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.


HEATHER AND HER ADVENTURES    PART 3
   BY "RAMAPO"


    Sophomore year was quiet and when three other girls she
casually knew asked her to go on a ski trip, she was very
grateful.  She knew them from a couple of classes, but not
very well.  It was a great chance to make some new friends,
even if sexually it would probably be a non-starter.  She
certainly didn't have any expectations of anything but a few
days of skiing and a couple of long car rides.  All pretty and
outgoing, they piled into the car, two in front and two in
back and headed for the mountains, a ten hour drive.  It got
dark and they stopped for dinner where the conversation was
mostly about school, classes, the boys and what jerks they
all were and how everybody was pretty frustrated and horny.
They were all laughing about needing to find a man as they
piled back into the car.  They rode three in the front so
Janet could sleep.  Heather was in between Lucy and Inga and
it was a bit of a tight squeeze.
    After a few minutes, with the drone of the radio and
engine and the tires washing over the car like a warm
blanket, Heather began to feel Inga's leg moving slowly up
and down.  Her hot leg felt good on her's and Heather made
no move to shift her leg away.  She noticed Inga's right
hand was squeezing her own breast and twisting the nipple
and after ten minutes, she could sense Inga was getting hot.
She must not be kidding about being horny, Heather thought
and decided to risk it and offer to help her without Lucy
noticing, if she could.  She casually lifted her arm and put
it around Inga to make more room.  Inga turned to look at
her with an unspoken thanks and a quizzical look on her
face, then moved her half-closed eyes back to the road.
Heather's full, very firm breast pressed on Inga's arm and
Inga moved her arm over to the left and forward a bit and
Heather's breast flowed into the gap between Inga's side and
her arm.  The nipple was now pressed into the side of Inga's
smaller breast.  Almost at once, Inga started a gentle,
almost imperceptible movement of her arm that squeezed
Heather's breast, and forced the already ample nipple to
bulge out, digging firmly into the soft tissue of Inga's
left tit.  The sensation was deeply arousing and Heather
joined Inga's irregular breathing as they stimulated each
other.  
    No overt touching was going on, so their unspoken
pact was safe, while Lucy continued to drive while the radio
played music which covered up the heavy breathing.  Inga's
leg continued to move up and down as she squeezed her clit
with her thigh and after several minutes of increasing
arousal, Heather made her move and casually slipped her hand
very slowly down to her shoulder and neck, then around
Inga's neck and down under the front of her shirt.  Inga
stiffened as soon as she felt the fingers move under her
shirt and she froze, then turned and looked into Heather's
eyes, smiled and put her head back as Heather's fingers
finally found her nipple and began to roll it expertly,
pulling it slowly out as far as possible, then easing it
back.  Inga was starting to breath very heavily and Heather
leaned close and whispered, "Put your face into my shirt so
Lucy can't hear you." Inga did so and Heather began to pull
on the now very hard nipple.  Inga stiffened and suddenly
began to whimper into Heather's neck.  She was shaking and
began to softly groan as her passion rose and then, in ten
minutes, she came at least five times.  Lucy drove and
seemed to notice nothing.  Inga finally straightened up a
bit, smiled, and mouthed "Thank you." Heather continued to
stroke the side of her breast and Inga leaned back
contentedly, deciding that what the hell, it might not be a
boy, but Heather sure knew what to do to get her off,
so she might as well enjoy.
    But Heather felt hot as hell by now herself and
straightened up.  As she did, Lucy casually moved her hand
over on Heather's thigh and left it there.  In a minute, she
began a subtle tracing of Heather's inner thigh muscle that
began to really get to her immediately, given the aroused
state she was already in.  It was if the muscle was directly
connected to her twat and she lubricated heavily in seconds,
adding to the copious moisture already pooled behind the now
swollen lips of her pussy.  Her nipples had now extended and
her hot breath began to come in short bursts in spite of her
attempts to control it.  Feeling Heather shudder and unaware
of Lucy's play down below, it was at this moment that Inga
decided to return the Heather's favor and slipped her hand
under Heather's blouse, running her hand and long-nailed
fingertips wonderingly over the large, high breast, and
finally found her nipple.
    "God girl, have you got teats!," she whispered in
astonishment into Heather's ear.  Ingas's nails scraped the
extended nipple and Heather shuddered again.  This was going
to get to her and a major way if they didn't stop, but Inga
continued to stroked it and then pulled it and twisted it.
Heather had to move.  Her hips were taking on a life of
their own.
    Inga's hand reached down and in a practiced move,
unsnapped Heather's pants.  Heather froze.  Both hands were
only inches apart.  Inga's finger slid down and found her
waiting, straining clit.  After releasing the tiny cock-like
clit from the restriction of Heather's panties, she ran a
finger up and down it, even more amazed at what she found
down there than at the size of the swollen nipples above.
In three strokes, Heather's hips heaved and she came with a
loud groan, shaking and grinding her ass down into the seat.
Lucy finally looked over, saw that Inga was already into
Heather's pants, and got a big grin on her face.  Hell, she
wasn't the only one who was doing a little crossing over the
line tonight, she realized.
    "Hey, you two, since we all seem to have the same thing
on our minds, let me publicly announce that I need some of
this action too."
    Heather leaned against her and reached over to unbutton
her blouse, then leaned her head down and began sucking her
right tit.  Lucy rubbed the back of her head and began to
grunt and pant as the playful tongue teased her nipple into
a pearl of hardness and sensitivity, then Heather bit it
gently with her teeth, pulling out and releasing it.  No boy
had ever done that to Lucy and Heather seemed to know just
how much pain to mix with the pleasure, enormously
increasing the sparks shooting across her chest and her
pussy went into overdrive from the sensation.  Driving was
getting more difficult as the onslaught continued.
    Heather felt Inga begin to work at pulling her pants
down and Heather twisted as best she could and lifted her
hips to help.  In seconds, Inga had the pants off and on the
floor, panties as well, then slid down and put her lips to
Heather's now bare ass and began shoving her tongue into her
crack and inviting asshole.  She was excited at the very
thought of doing this and attacked eagerly as Heather jerked
and tried to move away from the intense sensations, but
there was no room.  The heat from that tongue had Heather
instantly hot again and she could feel another orgasm
building.  Inga's tongue moved up and down her crack and
then, in a nothing ventured, nothing gained moment of
decision, pushed in as far as it would go.  The yielding
sphincter gripped her tongue tightly and Inga found herself
wishing her cock-tongue was much longer and her own lust
rose as she butt fucked this dark haired beauty with her
tongue.  Even as she was doing it to Heather, she couldn't
believe it.  This was WAY over the line for her.  And she
knew that for her, the line had just made a very definite
move to places unknown at the moment.  She was ready to try
or do anything.  And right now, that was burying her tongue
deeply inside Heather's trembling rear as Heather began to
babble loudly.
    "Oh, shit.  Hunnnnnn.  Immmm, Oh, Oh, Oh!" And as
Heather always did, she felt the warmth and tightness start
in her belly and wash over her as she came, shaking, this
orgasm even stronger than the first.  For her, each one
always was more intense than the last, until finally, if her
partner was still capable of it, she would come so intensely
she would black out.  Only then would she find herself
satiated.
    Lucy unbuttoned her own pants and began stroking
herself.  In seconds she came too.  She couldn't see what
Inga was doing to Heather, but she was surprised and
suspected that it must be something that her parents would
have killed her for doing.  She finally came down from her
own orgasm and managed to keep the car on the road as the
girl in the back continued to sleep.  
    Her name was Janet and was exhausted from finals.  And 
as Heather pulled her pants back on and they all gave each 
other slightly embarrassed grins, Lucy was suddenly disappointed 
that it was over.  That magic bubble of rule breaking permission 
and lustful passion was gone.  What happened was not to be talked 
about.  And, it never was.  Their weekend trip proceeded as planned,
even if a bit of the horny edge was gone.
    And Janet slept on the back seat.  Her turn to break
some rules and try a new world would come the next night.

(To Be Continued...)