoyed more or less
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HEATHER AND HER ADVENTURES PART 17
BY "RAMAPO"
The country dance at a ranch had been stopped early because
of a big approaching storm front. It was decided that it would
be too dangerous to try to let everyone go home to the camp
because the streams might flood, so, using a local emergency
plan, the party was split up among the local ranches till
morning. Heather found herself in a Jeep being driven by a
local girl. Heather had noticed the younger girl for the first
time over by the refreshment stand earlier at the dance. A
blond with long, beautiful hair and a figure that, if anything,
was better than Heather's. Heather had casually followed her
around the room during the evening, taking in the sway of her
hips and the very noticeable bounce in her chest as she moved
around. She also noticed that though she danced occasionally,
she never stayed with a partner beyond one dance. When the
dance quit so suddenly, she was standing next to Heather and
took Heather's hand and said "Hi, I'm Paula. You can stay at
our place tonight."
That seemed easy enough. They checked out with the group
manager and left the address and phone number of where they
would be, and headed out.
Paula said. "This is the most excitement out at our ranch
since Jean was here."
"Jean?"
"Well, I can't tell you her real last name, but she was a
top model who needed to get her act together. My Aunts' knew
her mother and let her stay for the Summer two years ago. Oh,
by the way, my Aunt's - they own and run the place - are out of
town and we'll have the place to ourselves tonight."
They turned off the highway and drive five miles back into
the low hills to a ranch house. The storm had moved closer and
they could see lightning in the distance.
Inside, the house was nicely furnished and orderly.
Heather was given one of the Aunt's rooms at the end of the hall
and Paula loaned her a nighty, which Heather noticed was very
shear and skimpy. After her shower, she slipped on the nighty
and even she was surprised and aroused at the way the top
showcased her lusty chest and how her dark pussy was quite
visible through the bikini pants, nicely framed between two
ebony thighs. Planning to have a good night sleep, she slid
between the sheets and had just slipped the bottom loose to let
her fingers roam, when the storm hit with a thunderous clap and
flash. Rain lashed the window and the room was soon lit up by
another flash.
"Heather?"
"Yes?"
"Are you OK?"
"Yes, how about you?"
"Can I come in and sit with you? Storms make me very
nervous."
Another flash and the bang shook the house as the door
opened. Heather was swinging clear of the bed and met Paula
just inside the door.
A brilliant flash lit up the room. The intense light
revealed in an instant that Paula was in a nighty at least as
shear as Heather's. The light pierced the shear material and
Paula's voluptuous body, for all intents and purposes, was
totally exposed to Heather in that brief moment. Heather gulped
at the sudden revealing of the magnificent very firm chest, tits
thrust forward and out, accented by a high, narrow, tapered
waist down to flowing hips and long, long legs that came
together just below a washboard flat stomach and crowned by a
plush, thick, dark triangle of curly hair. Paula's eyes in turn
were registering Heather's own perfect teardrop shaped, lofty
boobs and surprising, completely exposed pussy. Then darkness
descended on the room. The thunder shook the house and Paula
jumped, her chest swaying and giving a pronounced jiggle.
In spite of this unexpected and extremely distracting
entrance, Heather had also noticed in that brief moment that
Paula had a look of surprise on her face but was also very
nervous and trembling. She took her hand and led her to the
bed, and they sat across from each other.
"Its OK. The storm will go by quickly. Here, tell me
about living on a ranch in Montana." Heather took the lead. As
the room was illuminated again and again, almost like a peep
show, she noticed that Paula's eyes were moving between her
chest and pussy. Sitting cross-legged as they were, Heather was
completely exposed below the waist to Paula's searching eyes.
Heather was also taking the same opportunities and absorbed
this gorgeous girl just opposite her. She felt herself quickly
becoming aroused just from the thought of running her hand over
those swelling orbs, or pulling the nipples, or stroking and
fingering her young twat. Her nipples rose slightly against the
filmy nightgown and her clit made a visible appearance between
her pussy lips. Paula was staring hard.
And they were both aware of each other's intense, searching
gaze, as they caught each other staring again and again.
Finally, Paula spoke, her voice trembling slightly. "You
tell me about digging bones first. I want to know what is so
great about working in the heat all day digging up that stuff."
So Heather slowly broke the spell and explained about the
college course she was taking and the requirements to come dig
for the summer. How they found sites, located bones and how
they dug them up, preserved them and studied them back at the
school.
"So, how many are you in the camp? I didn't see too many
of you at the dance."
"Twelve. Well, we had thirteen for a few weeks. A
graduate student was visiting, but she had to come to finish her
research and so she came and then went. (Cum is right, Heather
thought. She was very tired, but satisfied when she boarded the
bus to head home!) Two guys and ten girls and the guys are
getting more than they can handle! What a bunch of horny
people!"
They both laughed nervously. Horny was right. "The two
guys are getting more action than they can handle, and the rest
of the camp is, well, trying to get relief, as, well, as best
they can." She stopped, not knowing how far to go in explaining
just what that entailed for half the girls.
"We dig for another month and head back to school just in
time for the Fall term to start. It's an adventure!"
"Well, I grew up here on the ranch with my Aunts.
Actually, they're not real Aunts, but one of them is a second
cousin and they took us in when we were very small after my
parents died. You haven't seen the place yet, but mostly it's
wide open spaces and occasionally, some cattle. We raise cattle
and grow some wheat and corn for sale and food."
"It can be pretty lonely out here. Everyone is so far
away. Almost all the phone calls are long distance, so
everybody
uses the CB radio to keep in touch and pass along news."
Heather said, "I can't believe you would ever be lonely!,
Not with a face and figure like yours!"
"Well, most of the boys I grew up with out here are jerks
and the rest went off to the service or to college. Dates are
few and far between. And mostly its just a wrestling match to
keep them out of my pants. So you learn to make do." She
looked coyly at Heather. "Just like over at your camp!"
"You said 'Us'?"
"My older sister Karen. She's twenty and went to visit a
college friend a few days ago. Should be home tomorrow."
"Where are your Aunts now?"
"Well, I told you they are away, which is true. They are
back up at a cabin on a lake we have about ten miles from here,
with some friends. It's hard for anyone to have a social life
without the whole neighborhood knowing about every little
detail, so they built this great cabin for privacy. They are
great folks and pretty much let everyone around use it, for,
well, times when prying eyes aren't wanted. They don't ask
questions or talk about it. Hell, half of the CB signals are
codes to let them know who wants to use it and when. They
answer in code to tell them if it's free. Different codes for
everybody."
"That sounds very understanding of them."
"Well, they are understanding. The two of them are very
nice, if unusual in their approach to life."
"I'd like to have had a chance to meet them."
"Well, you'll be gone before they get back, too bad."
The storm still raged, but the conversation had calmed
Paula down. Some of her long dark hair had fallen down between
her breasts and pointed to her dark triangle. Spread legged,
the pink lips of her pussy were just visible in the lush bush
visible through her shear panties.
"You're not what I expected at all." Paula was looking
into Heather's eyes.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I kind of figured you'd be some kind of book hound
or something, but you're really nice."
"Thanks. I like you too. If the boys on campus could see
this country girl, they'd have to excuse themselves to get some
quick relief."
Paula perked up. "Speaking of quick relief, let's play a
game I learned from a friend."
"OK, what is it?"
"We each tell each other five things we like most about
masturbation."
Heather was surprised at the game, but decided to play and
see where this led. She hoped it would be some play other than
talk.
Paula said, "We'll each name one thing and tell why, then
switch, OK?"
"OK, I'll go first." The room was dark and the storm was
moving away. The flashes were coming more infrequently and with
much less intensity, now.
In the dark, her voice was low and sexy. "I like the way
my nipples get hard and very long, pulling the skin tight on my
boobs and letting little electric shocks go down to my cunt when
I pull and suck on them."
Paula said. "Oh, yes, yes, that is sooo nice. And I like
the way I start to make all kinds of noise when I get really hot
and turn myself on even more."
"Oh, I forgot one other rule. You have to show me how you
do the thing you just talked about." She waited to see if
Heather was going to balk.
But Heather only smiled and lifted the nighty slowly off her
chest and tossed it on the floor and leaned back against the
headboard. With her legs open and knees raised, her fingertips
and nails slowly began to drift back and forth across every inch
of her chest, stomach and boobs. The light touch and scratching
around the nipples caused them to begin to harden. Her eyes
closed, a smile spread across her face as the pleasure buttons
began to lift, tighten, and tingle. She finally slipped an erect
nipple between a finger and thumb and gently squeezed and pulled
out. A sigh escaped her lips as her face twitched and her mouth
opened, the heat in her pussy beginning to grow. Paula could
see her in the dim room and suddenly, the smell of Heather's hot
quim filled the air as Heather lubricated in a rush. The pussy
lips were swelling and the early cum was glistening in the dim
light.
Paula was excited and moved closer to watch. After ten
minutes, Heather was panting and pulled a tit up into her hot
mouth. Knowing the signs that Heather was about to move on
into much heavier activity, Paula reached over and moved her
hands away from her chest. Heather reluctantly released the
long nipple, it fell away heavily, standing very tall and still
on fire from the lashing of her tongue. It still continued to
send hot sparks across her chest, demanding to be rubbed.
"Not so fast, we have four more things to name yet." As
she said it, she was fascinated and excited by the very long
nipple standing up so proud, wanting to see Heather continue to
arouse herself. She had to fight a strong urge lean over and
suck on it, but managed to hold back.
It took Heather a few minutes to come down a bit and open
her eyes. "Now you. And just how to you intend to show me how
you get excited when you make a lot of noise if you have to get
so hot to do it? Maybe you should save that till a bit later
on. Tell me something else you like."
"You're right, I do get going good by then. Well, I like
the feeling of swollen pussy lips, pressing down on my erect and
engorged clit."
She and Heather changed places. The storm outside renewed
it's assault on the house, but they hardly noticed.
Paula positioned herself much as Heather had done, but with
her knees further apart. She too began with her head back, eyes
closed and a finger trailing over the taut skin of her tits and
flat stomach. As she aroused herself, the finger lingered on a
nipple, or burrowed into her lush bush, probing, pressing, the
nerves beginning to send waves of pleasure through her belly and
chest. Her throat tightened as a small groan escaped her lips.
Her swollen breasts engorged and the nipples rose in beautiful,
tight points, dark red against white of the surrounding skin.
Her legs opened slightly and her full, swelling pussy was
revealed, lips flushed hot pint, the dark bush giving way as the
honey pot began to open like the petals of a rose. And at its
top, the cowgirls clit poked its urgent way into view, firmly
surrounded by the swelling flesh of her sex.
"Ummmmmm. Oh, Yes, I can feel it. It burns in the air.
Ohhhhh. Ummmmmmm. Unaaaaaa...." Her fingers continued to
roam, the gentle tugs and pulls were becoming more urgent, she
too began to lubricate freely and the musk in the room increased
noticeable. She was getting hot very quickly. Very quickly
indeed.
Heather's own hungry cunt responded to the closeup sight of
this increasingly hot, uninhibited woman by resuming its urgent
tingling, sending waves of warmth spreading up her belly once
again. Her fingers wanted to join Paula's, but she frustrated
herself and Paula as she rested her hands on Paula's arms and
stopped her just short of the inevitable first lunge of an eager
finger into her now open and exposed hole.
It was Paula's turn to lie there in frustration as the
pleasure waned slowly, clearing her head.
Heather kept the game going. "I like it when I have some
things to help me along during the day and when I let myself go
at night. Well, I mean, a constant reminder that..."
Paula broke in, "Oh, sex toys! God yes! Great. They can
be so great!. Wait..." She was out of the room and back in
less than a minute with a small case. Opening it, she placed it
on the bed between them so Heather could see. In it was a
collection of devices to rival Heather's own at home.
Heather said. "You pick for me and I'll pick for you."
"OK." They pulled out all of the stuff and finally, Paula
selected a butt plug, much longer than Heather was experienced
with, thin at the tip and growing wider toward the other end,
with a stopper to keep it going all the way inside.
"Don't be afraid about it's length. You take it slow.
It's very flexible. And it has a nice feature, well you'll
see."
Heather picked out a slim, ribbed dong that was designed to
slide up easily, but provide an easy surface for the muscles to
grip. At the one end, a small loop reached up and was to be
slipped over the clit, holding it gently, but firmly at its
base.
Paula was still holding her selection. "Pull your legs
back, honey. This baby's gonna fuck your butt."
Heather lay on her back and pulled her legs up around her
ears, flattening her breasts back against her chest. Her pussy
and ass were completely open and exposed to Paula, who set the
chest on the floor and moved over to be directly below Heather.
Her fingers began to caress and stroke the backs of Heather's
legs, drawing nearer and nearer to her pussy. In anticipation,
a new flow of cum started and the juices glistened as they
filled her quim and began to liberally wet the outside. Now the
touch finally reached the lips and her hips twitched as first a
finger, then two, stroked the outside of the lips, a gentle
pressure that moved from place to place. Her flow increased and
her breathing was getting short. "Oh, that is soooo good.
Please don't stop. Please...."
But Paula, intent on having Heather experience the long
dong in her hand, waited and the flood of Heather's cunt began
to trickle down through the forest of hair and then wet her
puckered bung hole.
The wandering fingers then began to touch and put pressure
on that dark, erotic, forbidden hole, opening it slightly, and
the cum lubricated the entrance and seeped inside with each of
Paula's probes, each bolder than before. The more her ass was
played with, the hotter her cunt was getting. Soon, she would
orgasm, with or without anything else getting inside her.
Paula waited and Heather felt yet another finger slip
inside her ass, but insistently, dipping deeper than before.
Paula looked into Heather's eyes and the finger slipped in
deeper and deeper. Heather groaned and her eyes rolled back as
her ass tightened around the thickening tool. It wasn't a
finger, but the plug at long last gaining entrance and filling
her lower region. Paula's gentle touch continued to inflame her
cunt, but her ass was sending all sorts of confusing signals,
keeping her lust from expanding for the moment. And then, just
as she expected to feel the dong coming up her throat from
below, the widest end popped past the stretched sphincter and
the plug pulled up tight to her crack, almost complete flush
with the surface. Her inside was now so full, stretched and yet
it didn't actually hurt or feel abused.
Very needful of release but being denied, Paula slowly
helped her to lower her legs and she was forced to sit up,
firmly on top of the probe, which tilted it slightly forward,
and she felt pressure on the back of her swollen vagina, but
from the inside. Warmth spread over her belly. Her head was
swimming.
"I need to cum."
"No, sit quiet for a bit and calm back down." Paula
caressed her arm. "Here, we need to fit me up." She placed the
other selected dong in Heather's hand and guided it toward her
waiting hole.
Heather was still wanting to abandon all pretense of
playing this game and pull and suck on this girl's tits and
grind on her pussy, but she was being held back by uncertainty
as to how she would react to such a direct attack.
But she focused her waning attention on Paula and without
much effort, placed the dong into the tight opening as Paula
groaned and her hips bucked slightly. It went in until the ribs
reached the tightness inside, and a slow motion of in and out
started to work the device past the barrier, as the muscles
gripped, then relaxed momentarily around the expanded area.
But, with Paula being fucked steadily by the action, she was
beginning to whimper and groan with increasing frequency and
loudness.
Then the dong went home tight. Opening Paula's legs wide,
Heather wet her fingers in the girl's overflowing cum and, very
carefully, guided the top loop toward the erect clit.
Stretching the loop out till it was oversize with her little
finger, she lowered it like a lasso over the turgid member and
pressed it down gently to its base. In less than a minute, the
ring resumed its normal size and the clit was captured.
She sat Paula back up and they resumed sitting across from
each other, as close as they could get, legs crossed Indian
fashion. The flush of passion filled each face as they stroked
each others arms and legs. Heather's level of need was rising
by the minute.
And she was experiencing a sensation quite unlike
anything she had felt before. The rod, slim when inserted, and
now snuggled up inside her ass, had expanded somewhat from the
warmth, and the thickest part, originally at the base, was
migrating slowly up the rod toward the top, pushing organs
around and stretching things gently as it moved. The movement
kept causing her asshole to clench and unclench in spasms as the
point of pressure kept shifting. This movement also caused the
rod to flex, adding to the sensation internal movement. After a
moment, she realized that the movement, while surprising and
triggering whole new sensations, was not uncomfortable at all
and in fact, occasionally caused nerves deep in her belly to
send a minor flood of sensuous electric fire up her back and
into her brain.
While Heather was pre-occupied, Paula had her own
distractions. The dong, now sucked tightly into her sweet box,
was being pulled on as her vagina tugged at it, always trying to
get more inside. And each gentle tug pulled the loop on her
rigid clit, shooting fire up her belly. Try as she might to
stop the sensations and slow down, she felt her need to release
beginning to build. And the stroking of her legs was adding to
the increasing need to finally release in an orgasm. Her hand
finally went to Heather's jutting breasts and fondled them
lovingly, pulling on the nipples and finally, as if drawn by a
strong magnet, leaned down and pulling an erotic, almost
obscenely long nipple into her hot, very hungry mouth.
Heather gasped and ran a hand back around behind Paula's
head and drew the head into her tit as the sucking spread fire
over her breast. Her other hand found one of Paula's globes and
pulled and tugged on the engorged flesh. Both were beyond
casual arousal and were panting now, regular groans escaping
their lips. The game had turned into an increasing drive to
help each other to orgasm.
But again they were denied release. A bell rang elsewhere
in the house. Paula, struggling to regain control, mumbled,
"Oh, shit. Must answer that. It's the CB calling from the
cabin. My Aunts." She gave Heather an intense kiss and walked
slowly down the hall, the dong still firmly imbedded and the
bounce of her walk increasing its pulls on her pussy.
Heather realized the dong in her was still changing shape.
She experimented and got slowly to her feet. The dong stayed
firmly in place and the movement just increased the gently
movement inside. She too, slowly walked down the hall and found
the study, with Paula turning up knobs in the dim light and
picking up a microphone.
"Stone base here"
"Camper's delight here. Sorry to wake you."
"No problem. We have a guest at stone base. Weather
emergency was declared and the bone diggers were stranded at the
dance."
"We had the storms up here as well. Sorry the dance was
cancelled. Hope your evening was four square." Paula said in
an aside to Heather. "That means I hope you weren't bored out
of your mind."
"Not to worry, we have been up talking. Heather turned out
to be a real trooper." Aside, "I just told her you are very
nice and very liberal about sex." To make her point, she slid a
hand around behind Heather's left thigh and slowly raise it till
her index finger was lightly touching the swollen, very wet
pussy. Heather opened her legs slightly to ease Paula's access.
"Just wanted to let you know the fish are biting and we
will stay two more days."
"OK. What kind of lures are you using?" To Heather.
"They have some friends up there with them, well locals, and
they are having a really good time and somehow the locals have
managed to figure out how to stay a bit longer and not get
caught."
"We were using live bait, but switched to spoons today. We
lost three in the weeds." Translation. "They need me to bring
up some things to them."
"Can you bring some special tackle to us in the morning?"
And. "She'll tell me just what it is in a second."
"Right after I get Heather back to her camp."
"We heard a short while ago that all the streams over by
her dig are up and it will be days before they can get back.
Think the Jeep is up to it?" "She wants to know if you are to
be trusted to keep your mouth shut if I bring you up there."
"Just had it checked and it is running fine." A finger
slid into her crack and Heather moaned and moved close the
Paula. The finger, liberally lubricated, formed a knuckle and
began to pump in and out of the entrance.
"That's always good to know. Honey, we need the gear in
the blue tackle box, and bring a spare set of sinkers and
bobbers as well." "I'll show you the stuff in the morning," she
whispered to Heather.
"OK, got it. Blue tackle box, sinkers and bobbers."
"Did you find the special desert we left for you?" "She
wants to know if we, well, if we screwed around." As Paula said
this, a second finger joined the first in Heather's hole and
Heather's hips jerked and her gasp told Paula she was close to
cuming.
"We were just finishing it up. Quite delicious and such a
surprise."
"Well, save some for tomorrow when you come up. Others
here will want to share, I'm sure."
Heather was hardly aware of the conversation at this point.
The night's extended activity was rushing to a finish. Paula's
talented fingers were working her beautifully and the butt dong
was beating an ever changing rhythm to add to the pleasure.
"See you around noon. Camper's Delight Out."
"Just finishing the last bite of desert now. Stone Base
out."
Paula put the microphone down and pulled Heather to her.
Pulling a tit into her mouth, she stroked Heather's turgid clit
and Heather, the hours of delicious foreplay having created a
tremendous sexual tension, finally went wild.
"Ohhhhhhhh.. " Her hips bucked. "I'm gooooooiii...." Her
hips bucked again. "Ughnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn....." Her knees
buckled and Paula, arms now wrapped around the tiny waist,
supported Heather as the orgasm poured like a wave of hot fire
over her body.
As Heather twitched and groaned, Paula, ran a freed hand
over her own inflamed bush and began to work the dong. In
seconds, she too came, the hours of teasing building up to a
tension that released with sudden and nerve shattering
massiveness. Her breathing stopped and she blacked out, leaning
on Heather.
It was some time before they both were able to clean up and
finally get some sleep.
The storm still thundered in the distance, but they both
slept with pleasant dreams. Very pleasant indeed.
(To Be Continued...)
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