The Adventures of Heather, Part 27C   [A-H]

     by Ramapo



     "Where is she off to?"  Barbara asked as Sherry
disappeared out of the room, her blond hair swaying
back and forth over her back, narrow waist and sculpted
ass.
     "Let's just say she's not the type to let the grass
grow under her feet."
     "I'm sorry," Barbara said.  "You've quite lost me
there."
      Nothing.  Probably just needed a bathroom and
went to ask Elizabeth where it was."
     "Oh."  Barbara stared at the now closed door in
silence.  Finally, she turned back to the two women. 
"Sorry, that was rude of me.  But, Elizabeth quite took
my breath away today.  Usually, she is very prim and
proper.  Conservative dresser.  But today......she
really was quite stunning, don't you agree?"
     "Absolutely.  Sorayama is no fool.  Tell, me
Barbara," Traci started in cautiously, "just what is
your relationship with Elizabeth, socially?"  She tried
to just make it a casual inquiry.
     "She's been with me for six years, right out of
University.  She interned with us for a season before
that and I personally asked for her to come back full
time.  She's my personal secretary and of course, we
travel a lot together and I have to admit I'd be lost
without her.  She's my very dearest friend.  I have no
secrets from that woman."  She paused, her cup half way
to her lips.  "Are you suggesting..."
     "I wasn't suggesting anything."
     "Like hell you weren't."  She sat silent for a long
time.  "She's in love with me, isn't she?"
     "It looks like that might be the case."  Traci
looked over at Heather.  
     Heather sat silent.  Now here's a development, she
thought to herself.
     "I'm a damn fool."  Barbara sighed.  "It's been
right under my nose all this time.  Of course.  I must
be an idiot."
     "The question is, how do you feel about her?"
     "That's the million dollar question, isn't it?  And
even more important, am I a lesbian as well?  Now, I
never dreamed tea would be quite this earthshaking, I
can assure you."  They all laughed lightly, a bit
nervously.
     "Would you like to talk about it?"  Traci probed.
     "I gather I really must.  What am I to do?  My
closest friend in the world wants me for a lover and
here I sit with no real idea of how I feel about that. 
Or whether I can respond.  And I'm immediately afraid
she'll leave me if I find I can't reciprocate."
     They sat for a bit.
     "I must say I'm terribly flattered.  I've never
pictured myself as being attractive to another woman. 
Not in that way.  Hell, sexually.  I need to focus."
     Traci ventured, "Does it make you feel
embarrassed, or afraid, or ...."
     "No.  I suddenly find myself wondering what she's
like in bed."  And giggled.  "Those are a pretty
serious pair of legs on that girl."
     "No doubt about that.  Well, there is always the
possibility that she'll change her mind and come with
us tonight."
     "If I know my Elizabeth, there isn't a chance.  But
I just found out something about her that I never would
have guessed on my own.  Do you think?  What will I do
if she comes?"
     "I think you two need to go have a quiet dinner
somewhere and talk this over and decide what to do. 
And that's not likely to happen if our friend has
anything of a group nature planned for us."  Traci set
her cup down.  Where the hell was Sherry, anyway?  She
thought to herself.
     Heather was thinking at the same time.  If I know
Sherry, she's already in bed with the delectable
Elizabeth, using the woman's frustrations and
vulnerability to her favour.  And Elizabeth loving
every minute of it.  She felt jealous of Sherry's
wandering attentions and realized just how horny she
was getting from not having regular sex with Traci. 
She looked over at Traci and winked.
     It was always a signal to tell her in public she
was hot and needed to fuck.  Traci blushed!
     "Maybe I better have some time to myself and think
this over a bit before I approach Elizabeth.  My, god,
how do I even begin?"
     Traci suggested, "Perhaps by telling her how you
feel.  Best friend in the world.  Would do nothing to
jeopardize your friendship, but you are exploring your
feelings about women as partners and your feelings may
be deeper than just friendship.  You don't know how it
will turn out.  That she needs to be patient with you. 
Rome wasn't built in a day."
     "Good speech.  Can I borrow it? She's already
waited six years.  How patient can I expect her to be?"
     "That's for her to decide, in the end.  Now, where
is our Sherry?  We must be getting back to our rooms to
get ready.  We have to leave in about an hour to get
back to the city and meet our new friends."
     As if on cue, Sherry walked in the end of the room
and they met her halfway to the door.  "OK, lady, where
have you been?"  Heather was grinning.
     Sherry never blinked an eye.  "Went to the
bathroom and bumped into Elizabeth and we got to
talking and then I gave her an Internet lesson.  Before
I knew it, an hour was past.  Sorry.  It was rude to
just walk out like that."
     Heather didn't buy it for a second.  She could
still see the twinkle in Sherry's eyes that signalled
to her the woman had had an orgasm just recently.  She
took Sherry's arm and pinched her hard.  She whispered
in her ear, "What a crock.  The truth from you back in
the room."
     Sherry smiled.
     "Is tea over?  I'm still hungry."
     "Afraid you missed your chance before dinner. 
Speaking of which, I'll have the maid show you the
rooms for changing and I'll meet you in the front of
the house as we planned."
     Barbara headed off and a maid, materializing from
nowhere, lead them in the opposite direction.
     "You missed the biggest surprise of the day, my
dear.  Barbara just figured out that Elizabeth is in
love with her."
     Sherry stopped dead in her tracks, her mouth open. 
"No shit!  I don't believe it!"
     "What?"
     "Elizabeth just figured out she needs to share her
feelings with Barbara and give any chance of a
relationship actually happening a leg up.  She is one
frustrated lady, I can tell you!"
     "Oh?  Really?  And are you saying she's still
frustrated after her  Internet lesson'?"  Heather's voice
dripped with sarcasm.
     "Well, let's say she might just be able to hold out
a bit longer for Barbara."  She giggled.
     "I KNEW you were off doing her!  I just knew it!" 
Heather laughed.  Where did the woman get the energy
she thought. "Where did you do the dirty deed?"
     "Her apartment upstairs.  You should see it.  It
is one erotic oasis, I can tell you that.  You feel
like the room is making love to you when you walk in
there."
     "I have enough women doing me now without the
furniture joining in!"  Heather replied.
     Traci swung her arm around Heather's waist.  "Let's
take a shower together."  She suggested as they walked
on.
     Heather's arm went around Traci and their hips
swung together and they walked in silence for a moment. 
Then Sherry's arm went around Heather and Heather
around her and they headed up the stairs as a group. 
When the maid looked back, she seemed startled at the
sight, but said nothing.  She let them into the room
and as she turned to go, Sherry said, "You're Denise,
right?  The upstairs maid in this wing?"
     "Yes, that's right?"
     "Were you here for the party the other night?"
     "Yes, we were all on duty."
     "So, you saw a bit of what went on?"  Heather and
Traci stopped at the entrance of the bathroom door and
turned to listen.
     "Yes, a bit of it."  The maid blushed.  "More than
a bit, actually, if you must know."
     "How much?"  Sherry moved slowly toward her,
smiling.
     "I.....I saw you and the brunette.."
     "Heather."
     "I saw you and Heather escort several of the
ladies from the hall in a state of confusion and bring
them into these rooms."
     "And then?"
     "And then, I believe you all had sex.  Really, it's
none of my business and your secret is safe with me, I
can assure you."
     Sherry moved a bit closer, still smiling.
     "And how did you feel about women having sex?"
     The maid was blushing, but made no move to leave. 
Sherry took the room key from the maid's hand and
tossed in on the floor.  "I.  I've never done it myself,
but...."
     "Would you like to have sex with us?"
     The question took the girl off guard and she
hesitated as Sherry moved so close their lips were only
an inch apart.  Their breasts touched.  Sherry leaned
in and kissed the girl very gently on the lips. 
Heather and Traci watched the seduction, their breath
tight from the anticipation of the girl's cries of
pleasure as Sherry took her. Sherry was a masterful
lover and they both knew the girl was about to get
thoroughly laid.
     The maid said softly.  "I.......  Please.  I've
never...."
     "There's always a first time.  And you got lucky
today, Denise,  cause I just love a virgin."
     Sherry ran her hand up the back of the girl's neck
and they kissed again a long time.  Kissing was a
religion with Sherry and she made sure you were a
convert before she was finished with you.  She once
told Heather she was sure there was a G-spot on the
inside of a woman's mouth and if you rubbed it hard
enough with a wet tongue, you could make a woman come. 
Heather thought it was a joke until one night not long
before, Sherry had greeted her at the door with a non-stop thirty minute kiss that literally curled her toes
and when Sherry merely touched her between the legs
through all her clothes, she had a very strong orgasm.
     Sherry's right hand came up and cupped Denise's
large breast through her uniform and began to use her
other hand on the buttons on the back.  Denise broke
the kiss.  Her face was flushed and she was very, very
aroused.
     She slipped off the apron straps, pulled the tie
in the back and the apron fell to the floor.
     Sherry got the uniform unbuttoned to the waist and
pulled the front of it away and down from the
shoulders.  Denise had on an industrial strength bra,
clearly needed as the enormity of her breasts became
visible.  They were oversize, enormous mounds of
perfect roundness supported by the under wires.  Sherry
worked the huge clasp at the back and stood back to
watch the mounds fall as they must.  They hung down and
swayed.  Sherry became so excited she began to rub her
pussy through her slacks and immediately experienced a
thrilling orgasm.  She kept rubbing and leaned down and
began to suck on the thick nipples, burying her face in
the melons of flesh.  All the time, pushing Denise
toward the bed.
     At the edge of the bed, she pushed Denise onto her
back and pulled her uniform off, followed quickly by
her pantyhose.  Denise was lubricating heavily from
excitement.  It might be her first time with a woman,
but she hadn't had sex in a long time and any
reservations or nervousness she felt simply melted away
as she opened herself up to this sexy blond.  Sherry
licked her way up to the open slit and plunged in. 
Denise squealed and giggled and lifted a leg over
Sherry's shoulder.  She continued to giggle as her
excitement grew and Sherry quickly sought out her clit.
     Sherry guided one hand up and seized the flowing
loose flesh of Denise's left breast, then reached up
and grabbed the other one and began to kneed them,
shivering with excitement as the heavy flesh filled her
hands and pushed back at her fingers.  Her red nails
were hot flashes on the snow white skin, deep purple
nipples and areolas.  She trapped the hard flesh
between two nails and squeezed.  Denise groaned at the
wave of heat that flowed over her.
     Denise's giggles became moans of wild excitement
and she began to pant.  "Oh, yes!  Oh!  Oh!  Yes! Oh.
Oh.  OH.  Oh, YES!"  She became more and more vocal. 
"AhhhhhHHHHHHHH!"   Her legs lifted straight up then
spread and flexed in short jerks.  The first orgasm
tightened her belly and her breasts burned.  Sherry was
only warming up.  She plunged her tongue deeply into
Denise's pussy and licked the pulsing walls rapidly. 
Alternating with quick flicks on Denise's thick clit,
she brought her rapidly to a second and then a third
orgasm.  Her own hand was flying on her own clit and
she matched Denise orgasm for orgasm.
     But one hand never left the objects of her raging
desire as she twisted and tore at the loose flesh. 
Denise had never had much feeling in her swollen
mounds, but tonight they were on fire and burned with
an inner heat from the savage abuse.  Her nipples would
surely burst they were so hard.  Sherry pulled one
straight out against the weight of the oversized tit
and the heavy flesh fought back with the nipple in the
middle.
     "Ayyyyyyyyyyeeeee!"  Denise sang out.  A hot
tongue scraping on her clit brought her off once more,
this time, releasing her so high and hard that her
breathing stopped and her mind exploded in fireworks. 
Sherry crawled up on the bed and began to suck the
nipples and chew on them with her sharp teeth.  They
stayed very hard and wrinkled.  Her hands fought to
surround the flesh of just one breast and lift its
weight up and off Denise's chest.  She only partially
succeeded.  This was a real breast, not a silicon
implant, and it sagged out of her hands.  She pressed
harder and harder.  Denise gasped and cried out.
     Suddenly, Sherry felt a hand on her shoulder. 
"You're hurting her.  Go easy."  Through the sexual fog
that filled her mind, Heather's voice came through. 
"Let her go.  Sherry.  Sherry!" more insistently. 
Sherry became more aware of her situation and lowered
the breast.
     She pulled up and Denise was staring at her with
frightened eyes.  "Sorry.  I got carried away.  Are you
OK?"
     Denise stared up at her.  "No one's ever.  I mean. 
I've never let anyone do that.  Play with them.  They're
so big.  Not pretty, like yours."
     "They're beautiful."  Sherry ran her nails lightly
over both breasts, kneeling beside the still very
flushed woman.  She couldn't get her eyes off these
oversized mounds.  She shivered.
     "Can we.  Can I?"  Denise started.
     "What?"  Sherry leaned forward and kissed her
again.
     "Be with you.  I want to try it.  Like you did."
     Sherry understood.  She stood off the bed and
stripped of her slacks and panties.  Quickly mounting
the bed, she swung one leg over Denise and lowered her
pussy to her mouth as she looked down past her own much
smaller breasts and into Denise's eyes.  She knew it
was a control thing, but one thing she liked more than
anything else when she was with a woman was to watch
her eat her.  With one hand behind her head to pull her
tight into her pussy and one hand behind her rubbing a
nipple.  Control.  Power.  Her excitement soared.  A
virgin at pussy eating was about to lose her flower.
     Denise took a tentative taste.  Another shiver ran
up Sherry's spine.
     "Eat me, you horny bitch!"  Sherry's voice was soft
but very firm.
     She slid her fingers behind Denise's head and
Denise slid her tongue into Sherry much deeper.  Sherry
sighed.  And lifted Denise firmly against her now
completely open slit.  Denise discovered the woman
tasted wonderful and began to probe and lick eagerly. 
Sherry's hard
clit poked up from its hood and Denise found it with
the tip of her tongue as Sherry squealed.  Sherry's
swollen lips completely covered the now eagerly sucking
mouth.
     It was Denise's turn now and she came at the clit
with a fierce roughness that hurt and drove Sherry
higher and higher in a rapidly alternating series of
pain/pleasure waves.  And then, Denise closed her teeth
gently on the hard bud and Sherry came so hard she
trust down and began to shake the bed like a vibrator. 
Denise was intensely excited again and her painful
nipple was shooting sparks as Sherry dragged on it
while she came.
     And to Denise's amazement, she came again.  A
flood of heat and tension released from her loins and
she joined Sherry in pleasure.  Even in the fog of
orgasm, she licked and sucked the still hard clit and
Sherry rolled into another intense orgasm.  It was
minutes before the two of them slowed down.
     Sherry fell forward and rolled off Denise and lay
on her side, spent.  Denise was in a daze.  She had
never experienced anything so intense.  She knew sex
was supposed to be fun, but never in her wildest dreams
had she imagined this.
     
     Heather still stood in the bathroom door with
Traci.  Finally, she realized they had been standing
there for over fifteen minutes and knew they would have
to really hurry.
     Traci's face was flushed.  Heather knew she needed
sex, but there wasn't time.  Even for a quicky.  "OK,
bad decision.  Now we're both horny and no time to do
anything about it.  Give me sixty seconds for a quick
rinse and then you jump in.  Give Sherry a shake and
get Denise out of here.  Wow.  I've never seen Sherry
so hot."
     "Mmmmmmmm" was all Traci said.  God, did she need
to get laid.  Behind her, the shower started.

     Sherry finally wandered into the crowded bathroom. 
Heather was brushing out her damp hair and Sherry
grabbed a towel and snapped Heather's cute ass with it.
     "Hey!  Ouch!"  It snapped again.
     "I'm coming out!  Make room."  The door to the
shower tentatively opened and Traci peered out. 
Heather was just chasing Sherry back into the bedroom
and a towel snapping contest was in full blast.  Traci
grabbed a towel and seized the change to get dry and
get some underwear on before they returned.
     Heather and Sherry were giggling and the snaps
were getting painful.  Finally, they collapsed on the
bed.  Sherry ran her hand quickly up over Heather's
very firm jutting breast.  It felt wonderful.
     "We don't have time for that.  It feels great
through."  She leaned down and kissed Sherry.  "I would
have thought Denise would have been enough for you for
the moment, you sex maniac."  She nuzzled Sherry's ear.
     "Look who's talking."  Her hand tightened over the
hard mound and the already extended nipple shot sparks. 
Heather moaned in Sherry's ear and ran her tongue
inside.  Sherry moaned back and the hand slid down and
found Heather's long, extended clit.  She began to pull
it in very tiny jerks in a way that she knew would
drive Heather nuts.  She was very surprised that
Heather pushed her hand away.
     "Did I hurt you?"
     "No.  WE JUST DON'T HAVE TIME!"  She stopped and
sighed.  God that felt good.  Her belly was on fire and
even after just drying off, she was slick between her
legs again.  "I'm a mess now.  You know how I lubricate
when you get me hot.  Damn."
     "Don't dry off.  Please.  Let me smell you all
night."
     "If you promise to stop trying to fuck me before
dinner."
     "Promise."
     "OK, but if someone complains, I'm cutting you off
until we get home."
     "Have you every known anyone to complain about how
you smell?"
     Sherry had a point.  Well, good thing she loved
knowing her own love juices were dried on her pussy
lips and thighs.  It drove Traci crazy to smell her but
not be able to have her.
     "Hey, before we get dressed...."  Heather ran her
hand down into the sparse hair above Sherry's cunt and
slipped a finger in without warning.  Sherry's hips
bucked at the sudden invasion.
     Her voice was suddenly shaky.  "Hey, no fair.  If
I can't have you....."  Another finger joined the first
and then a third.  Her already swollen tissues gripped
the fingers and spasmed.
     "I was wondering.  What got you so damn hot, all
of a sudden?  I thought you were going to have the
police up here she was yelling so loud."  Her hand
worked faster and faster.  Sherry's mind was almost
totally focused on her pussy as her orgasm approached.
     Unseen behind them, Traci came out, bra and
panties on, a towel wrapped around her hair.  She wore
the bra just for Heather.  It let her beasts jiggle
just the way she knew drove Heather completely crazy to
watch.  It was her way of getting even for no action. 
Let her suffer, she was thinking.  She stopped short at
the sight of them on the bed, Heather's fingers slick
with Sherry, sliding up and down inside the purple
slit.
     Sherry struggled to answer. "I.....her
tits.....oh, god.....tits just.....shit, oh, oh,
yes.... tits
were so sexy...... oh, I'm going.......all I could
think about was having big, huge tits.....Oh, Heather,
I'm.....com.....ing........OH!.....OH!    AH! 
Yeeeeeee!  Ah!  Ah!"  Heather continued to stroke. 
Sherry was always good for several rolling orgasms and
she didn't disappoint.  
     Sherry's eyes were closed and she gave a grunt and
rolled into a second, more intense orgasm.  "Ungh! 
Ungh!  Ungh." Explosive snorts of air shot from her as
her belly flattened with the tension of the waves
rolling up from her pussy
     "For god's sake, can't you two get dressed and stop
fucking around?"  Traci asked, pulling her slacks back
on.  Tonight was to be informal.  As the tight crotch
seam pulled up onto her clit and aroused lips, she gave
a groan of her own.  Just who was suffering here, she
thought as she resisted the temptation to stoke herself
and get some relief.  Save it.  And we are so damn
late!
     "Hey, come on!  Clothes.  Do Sherry's hair in the
car.  Move it."  Heather and Sherry looked sheepish as
they bounced off the bed and began to pull on clothes.  
     "She started it!"
     "Did not!"
     "Did so!"
     "I don't care.  Purses?  Right, out and kill the
lights.  If we forgot anything, they'll have to get
them to us.