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 on
their own.  Post comments to alt.sex.stories.d or e-mail me at
the anon id.  My thanks to an interested reader for suggesting
some of the elements in the story below.  I was surprised at how
many women wanted Heather to engage (or be seduced) in some light
incestuous relationship, usually with a "distant" female cousin.
I haven't inquired but I'd be interested in any feedback from my
female readers about why that theme seems to be so popular among
women.
    For those upset that Heather strolled over into an [M/F]
relationship in the last episode, here we stay straight [F/F].  I
mean, she CAN at least sample the other side?  Right-O.
    But, enough of this blather!  Heather is now about to go on
another adventure or two, so hang onto...or gently begin
fingering...  you get the idea.


HEATHER AND HER ADVENTURES    PART 20
   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 Traci
than anyone else her classes so that if anyone found out about
their being lovers, they couldn't find and 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.
    Until Chloe, who 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 mould, 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 voluptous 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 of 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 eagled 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, You 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 interviews 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.

(To Be Continued....)