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.