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The Adventures of Heather, Part 23D
    By "RAMAPO"

    Traci gasped.  Her underwear were neatly folded on the plate
in front of her.  She quickly put them in her bag.
    "How in the world did you manage that?"
    "I didn't do anything.  You took them off and put them there
after I put you under and told you to do it."
    "I can't believe it."  It was quiet as Traci absorbed the
meaning.  "She's been putting me under?"
    "She must be.  What can it mean?"
    "Well, we'll have to find out."
    Heather added, "It might be completely legitimate, or she
could be abusing you.  And, when you came out today, you were
showing all the signs of being very aroused.  Maybe you're having
sex in there."
    Traci was silent and a frown crossed her face.  "You may be
right.  I've come out of some of the sessions and was pretty damn
hot and couldn't figure out why.  Hell, if she wanted to have
sex, she should have asked me.  Actually, I think she's very
attractive."
    Heather didn't respond to that last remark.
    They finished their food and headed back.  When they got to
the house, Heather picked up the phone and called Sherry's number
and left a message.  Sherry might be able to help.
    It was two hours later when the phone rang.  Heather put down
her text book and it was Sherry.
    "Hi.  I thought we agreed to put things on hold a while?  I
wasn't expecting your call."
    "Hi Sherry.  Well, this is different.  Listen, do you think
the doctor might be hypnotizing patients without their knowledge,
like you did her?"
    "Gosh, I don't think so.  She's pretty straight about the
doctor/patient thing.  Very careful.  Why?"
    "Look, I don't want to talk about this over the phone.  Can
you come over?"
    Sherry was suddenly very eager.  "Sure.  Where?'
    Directions exchanged, they hung up and Heather went back to
her book.  It was about forty five minutes when there was a knock
on the door.
    Heather pulled it open and Sherry stood there, a knockout.
    Now, her long blond hair was loose, carefully brushed, and it
cascaded down over her shoulders, stopping just above the gently
swell of her high breasts.  Her blouse was gone and she wore a
tank top that showed every curve of her upper torso as though it
was painted on her.  Her nipples were small points and very
visible.  The jeans were hip hugger and also skin tight.  Heather
had not realized how long-waisted Sherry was and the combo was
very becoming.  And then Heather saw the shoes.  And she knew
they'd have sex before anything else this evening.  The shoes
were red open-toed high heels and the sight of them turned
Heather into a trembling, extremely turned on young lady.  She
had to have Sherry and right now.
    "Hi."  Heather's voice was clearly a bit shaky.
    "Hi, yourself."  There was that eyebrow of Sherry's again.
It was her early warning radar.  Alert, alert, a hot young babe very
ready to fuck dead ahead.  She stepped inside and it was quiet
for a moment.
    Heather spoke first.  "I know I said I wanted to wait,
but...."
    Sherry walked over close to her, but not touching.  "But
nothing.  I'm so hot for you.  Ever since you walked into the
office this afternoon.  You know I don't want to wait.  I want
you now."
    It wasn't necessary to talk.  Heather reached out and covered
Sherry's right breast with her hand.  It was very, very firm
under her palm and she began to stroke it.  Sherry's eyes became
half slits as her arousal grew.  She reached out and unbuttoned
Heather's top and slipped it off each shoulder.  A bare breast
greeted her and she began to return the favor.  Heather's large
breasts were the kind that she dreamed about when she
masturbated.  The kind that made her weak in the knees to see,
and her pussy get wet when she touched.  And it was no different
now.  Both girls moaned at the same time as their arousal pushed
them toward a hot embrace.  Heather's softer figure melted
against Sherry's hard toned muscles and hands began removing
clothing quickly.  In only moments, Heather was naked except for
her panties and for once, her partner was taking her before she
could respond.  Sherry pushed her into an easy chair and moved
each of her legs out onto one of the arms, presenting her pussy
to her and then she dropped straight to her knees and leaned in
with a sigh.
    She loved to eat women out with their panties still on.  She
knew the indirect sensations through the fabric delayed orgasm
and let it build to very high levels before release came.  And,
tonight, she worked the fabric deeply into Heather's pussy and
sucked the streaming fluid from the fabric as Heather moaned and
groaned.  She took her time and as Heather approached her
release, Sherry slipped two fingers into her own steamy hole and
began to pump rapidly.  In less than a minute, she felt her
vaginial muscles grip her fingers like a vice and she came with a
grunt.  It was only a warm up.
    Sherry backed away from the chair and stripped off her jeans,
revealing a shaved pussy.  She pulled Heather down into the chair
and onto the floor and knelt over her face, lowering her very wet
slit onto Heather's eager mouth.  The feeling of Heather's hot
tongue in her hole was fantastic and Heather returned the favor
with eager energy, gripping Sherry's thighs tightly, pulling the
pussy onto her mouth and nose.  Sherry was grinding and humping
and her back soon bent like a bow and she orgasmed twice before
Heather released her.
    It was fifteen minutes later when they finally sat down next
to each other on the sofa.
    "OK.  We had to get THAT out of our systems for the moment."
Heather began.  She stroked Sherry's face.  "That was very nice."
    "You bet.  You were all I could think about all afternoon.
And the reality was even better than the fantasies!  Now, what's
the problem?"
    Heather explained and Sherry agreed something had to be done.
They finally decided to let Sherry hypnotize her boss and give
her an instruction to excuse herself and go to the bathroom every
time she intended to use the trigger words for a patient for the
purpose of having sex, thus never being able to give the
triggers.
    "That was easy.  And now...." Sherry took Heather's hand and
led her into the bedroom.  In minutes the bed was shaking with
their thrusting and humping, finally settling into a long-term 69
position and at Sherry's request, Heather left her panties on.
They finally exhausted themselves and Sherry stayed till morning,
only leaving in enough time to change at her apartment on the way
in to work.
    Heather turned her attention back Karin and their "date" that
was coming up.  Sherry was just an encounter.  Karin was a flower
that needed help to bloom.
    Saturday came slowly for Heather.  She wondered if Karin
would act on any of the things she was being urged to do by her
own boyfriend and her own inner desires.  And the more she
thought about Karin and her tan and those hips, the more urgently
she hoped Karin would want to do more than talk.  And to help
Karin feel at ease, she dressed in just a pair of loose jeans and
a blouse that wasn't very form fitting.  Her boobs were tightly
encased in a bra that showed no nipples, and she went very easy
on hair, makeup and perfume.  Not a date.  Her pussy was saying
something very different, but from the outside, all was bland.
Well, as bland as Heather could manage, given the looks, hair and
body she was blessed with.  Satisfied, she curled up and studied
until the bell went and buzzed Karin into the building.

    And now, before they were even out the door, they were in
this totally wild French kiss.  Heather wanted to just take Karin
where she stood, but instinct told her it was too much, too fast.
With great effort, she pulled her tongue back from Karin's mouth
and they stood, pussies still locked hard against each other,
panting from their intense arousal.
    Finally, Heather said.  "I'm sorry, you just looked so pretty
and I've wanted to do that all week.  I won't do it again.  I
mean, unless you want to."
    Karin was totally surprised at her own wild desire to kiss
this woman and her own reaction to being kissed.  And confused.
She was really, really attracted to Heather, but felt funny about
it, very conflicted.  To be honest, she didn't know what she
wanted at that moment.  At least mentally.  But there was no
denying that was the hottest kiss she had had in a long, long
time.  Slowly, she pulled back.  Her body complained at the
withdrawal.
    "Maybe we ought to go on to the movies.  I need to think.
It's OK you kissed me.  Obviously I enjoyed it.  But I'm pretty
confused right now.  I mean, it's so sudden and I didn't expect
it."
    "OK, out to the movies."
    And to the movies they went.  Karin later admitted she had
no idea what they saw, as her mind was racing a million miles an
hour about what was happening.  Half way through the movie,
Heather handed her the box of popcorn and their hands touched and
Karin felt as though she was on fire from the touch.  In that
instant, she knew she wanted to have sex with Heather, and
admitted it to herself.  She reached over and took Heather's hand
and whispered in her ear.
    "I think we really are on a date.  I'm so hot I feel like I
could explode.  Can we go somewhere else and talk.  I really need
to talk about all this."
    And they left and went to a small sandwich shop up the street
and slid into a booth away from everyone else.
    After ordering, Karin started talking.
    "I really did want you to kiss me, back in the apartment.  It
was all I thought about all week.  What it would be like, I mean.
It was nice.  No, it was fantastic.  I never expected to react
like that.  Like this.  I mean, I'm still hot from it.  Like my
insides are tight and tingling and I'm going to orgasm if you
touch me."
    "So, you want to go back to my place and investigate some
more?"
    "Yes.  Well, I still feel really weird that this is
happening.  I want it to happen, I want to have sex with you
really badly, and then, at the same time, I'm all confused about
it.  I never seriously allowed myself to see myself with another
woman.  It was always guys.  It's still guys.  And then, here you
are and I'm hot to have you.  All one big circle.  Maybe I'm
going crazy."
    "No you're not.  I'm just the opposite.  I always see myself
with women, but just recently, I got the hots for a guy at the
beach and I was all confused about that.  Still am.  We are just
coming at it from different perspectives.  I've decided that I
must be interested in both and it's OK.  I just have to get used
to it, that's all."  Heather sipped on her soda.
    "Yeah, get used to it.  I mean, I've only felt this way for a
week, so I haven't had much time to absorb any of it."  There was
a long silence.  "Can we go to your place, and, well, be
together?  I want to do it all with you.  Teach me about it."
    "If that's what you want.  I want to have you too.  Let's go.
I promise to be gentle!"
    "You don't have to be gentle.  But go slow.  I may be a
little weird about it at first."
    They went out to the car and got in.  Heather started the
engine and looked over at Karin in the lights of the parking lot.
Her face was flushed with excitement and she was licking her
lips.  Heather leaned over and kissed her cheek.  "Come on lover,
let's get you properly laid."
    Karin smiled.  Her pussy had been wet as she slid out of the
booth.  She was now already anticipating fingers and tongue on
and in her pussy and her belly went tight and a shiver went down
her spine.  In spite of her nervous uncertainty about this, her
body was giving her very clear signals that it wanted this to
happen, and happen very badly.
    The short drive took too long for both of them and they
walked hand in hand into the apartment.  They tossed their
pocketbooks on the chair and Heather began to kiss Karin's neck,
pushing her hair away from her ear, tickling it first with
her tongue, then filling the ear with the tip of her tongue, its
hot wetness sending a chill down Karin.  She was moaning almost
immediately.  Somehow, Heather was hitting all her hot buttons
like she was making love to herself.  The way she always wanted
her boyfriend to and he never seemed able.  Or willing.  Now, now
she was on fire from this near perfect playing of her body.
Heather's hands began to be busy on her back and then around to
her front, unbuttoning the blouse and pushing it down off her
shoulders.  The white cotton bra came free in a quick motion and
Heather's long fingernails ran up under one cup and traced the
bottom of the breast, finally circling the hard, nicely shaped
mound and closing gently on one of the now rock hard eraser sized
nipples.
    Karin actually gasped very loudly and began to whimper.  Her
arousal soared beyond anything she could have imagined.  Just the
right place, just the right pressure.  Her breast felt like
molten lava inside and the tip was sending electric jolts
straight down her belly to her clit.  She could feel her clit
swell and the pressure and fullness in her loins grew in leaps
and bounds.  In only seconds, Heather had her hotter than she had
ever gotten when making love, and they were still standing in the
middle of the floor, dressed.

End Part 23D  (A-E)