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Heather 18 (ff)
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HEATHER AND HER ADVENTURES PART 18
BY "RAMAPO"
An evening at the movies would be good relaxation, as the two
seniors down the hall suggested. Pam and Gloria were roomies
from their Freshman year and were known to be real cutups. Pam
was of medium height with jet black hair, cut short, flowing full
boobs, narrow waist and full hips. Her thin thighs displayed a
full crotch gap, particularly when she wore tight jeans, which
she mostly did and was wearing tonight. She liked this pair in
particular because the crotch seam was pulled deep into her ass
and up into her pussy, parting the lips and pushing the silk of
her panties a considerable distance into her, letting her hooded
clit just barely touch the material from time to time. The
sparks were jumping to her stomach as they walked.
Gloria was much smaller in every way but one. She had a real
full set of tits that were all out of proportion to her almost
childlike body. And the firm, jutting nipples, always swollen
like cherries, were pushing out, always visible through a bra,
blouse, or whatever, thumbs tenting under the cloth. She usually
wore coverups as much as possible when out, but tonight was girls
only and she wore a tight, thin sweater and a flimsy bra that let
her boobs ride high and bounce like a firm jello and she strode
to keep pace with Heather and Pam. Their heavy weight felt good
as it flexed and tugged on the skin of her upper chest. In the
cool evening air, her nipples had hardened and her sweater, in a
losing battle, strained to control their bulging hardness.
Heather walked between the girls and found herself drawn to watch
their heaving jiggles. Gloria caught her watching and just put
her arm around Heather's waist and they walked on, Heather's own
firm high tit pressed into the top of Gloria's swaying boob and
Heather could feel the heat rush through her breast and her face
flushed. Why was she so suddenly sure that the movies would be
more than "than just the movies"?
They went past the movie district and turned onto a business
street that had storefronts lined up, and upstairs apartments, a
part of town Heather had never seen. They stopped at a door to a
walkup and went inside and up the stair. At the top was a small
window in the wall and they each paid five dollars and went down
the hall. A small sign was posted outside a curtain that was
dimly lit and read "Tonight's Film - Jane's Church Welcome'". It
sure didn't seem like much of a movie. Church? Booring!
Pam and Gloria pushed her through the curtain and inside was
a long room with a screen on the end wall. Instead of normal
movie seats, there were comfortable lounges and sofas placed so
that you could really kick back and still see the movie. In the
very dim light, Heather could make out several other couples here
and there, but they headed to an empty sofa near the back and
plopped down, Heather still in the middle.
She looked at Gloria with a questioning glance and Gloria
leaned close and whispered in her ear "Lesbian hangout - great
way to relax. But we can relax and just watch the show. OK?"
Heather whispered back, "Sure - just a bit of a surprise,
that's all. I mean, I have wondered if you two were more than
just roomies."
Pam leaned over and said quietly, "Gloria and I are bi, and
well, sometimes we come here just to have a few laughs and relax.
We can leave if this makes you uncomfortable. If you want, we
can go do something else."
"No, this is fine. I haven't seen you two being very close
in public, though. You had me pretty well convinced everybody
might be wrong."
"Well, we aren't trying to fool anyone. We just enjoy each
other from time to time. Gloria is a great lover. She can get
me so hot I'll just do anything for her or to her."
"Really? Your study breaks must be interesting!"
"Sometimes. Listen, one night after we had studied half the
night, she came over to my bed in the middle of the night and
started sucking on these big jugs of mine while I was sleeping
and by the time I got very awake, the bed was soaked and I was
humping her hand and just as I came, she leaned down and stuck
her tongue up my pussy. The only thing that kept me from waking
up the whole dorm was that she had put a pillow over my face and
I grabbed it and yelled into it. I know my breasts are big, and
most women who are big don't have very sensitive nipples, but
I'm an exception there. And she knows it."
Heather said, "My tits are real sensitive too. I didn't know
big busts usually aren't sensitive. Gosh, Pam, I just love the
way your big boobs bounce and jiggle. They are very beautiful to
watch. Must be a real mouthful!"
"Thanks. I've watched you all year and I love your's too.
Except when I'm having some hot sex, mine are a big pain most of
the time because I can't find anything to wear."
A voice from the curtain said. "Movie starts in five
minutes. It just got delivered."
"Well, we might as well get comfortable." Pam said. She put
some pillows at the end of the couch and swung around and slid
down so that her feet were up and her head was in Heather's lap.
Heather had no place to put her left hand except on Pam's
shoulder. Pam didn't hesitate, but just reached up and pulled
Heather's hand down inside her sweater and over to her right tit.
Heather hand tingled to the silky touch of the swollen warm
flesh, the swollen knob on the end pushed her fingers apart. Pam
just smiled up at her and then she turned to watch the screen.
Gloria also turned away and leaned her back against
Heather from the right. Heather noticed that her jeans were
loosened, midriff bare, with the top of her panties showing, so
she put her hand on Gloria's hip, with the warm skin of her side
under her palm. These were two very relaxed and free young
ladies, these were.
Almost by reflex, her left index finger was stroking the
nipple Pam presented to it and it rose further and wrinkled. The
movie started.
Short credits were followed by scenes of a moving van pulling
away and a young, blond woman going into her new house. She
began moving boxes around and straightening things out a bit.
Upstairs, she made the bed and hung up some clothes. Then, she
took a shower and plugged in the TV on top of a packing box and
watched some TV. Just then the phone rang.
It was a church society calling, a member having noticed she
just arrived and, not seeing any men or children there to help,
wondered if she could use some assistance moving. A brief
conversation ended and she wandered upstairs and quickly took a
shower and pulled on a clean T-shirt and jeans from a suitcase.
Just as she finished, the doorbell rang and off she went to the
front door.
Two young women greeted her, with some food and a box full of
cleaning equipment. They were a brunette and a redhead, both
dressed in sweatshirts over t-shirts and jeans. After
introductions, they went into the living room and sat for a
minute and chatted.
Linda, the blond owner of the house wore no bra, and her
nice, round tits filled the T-shirt and caused it to strain a bit
under the arms. One of the other woman, Karen, the brunette,
kept glancing at Linda's swollen chest and started to lick her
lips. But, they got up and cleaned and straightened for a while.
Linda went upstairs and began putting things up on shelves in the
closet and the first church women, named Lisa, came in to help
her. Linda was up on a short ladder and Lisa stood beside her
and handed things up. Several times Linda wobbled and Lisa
grabbed her hips and held her tight, Linda's crotch only inches
from her face. Lots of sexy looks were given to Linda's moving
boobs as Linda reached and stretched. The bottom half of Linda's
breasts were falling out of the bottom of her t-shirt as she
reached up.
The top shelf was a big stretch and Lisa boldly grabbed
Linda's cheeks and pressed her face into the presented mons.
Linda was a bit surprised by the embrace, but clearly was
enjoying the sudden pressure and heat on her pussy, in spite of
her confusion. This was repeated several times as more things
went onto the shelf.
A closeup showed that Linda's tongue was out and pressing on
Lisa's bulge in a thrusting motion. Linda's eyes flickered as
the lust raced through her. She froze with her arms up, gripping
the top shelf. The embrace continued and Lisa's hands stroked
the back of Linda's legs and up to her crack, each time moving
more and more boldly into the gap between Linda's legs. Lisa
backed off and popped the snap on Linda's jeans and eased them
down. Linda found herself trapped on the top of the stool, her
hands now on the top of Lisa's red head, and then Lisa buried
her tongue in Linda's cunt. Linda began almost at once to gasp
and shake. It must have been a long time for her without sex,
and this assault from this woman, a church woman, so unexpected,
had taken her completely by surprise. But her own sudden lusty
response suppressed any strong actions to stop the activity, and
her eyes closed and her head bent back, mouth open. She began to
groan and give little yips of pleasure, closeups showing the
glistening tongue working the wet pussy vigorously. The groaning
became more pronounced and she began to whimper.
"Oh. Oh. Suck me. That's so deep. Wet! Wet! Lick me.
Lick it. Yes. Yes. Yes. YES! OH YES! OH OH OH! OH.
Ungh...Ungh... Unnnnnn... " She came with several spasms
shaking her body, her hands pulling hard on Lisa's head, burying
her even deeper into her open crack. Lisa kept licking furiously
and Linda came down from the orgasm and went again. "Stop.
Please stop. No. Oh. No, please. Oh, yes. Stop. Yes. Good.
Mustn't. God. Good. God. I'm cominnggggGGGGG!!!!!"
This time, Lisa did let her come down from the ladder, giving
her a big kiss and helping her pull on her jeans, taking the
opportunity to push the t-shirt up over the lovely boobs and
sucking each one briefly.
"Don't tell Karen. She's pretty straight and will get pretty
upset, by, well you know."
"Well, I thought I was straight too, until just now. That
was great!" She was smiling. "How did you know I'd let you do
that? We hardly know each other."
"I didn't plan it. You just looked so hot and I was horny
and decided to go for it. Nothing ventured, nothing gained! I
mean, to be fair, who are you going to complain to? The
Minister. 'Minister Jones, your most popular and hardworking,
God-loving servant came to my house and went down on me when I
was weak. I know I had two orgasms, but she made me do it.'"
Linda had to admit it did seem unlikely. The both laughed.
And Linda playfully pushed Lisa away, saying, 'Get thee back from
me, you harlot of the devil!'"
Karen joined them seconds later. "Well, I can see you two
are making good progress up here!"
"You can sure say that!" Lisa said and Linda laughed
again. They exchanged sidelong looks and Karen looked puzzled,
but said nothing.
Heather had continued to tease Pam's nipple, stroking it with
her finger, fingernail, and pinching it from behind the now
swollen red circle. It was very, very hard and wrinkled under
her gentle attention. Pam would give a shiver from time to time.
Heather moved her hand over to the other breast and began to give
it equal time. In response, Pam slid her hand down and popped
the top snap of her jeans and slide the zipper down. Her hand
disappeared into her panties, forming a man-like bulge.
Gloria was also responding to Heather's equally gentle,
steady, almost feather-like tickling along her bare side.
Tickling always deeply aroused her, and now her panties were wet
as her arousal grew. Heather moved her hand around to the bare
stomach and began to trace almost imperceptible circles over the
sensitive area above Gloria's mons, the hair on her stomach sent
out signals and the skin formed goose bumps and a shiver went
down Gloria's back and her clit tingled. Heather had already
begun to attack the one erogenous zone Gloria had that was
capable of sending her almost completely out of control, making
her a prisoner to her lust, unable to stop.
Knowing these two woman certainly weren't complaining about
the skilled attention she was giving them, she turned her
attention back to the movie.
The scene now changed back to the now straightened living
room and they broke out some beers and sat down.
Linda said, "It was very nice of you to come over so quickly.
I didn't realize how much stuff I had until I started to unpack.
You think a house would be bigger than an apartment, but I don't
know where I'll put all this stuff!"
The phone rang, and it was for Lisa. "Sorry, guys, got to
run out on you. Problem at home and Harry wants to go out for
dinner, so I have to go."
Linda escorted her to the front door. Lisa turned and said,
"I like you a lot, Linda. Maybe real soon we could go out
somewhere quiet, and maybe have a box lunch, or something?"
Linda grinned. "I never thought I'd hear myself say this,
but that sounds like something to really look forward to. This
time, I'll think up the dessert, so bring a big appetite!"
"Don't worry! One thing I seem to have is a big appetite,
all the time. Bye!" And she was off.
Back in the living room, Linda settled in and noticed Karen
was looking over some family photos up on the mantel.
"Husband? Ex?"
"No. Never married. Got engaged once to a nice guy, but he
got cold feet and backed out. Never seem to find guys that
really appeal to me, and I guess I'm too picky, as I refuse to
settle. That's my brother Fred."
"Nice looking family."
"Thanks."
"So, Linda, what do you do? Hobbies, interests?" Karen was
casual as she asked.
"Well, I program computers during the day. Boring as shit.
Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean..."
"Linda, relax. Let your hair down. Life goes on. Just
because I go to church and do a lot of volunteer work for people
who need it, doesn't mean I don't have a real life like everybody
else. If work is boring as shit, say so. Now, as you were
saying...."
"Well, for relaxation, I run, play tennis, go to a gym once I
locate one I like, like to have a garden, and I work at a food
kitchen in the next town over once a month."
"And for sex?"
Karen almost spit out a big swallow of beer she was sucking
down from the almost empty can. She used the opportunity to get
up and go to get two more cans. You could see she was thinking
rapidly.
Heather's hand moved down into the hair of Gloria's pussy and
began teasing the top of her lips apart with her index
fingernail. The friction caused the lips to part immediately,
releasing a flow of cum from her lubricated vagina. Gloria was
aware of the hot wet flowing down her crack and over her rear
door, but didn't care. She was having a hard time paying
attention to the movie by now. The anticipation of a finger
sliding into her pussy any moment had her almost breathless. She
was thinking, "Hurry, Heather, I need it so bad. Hurry."
"I think, " Linda began very tentatively, "that..."
"It's a small town, Linda. Even us upstanding church people
know all about everything that goes on in this town in a very
short time. Well, almost everything. For instance, Lisa, who
just left, well, she's been sleeping with women on and off since
she was fifteen. Once with my sister. And she thinks she has us
fooled. Everybody plays the game, for her sake, then grins when
she leaves the room. She must be a good lover, though. Never
heard any complaints and, she never fails to have partners, even
in this small town. Most other eligible women actually thank her
for taking so many competitors out of the action, especially when
there are so few bachelors available. For the heteros, I mean."
"Frankly, Karen, I may take a bit a adjusting to this. But,
since you seem to know so much already, well." She took a deep
breath. "I've always thought of myself as a strict hetero, but
in the last few months, I've begun to wonder if that's completely
true. I've noticed that certain women," she glanced briefly at
Karen's face, "seem to turn me on. Definitely not something I
ever noticed before. And, I've had a few very horny dreams, and
they all involve women, or women and a man. I guess I'm a bit
confused right now."
"Does that scare you, or make you fearful?"
"No, not really. I mean, I've never thought of myself that
way, but if that is what is happening to me, then it's going to
happen. Maybe I want it to happen. I just don't know. I guess
I'd be nervous about the people down at the church hearing about
this.."
Karen leaned forward. "Not to worry. My lips are sealed.
Like I said, there are a FEW secrets this town doesn't know.
What do you plan to do about all these feelings?"
"I haven't any idea. I guess it'll work it's way out over
time. It is confusing me, though."
They finished their beers. Karen came over closer to Linda
and said. "Maybe we should take some time and see if we can help
you figure this out, and reduce your confusion."
Linda looked up. "How?"
"Well, you don't seem to mind the idea of being bi- or even
gay, but you seem uncertain if you enjoy the idea of sex with a
woman. So, maybe we should go upstairs and explore that area a
bit and you can decide for yourself. And if you decide
something's not right, then you'll know."
Linda looked uncertain. "I don't know."
Karen was taking charge now. She took Linda's hand and then
they went up the stairs.
Heather was taking charge of Gloria's pussy now. Claiming it
as her own. A now slippery finger slowly disappeared into the
waiting tunnel, and began making slow circles around the yielding
walls, being very careful to scratch her with her nail.
Gloria began to hump slightly, trying to get more of the
finger into her. Heather slowed the pace. In a long while, if
Gloria was good, she'd let her have another finger. Gloria
almost cried out in frustration, but bit her lip and held on.
Hot was not the word for how she felt at that moment. If it was
possible for a clit to simply explode, she was sure her's would
burst any second.
Pam's hand was flexing in her pants, and Heather was tracing
lines up each breast with her long, sharp fingernails, careful
again not to scratch, but apply enough pressure to cause the
nerves to scream out. Pam was having trouble breathing now, her
chest was tight and on fire. She needed to have her tits sucked
badly, but knew it couldn't happen her with Heather also
servicing Gloria. She slide a third finger inside and groaned at
the tightness. She would have to cum soon.
In the bedroom, Karen led Linda to a chair and had her sit,
facing a mirror. She stood behind her and told Linda to close
her eyes. After a moment, she began to stoke the sides of
Linda's neck, face, ears, and hair. Running her fingers lightly
over Linda's lips, she traced outlines of her face over and over.
Reaching over, she picked up a hairbrush and began to brush
Linda's hair, stopping from time to time to stroke Linda's neck
and face. Linda was almost melting into the chair with
relaxation.
Seeing she was relaxed, her stroking began to explore Linda's
shoulders and the very upper part of her chest. Almost
imperceptibly, Linda leaned back to ease Karen's task. Karen
responded by letting her fingers run under the seam of the neck
of the t-shirt, now beginning to approach the uppermost swelling
of Linda's chest. Her nipples now began to show clearly as buds
through the t-shirt.
"Should we stop?" Karen asked softly.
"No, that is...very relaxing. Please don't stop. Yet."
Karen became a bit bolder and began to gently fondle Linda's
breasts above the nipples, the sides, squeezing them in toward
the middle, then, sliding her hands down Linda's front and
pressing the swelling flesh out toward her sides, always taking
time to come back to her face, neck and hair. Her own breasts
were now pressing lightly on the sides of Linda's head, almost
trapping it into their soft embrace. Linda leaned back and for
the first time, moaned.
The moan came just in time for Pam, as she was now building
toward a climax. To her frustration, Heather pushed her hand up
out of her jeans. Wait, the smile said. Wait. Not yet. But
she wanted it so bad. Her breathing was so ragged now, as she
tried to focus back on the screen.
Heather finally gave Gloria a second finger, languidly
joining the first in exploring this girl's heavenly love box.
Heather could feel the muscles trying to grab and hold her
fingers. And slowed down here as well. Now it was Gloria's turn
to groan.
Karen began to run her lips along Linda's right ear as she
shifted from behind Linda to her side. A tongue flicked out and
the tip disappeared into the recesses of the ear, then out along
the edge, then back in, as Karen began a slow tongue fuck of
Linda's ear. Her right hand very slowly began to massage Linda's
stomach, pushing the t-shirt up until it was bunched under her
breasts. And then, she lifted it above the orbs and she had free
access at last. Linda whimpered as the experienced hands began
to pinch and twist her now hard nipples.
Heather gave Pam another finger and her back bent from the
tension in her. In and out. Slowly, a thumb now exploring the
area around her clit, but never touching it. Pam began to almost
pant, as she hung near orgasm, but just far enough away that
nothing triggered it. She was floating along on a warm wave of
sensation now, completely ignoring the movie.
Heather continued to watch the tender love making scene on
the screen and felt her own arousal grow. But she was
determined to finish these girls together. Pam would have to
wait a bit. And she withdrew two fingers and went back to one.
Pam's pussy almost screamed at the withdrawal, the empty feeling
pulling Pam back a bit further from the brink. God, she needed
to cum so badly right now. Heather, oh, Heather. Make me cum
now. Please. Don't tease me like this. Please, fuck me,
please.
Heather let Gloria's hand reenter her pants, but she put her
hand over her slit, forcing Gloria to fuck herself using
Heather's fingers. Teach Heather's fingers where to go. What to
touch. It was slow. It was maddening. NOW! Her body was
crying out. PUT SOMETHING IN THERE AND DO IT! But her fingers
couldn't teach Heather fast enough, and she too was delayed. In
agony. Ecstasy. Pain. Glorious sensations. She was almost
screaming in her brain for relief. But none came. Not yet.
On the screen, Linda was moaning steadily now. Karen was
sucking on one breast, pulling on the nipple with her lips,
stretching the nipple out and pulling it from side to side. Her
other hand caressed the other globe gently, distracting Linda
from the constant flood of warm sensations in her nipple.
And then, Karen sat back. Linda finally opened her eyes,
still clearly deeply aroused. Karen said, "Perhaps we should
stop now, if you are feeling uncomfortable."
And Linda, needing to go on to satisfy her arousal,
whispered, "No, please don't stop. I mean, I think I like this a
lot. Perhaps we should go further. Yes, definitely further. I
should be sure."
Karen, pushing Linda further, said "Go further and do
what, my dear? Perhaps if you were a little more explicit...."
Linda, knowing Karen wanted her to say it, just blurted out,
"Please fuck me Karen. Take off my pants and fuck me with your
tongue. Suck my clit. Eat me. Take me and fuck me. Please,
please don't stop."
Karen replied, "Well, my horny little bitch, I could just
leave
you hanging, but that would be cruel. I must ask you for
something in return." Her
fingers were on the front Linda's jeans and she was snapping them
off, and sliding them down. The panties followed as Linda
quickly discarded the now soaking wet cloth.
"Yes, what. Anything. Please.." She was trying to guide
Karen's head into her pussy.
"I need you to join our little congregation, and my church
community welcome wagon committee. And you will do whatever I
tell you from now on, with no exceptions."
"No exceptions. I hereby join. Yes. Yes. Just tell what
to do, consider it done." Her hands guided the smiling face to
her nether regions. And a hot tongue buried itself in her loins.
Sitting Linda slowly down on the chair, Karen pulled Linda's legs
up over her shoulders, never stopping the actions of her cum
slicked tongue. Linda was into her first orgasm almost before
her heals settled in the small of Karen's back. But Karen kept
up a careful pace, and brought Linda off again and again, with
much sucking and slurping, brought on by the continuous
outpouring of lubrication from Linda. Her cum matted mons
gleamed dark on the screen, in complete contrast to her light
blond hair, now hanging down the back of the chair as she was
taken, her head back, eyes closed, mouth open. Her only sounds
were her cries and screams each time she came off, and the
jerking
and shuddering of her body, making the chair creak and groan.
Heather plunged a third finger, then a fourth into Pam's
pussy, and was rewarded with Pam giving a loud grunt, then her
vaginal muscles gripped Heather's fingers tightly in waves, as
her first orgasm hit her.
Gloria was just getting Heather's fingers into the right
positions and locations when Heather withdrew her blockage of
Gloria's pussy and reached up and squeezed Gloria's right nipple
hard, twisting it. Electricity shot to Gloria's now quivering
pussy. Her hand dove for her love canal and her fingers found
her now exposed clit. In an explosion of sensation, she released
and stopped breathing. Heather twisted the nipple again.
Another wave of heat flowed off her chest to her twat and she
released again.
On the screen, Karen was giving Linda a brief hug and then
asked for a ride home, as her car had been borrowed by Lisa when
she left earlier. They climbed in and Karen gave directions.
Shortly, they pulled up in front of a nice large white house and
Karen turned to Linda.
"Well, we certainly know a little more about your sexual
habits now. Welcome to our church, my dear. Now, tomorrow
morning at 10AM sharp, you will go to the jewelry store at the
corner of Twelfth and Main over in Clinton, about twenty miles
from here. Tell the woman I sent you. You are to have both
nipples pierced and two centimeter gold rings inserted. In your
clit, I want it pierced and a jewelry bar inserted. You will
wear a gold chain around your waist with chains from your nipples
and one to your clit bar. There is a committee meeting tomorrow
at 1PM here at the house. Before the meeting, you will show me
the rings and chains. You will not have sex with anyone in this
town without my express direction or permission, including
masturbation. I know you don't have any questions, as you know
what I will do to your reputation in this town if you don't do as
I say. And, I must say, I certainly enjoyed having you today."
To say that Linda's eyes were big at this point would be an
understatement, as the camera caught the look of surprise, shock,
and gradual acceptance to her now evident plight. The car slowly
drove away, Linda now in tears. The camera stayed on the white
house and a sign came into view, which read, "The Elm Street
Church Parsonage, Get the Direction You Require in Life". As
Karen stepped inside the front door, her husband, the minister,
greeted her.
"Well, do you think the new young lady will fit into our
congregation?"
"Oh, yes. A most delightful, tasty young lady, with much
energy and decidedly useful interests. After we discussed
things, she is all too eager to join and be a very active member
of my committee. She should be a valuable asset in the
community. I plan to use her at every opportunity. As a matter
of fact, she is running a little errand before the meeting
tomorrow. She seemed eager to do something to impress me. Plan
to stop by and meet her tomorrow, Linda is her name."
As they walked down the hall, the camera held back, and you
could hear minister saying. "Darling, I don't know what we'd do
without your committee. They join with such a commitment, and
jump every time you snap your fingers. It's amazing. Praise the
Lord!"
And the film faded to black and the credits rolled. Heather
was laughing. Pam and Gloria were slowing pulling their clothing
back on and were puzzled, as they had missed the whole second
half of the movie.
"What's so funny?"
"Oh, you had to watch the whole thing. I think your minds
were somewhere else there for a while." Heather said.
"Ain't that the truth. God, I could kill you for making me
wait so long! You're mean." Pam complained.
"Don't complain to me if you take me out all sexed up and
then have to wait a little to get where you want to go. I could
have just stood up and complained out loud that you two are
disgusting and walked out. Then where would you be?" Heather
was just teasing.
Gloria wasn't so certain. "Listen, Heather, we thought you
liked.. I mean...If you didn't..."
Heather stopped her in mid-sentence with a steamy french
kiss. Pulling back, she said, "Now you two have got ME all sexed
up and I demand equal time. Take me back to my room and you two
tarts have your evil way with me. And take your time. Somehow,
I don't feel like sleeping tonight."
And they marched out of the theater, into a Spring shower
that completely soaked their clothes as they walked, making their
t-shirts complete invisible. They laughed and giggled as they
snuck up the back stairs to Heather's room. It was after lunch
before they finally wore her out, and then they slept in a
sculpted tangle of limbs, fingers and mouths still resting on the
last place they had explored. The cum soaked bedding slowly
dried in the quiet of the room. A bird, landing on the
window sill, looked into the room and left. For Heather, her
Junior year was starting out better than she had hoped. Her leg
slowly straightened out and Pam's fingers instinctively closed
around Heather's left breast. Much better than she had expected.
(To Be Continued...)
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