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Note:  New readers (and old ones, for that matter), might
want to re-read part 28 to get the background that leads into
this plot.  I'm re-posting Part 28 so you can do this.  New readers
who want the entire series up to 29 should e-mail me and
I'll send a ZIP file of the entire series to you directly.  Enjoy

This story contains graphic sexual descriptions of a very
adult nature between consenting adults.  Readers under the 
age of 18 are strongly warned and should move on to some
other newsgroup.


The Adventures of Heather,    Part 29

              By Ramapo


     Heather barely remembered walking back up to her
apartment.  In spite of the intense sexual experience
that had only just ended and the lateness of the hours,
she still found herself extremely excited and in
somewhat of a fog.  A dream.
     She could still feel that long tongue sliding down
her throat an impossible long distance and those magic,
electric fingers sliding deep into her pussy and the
sparks and shocks ripping inside her belly and cunt as
they manipulated nerves she never knew she had.  Her
brain was still swimming from the sexual overload she
had experienced, rolling and crashing from one intense
orgasm to the next, almost without pause, and seemingly
getting more excited by the second.  
     An excitement that was not abating as yet.  Her
long nipples still stood at stiff attention under her
top, pressing large thumbs of material up and out,
seeking the cool air.  Her thighs were still becoming
wet from the excited flow almost dripping from her,
running down the thick layer of hair and onto the slick
surface of her inner thighs.  Her chest was tight and
her belly doing excited flip-flops, just as it always
did the moment before an orgasm would take her.
     She sat.  She got back up and walked.  She sat
again.  She stood back up and ripped off the top and
stood in front of the mirror.  Her breasts were swollen
and tight with arousal, nipples at full extension, the
areolas so tight they stung and pulled the skin on the
super firm mass even tighter.  They screamed for
attention and she savagely pulled them out and twisted
them, looking for some sort of relief. 
     A cry escaped her lips and she orgasmed
immediately.  Another series of hard, wrenching twists
and her cunt spasmed again and her knees went weak and
she slumped against the mirror and slid slowly to the
floor, cumming yet a third time on the way gently down.
     Even in this moment of ecstasy, she knew she had
never felt this way before and, as intense as sex always
was for her, this was on some other level.
     She reached back and ripped the hair comb out and
let her hair down, pulling it around and onto her chest,
rubbing the rich curls into her tender, distended
breasts.  Her stomach flipped again and she came again.  
     "Oh, god, what is happening to me....."  A hoarse
whisper lost in a gurgle of air as her breathing
stopped.  She rubbed harder.  Her hips bucked and she
came a fifth time.  And a sixth.
     The pleasure was now becoming replaced with moments
of fear, of feeling completely out of control.  She
staggered to her feet and went to the shower, pulling
off her clothes and turning on the water, ice cold. 
With no hesitation, she stepped into the full force. 
The shock of the cold on her hot skin made her nerves
scream, the last shock cutting into a building orgasm
cut short by the reality of the cold pouring into her,
settling her nerves, disrupting whatever feedback
circuit was sending her through orgasm after orgasm.  
She just stood until she was satisfied her head was
cleared.
     And the exhaustion hit her.  She turned of the
water only when her hands were blue with cold.  And
wrapped herself in a warm towel and went and fixed tea. 
She was moving in slow motion.
     The evening made no sense, even for her.  Sex in a
restaurant with multiple strangers.  All unknown to each
other, but doing things that were, well, certainly
beyond the norm for most or all of them.  Stories. 
Erotic, horny, lusty stories of pimps, underage sex,
sodomy, all sending her to higher and higher levels of
excitement.  Her first orgasm taking forever.  Floating
in a sea of lust.  Hot, frothy lust, her entire body
frozen into some sort of slow motion arousal of an
intensity that was almost beyond belief.  And ending in
the car...that long tongue....wild orgasms....on and
on....
     She sagged into a chair and stared at the phone. 
It was 3 AM.  Still, she knew she was in trouble.  She
had convinced herself that she could handle Monique. 
She was wrong.  Monique had been in control from the
moment she stepped through the door.  How?  What was it
about her that let her do this?  Create such sexual
intensity.  Such pure lust.  Uncontrollable lust.
     She stared at the phone.  Then, dialled.
     It rang a long time.  It was late.  Traci's sleepy
voice finally came on.  "Hello.."
     "It's me."
     "God, girl, what time is it?"  There was a pause. 
The sleepiness was gone.  "Are you all right?"
     "Yes.  No.  I don't know."  She paused.  "No.  I
saw Monique tonight."
     She didn't know what to expect.  Yelling.  Cursing.
     "Are you home alone?"
     "Yes."
     "You'll be OK, honey.  It just takes time to settle
down afterwards."  No yelling.  Strong.  Concerned.
     "Oh, Traci, you said stay away.  It was just
dinner.  I thought...."
     "You thought,  It's a public place, what can
happen?'.  That's OK.  I thought I could control her
too.  You can only stay away."
     "Are you mad?"
     "At you?"  Traci laughed a bit.  "No, of course
not.  But at her?  She is in deep shit with me now, you
can count on that."
     "Traci, did she ever...."
     "Fuck my brains out in a public place?  Or have
someone else, total strangers, do it for her?  Or use
that awesome tongue and fingers to get me so hot I would
have exploded if she hadn't stopped?  Or tell me
fantastically erotic stories until I was dripping, then
let strangers have me while she watched?  And have me
eating out of her hand for more, in spite of the fear
and humiliation I felt afterward?  Yes, to all of it."
     "What is it about her?  How does she do it?"
     "You know, I lived with her for five years and
every day, and I mean every day, was a trip through
sexual fantasy lane.  I don't know.  But one day, I
realized I was afraid of her more than I craved the
fantastic sex and I left without warning.  I haven't
seen her since."
     Heather hesitated.  "Do you think she's bewitched
or something?  There was so much she was saying that
sounded like possession or something."
     "No, no.  Forget that.  It's a head job she's doing
on you.  Spirits passing from the old crone to you, and
you passing the powers on later.  It's all crap.  I
mean, she spins the best erotic stories I've ever heard. 
Completely believable, too.  Makes them up on the fly
and never repeats one.  She would get me so hot from
listening to her and imagining all this stuff in my
head, I would beg her to fuck me, and then, well,
eventually, she'd take care of me, one way or the other. 
And I kept coming back for more."
     "Maybe it's hypnotism.  I mean, a spell.  Her voice
just sucks you in and then she has control."
     "Well, it would fit the situation.  Look, take a
cold shower and go to bed.  Just try to avoid her as
much as possible.  I'll be home in a few weeks.  You
know, you are the only woman I've met since Monique who
gives me orgasms like the ones I had with her.  I'm
saving them all up for when I get back. I'm going nuts
for wanting you.  I miss you so much."  The last was so
soft.
     Heather was crying.  "Oh, I miss you too.  I'll
try. I'll keep real busy till you get back.  Maybe find
out what Terry has been up to since we got home."  She
wiped her eyes.
     "Yeah, that's it.  Go find a sane lover you can
trust and sleep with her.  Terry would be perfect. 
We're practically a threesome anyway.  Just save some up
for me, OK?  I love you."
     "I love you too.  Good night.  Thanks for not
yelling."
     Traci laughed.  "Hey, you're the one who had all
the orgasms tonight.  Now, go get some rest and enjoy
your party tomorrow."
     "OK.  Nite."
     "Goodnight."  And hung up.  Traci was really the
most understanding person she'd ever met.

     Heather lay in the bed and closed her eyes. 
Suddenly the sun was so bright, she rolled over and
found it was after eleven o'clock.  The doorbell was
buzzing.
     In a robe, she, looked through the peephole.  It
was an airfreight delivery guy with a big box.  She
signed, sliding the receipt under the door and waited
till she saw the truck drive away.  Then she opened the
door and pulled the box into the bed room.  She'd check
it out later.
     Another shower, warm this time, shampoo and into
some comfortable jeans and sweatshirt, she painted for a
while.  An idea was coming to her for a new series of
paintings and she was working on some of the concepts,
working out technical details.  More and more, she knew
it would work.
     Then, she unpacked the box and set up the contents. 
She cleaned everything, washed some of the items in the
machine and put them back and made lunch and read the
manual.
     Karin wanted her over there at six to help set up
and she knew she was invited for the night.  She decided
to stay, knowing Karin would want sex, but that was OK. 
At least it would be sane sex.  No serpent tongues or
electric sparks and shocks.
     Just thinking briefly of the evening before had her
dripping.  Boy, she could see what Traci mean about
wanting it again.  Like a drug.  Addicting.
     She ran errands and picked out some nice slacks and
a top for the party, nothing too sexy, not wanting to
look like she was trying to horn in on the group or be
too flashy.  Then, she sent a couple of e-mails to her
cousins, who were finally due back to finish up the
"missing" interviews.  She was working very hard to find
a way to get even with them for the practical joke they
had played on her a month and a half ago.  But, they
weren't due for a few weeks and she had some time left
to finish the details.  She had just hit the enter key
when the phone rang.  She froze when she heard Monique's
rich, sexy voice.
     "Hello, dear.  I forgot to tell you there is a
reception for new faculty at the President's house at
three.  Should last till maybe six.  You were invited
and I forgot to tell you.  I want you to wear something
revealing on top, skirt, not too short, no underwear. 
Hair up.  Not too much makeup.  Lots of cleavage. 
Nipples showing very distinctly would be perfect.  We'll
be next to each other in the reception line with you to
my left.  Do everything I tell you and you will really
enjoy yourself.  You know what I mean.  See you there." 
And she rang off.
     "But......"  Heather was left trying to stop her. 
She was left looking at the phone in her hand.  Cripes. 
That would be some daring way to dress at a function
like this.  I mean, the President's wife was very nice
and they knew each other well, but this was not going to
be that kind of thing she was sure.
     But the thought of defying Monique seemed too
daunting.  But dressing so sexy at such a function on
Monique's specific instructions was making her wet
again.  And she only had an hour to dress and get over
there and not be late.  And being late would not a make
a good impression.  She found herself in her walk in
closet.  She was picking out clothes without thinking. 
She was going.  The realization made her even more
excited.  And she didn't know why she would do this,
particularly since she knew Monique would find some way
to make this some sort of sexual adventure again and
she'd have no control over it.
     In a flash, she found a skirt with a nice pleat
that came to mid thigh.  Matching high heels.  And a
sweater top of very thin cashmere that was scooped very
daringly low in the front and showed off her protruding
nipples just the way Monique had described.  And
cleavage.  That was no problem at all.  She peeled off
her panties, damp in the middle, slipped the things on
and put her hair up quickly in a comb and ran for her
car.  The cool air outside, blowing between her legs as
she ran reminded her she was naked underneath and she
got even wetter.  And very nervous.  And even more
excited.
     Frantically putting on makeup as she drove, she
arrived just in the nick of time and slipped down the
just forming receiving line and into place alongside
Monique, who was dressed in black on black again, her
signature style.  Only the President's wife said
anything to her as she slipped by.
     "My, I do believe you have the most beautiful
figure on the campus, Heather." She squeezed her arm in
a friendly manner.  "I know who'll be the center of
attraction today for the men.  And a few others, I'm
sure."  She winked.  She'd known Heather's SO since
Freshman year and had never revealed it to anyone.  On a
campus, you had to learn to keep secrets or you couldn't
have any privacy at all.  She was bi-sexual herself on
occasion, but had decided to leave well enough alone and
not try to bed Heather.  A bit too high profile.  And
she knew Heather and Traci were very tight and any early
opportunity there might have had was long gone.  Much to
her disappointment.  She usually waited till one of the
less attractive females on campus became known to her as
lesbian or bi and then she'd have some teas and usually
they were eating out of the palm of her hand (and a few
other places) in a few short months.  If she played it
right, she'd have a steady alternative to her husband
for four years.  And her last lover had graduated in the
Fall and she was on the outlook.  She continued to
admire Heather's retreating form and then took her place
at the head of the line next to her husband.
     The line finished forming.  Heather and Monique
were about three quarters of the way down the long line
as the first quest began to move down the line.
     Monique finally spoke.  "The outfit is perfect." 
At least her voice was low and next to Heather's ear so
no one else could hear."  Now, my little sex pot, spread
your legs slightly."
     Monique wasn't even looking at Heather, if anyone
had looked.  Heather did as she was told.  And was
surprised to find Monique's left hand on the small of
her back.  With no one else looking, the hand quickly
gathered up the back of Heather's skirt and the cool
fingers slipped onto her ass and the skirt fell around
her hand, leaving no indication in front that anything
was amiss at the rear.  Heather jumped.  The hand moved
down and the long middle finger travelled down her now
open crack and the nailed tip rested on her sphincter
opening.  The rest of her hand now cupped her right
cheek and the nails were probing the crease of her thigh
where it met her ass.  Surprised and a bit shocked, but
helpless to stop it without making a scene, Heather
immediately guessed what Monique was about to do and she
was soaked with nerves and mounting excitement.  She had
to move away, but the quests were almost to her and she
couldn't move without it being visible to everyone that
Monique was feeling up her ass.  At the very least!  She
was trapped!
     Just as Monique was introduced to the first quest,
she pushed her long nail and finger smoothly into
Heather up to the first joint.  Heather's ass spasmed
and her pussy tingled, as anal stimulation always got to
her.  They were now very close together.  Too close for
anyone to see where Monique's arm was.  In and out, in
and out.  Heather was trying not to move from the
sensations as the tip stroked the sensitive nerves of
the opening.
     Monique shook hands and introduced the guest.  And
the next.  In and out.  Now it was moving in to the
second joint, adding deeper internal sensations to the
now pulsing sphincter.  Her hips were starting to thrust
back.  Instinct.  She felt the cool wet of her own juice
running down her inside leg.  She wanted to moan in the
worse way.  She smiled and said hello and passed another
guest.
     Another finger went in to join the first, easing
into the now loosening opening.  Heather gave a little
squeal deep in the back of her throat.  The second
finger now pressed in as far as the first and she
grunted gently.  Her hips moved perceptively even more
in cadence.  God.  Ass fucked in a receiving line.  She
couldn't believe it.  And pressed back harder.  Now she
wanted to cum.  She closed her eyes and pushed back. 
She was losing her sense of where she was and her
ability to maintain any semblance of normalcy.  It was
Monique's soft voice in her ear that pulled her back a
bit.
     "The blond coming down the line.  The sexy one who
looks like she just had a big prick up her cunt.  She
will want to fuck you.  She will be full of surprises
for you.  Let me introduce you."
     Heather glanced up the line through increasingly
unfocused vision and spotted a blonde with a mop of
curly blond hair.  Tight, very tight knit dress, low in
front, but showing off smaller breasts riding high, very
wide spread.  Nice face.  Enormous mouth, but great
teeth and a flashing smile.  Dark brown eyes.  Slightly
long waisted with the hint of a small belly, with the
muscle bands of her abdomen clearly visible as they
swept down on either side of the rounded belly and down
to the nether regions between her legs.  The dress was
very short, one that would have to be stretched out
constantly to safely sit down without going naked to the
waist.  It was white, contrasting nicely to her very tan
muscular legs.  Obviously there was no way to wear
underwear under a dress like that.  And she probably
didn't even own a bra.  As she came closer.  Heather
snatched another quick look and the woman was smiling at
her in a quick flash, her eyes then dropping to
Heather's tits.  Heather saw her pupils widen and
glanced away just as the woman looked back up at her.
     Heather's breath was coming quicker and her chest
became tighter.  Monique's hand was working her ass in a
smooth, steady way and Heather fought to get more
penetration and a quicker rhythm, but Monique denied her
the pleasure.  Heather moved her legs even further apart
in a casual way to tighten her ass more.
     Another quick glance.  And the man in front of the
blond was now moving past and she heard Monique saying
quietly, too quietly for anyone but the blond to hear
over the rising din in the room, "You have an extremely
erotic mouth, Lisa.  A mouth made for sampling tasty
morsels of all kinds, no doubt."
     Lisa flushed slightly and said, "Its size allows me
to sample things denied to most others in life."  She
was flirting back without hesitation.  She obviously
enjoyed flirting with another woman.
     "Then let me introduce Heather, a woman with
obvious morsels crying out for your attention.  And let
me say..."  Monique moved away from Heather slightly and
Lisa's eyes fell to the steadily flexing arm reaching
over and down to Heather's ass and the now visibly
raised skirt.  And then to Heather's pumping hips and
back up to the swollen, turgid nipples jutting against
the blouse.    By reflex, Lisa licked her lips as she
sucked in a sudden gasp.  
     "....that Heather is also a woman who enjoys being
sampled in all ways."  Monique finished.
     The pace and depth of the fingers in her ass
increased again.  Heather's body responded and she
trembled.  Her hips were now thrusting out quite
visibly.  She was close to orgasm.  Monique was pacing
it perfectly, taking her smoothly up to the climax, but
not letting her cum until she was ready.
     "Very nice to meet you."  Heather held out her hand
in a daze.  Lisa took it in both of hers and moved
close.  So close her sweet breath was on Heather's mouth
as she spoke.
     "Will she let you cum?"
     "I....I don't know.  Oh, God."  Heather responded
without thinking.  Her head was swimming.
     "Can I fuck you later?"
     The line was pressing down, moving Lisa away like a
tide.  Her eyes never left Heather's.
     Heather groaned and finally whispered.  "Yes.  Oh,
God.  Yes."
     The woman next to Heather looked over at her,
surprised at the suddenly loud exclamation.
     Lisa was gone, quickly distracting the woman's
attention from Heather.  Monique withdrew her fingers
and dropped the skirt.  Heather was breathing hard, only
seconds from a certain orgasm.  Moments later, the
reception line broke up and they moved to the other side
of the room.  Then, Monique moved away and began to
circulate.  Heather calmed down slowly and tried to get
over her own amazement of what had just happened, even
as she moved to the other side of the room to try to
clear her head.
     A glass of punch and some small talk with a few
professors helped as she forced herself to move around
the room a bit more.  And then she was alone in the
corner and Lisa was suddenly coming over.  Her dress was
very far up her thighs, almost exposing her pussy.
     "My, that was exciting!"  She moved right in. 
"Public sex always gets me so excited!.  So! Tell me,
did she let you cum or is she a big tease?"
     "No, actually.  I mean about cumming."  Heather
found herself blushing.
     "Well, all the better for me I hope.  God, you have
fantastic tits. Are they real?"
     "Yes, I mean, they're natural, if that's what you
mean."
     "I have a trick when I suck on tits.  I want to
show you."
     "Umm, that sounds interesting, but can we talk a
minute?  I'm still kinda surprise at, well, as what just
happened."  How do I get out of this, Heather was
thinking.
     "Well, I'll tell you a little about me first then. 
I'm 33.  Bi-sexual.  Married to the guy with dark hair
in the corner.  He's a nice enough fella and I love him
a bunch, but very straight sexually.  Totally hetero. 
He has no idea I'm bi.  He can be a bit dense, actually. 
But, he is a real bull in bed with super stamina and,
the part I think I may have married him for, is that he
cums with a flood that is absolutely amazing.  A full
measured cup each time!  And he's good for three or four
times a day."
     "I found out in high school that I love all the
mess of sex and in particular, like the taste of cum. 
In fact, I had a pretty big reputation as a slut who
loved to give blowjobs at every opportunity.  Shocked?" 
Lisa was watching for a reaction and was getting one
from Heather.  She was surprised.  Not at the slut part
or her activities, but that she'd share this with a
complete stranger.
     "And, my last slutty secret is that I LOVE all that
fluid sloshing around in me.  Belly, pussy, ass. 
Everywhere.  I never flush it out.  Just walk around
with it oozing out all day.  More than a bit disgusting,
right?  I'm a real cum junky, that's for sure.  And I
can think of nothing more exciting than to see you lick
me clean."  Her eyes were dancing with excitement.
     "Wow, Lisa, you sure are frank!  Well, I'm mostly
lesbian, I guess.  Not totally though.  I just met
Monique this week and she has me doing things I can't
believe.  Like the receiving line thing just now.  I'm
very sexual most of the time and pretty willing to try
anything I guess.  Within reason.  I orgasm very easily
and wear most partners out.  I don't think I've ever
tasted cum, I mean a man's.  That I know of anyway, I
guess."
     "Well, Dan's cum is really sweet.  You're gonna
love it.  And there's a ton to lick up,  cause we've
been in the sack three times today and all of it's still
up my pussy.  Most of it, anyway.  Let's find a bedroom. 
I really need to do this, oh, gosh, I'm excited."
     "But Lisa, we'll get caught!  It's too risky, here. 
Let's wait.  Maybe another time."  Not that Heather
really wanted to wait.  As much as she wanted to find a
way out, she found herself fantasying about doing this
new sexual thing and found herself wanting to try it. 
She was a bit carried away by Lisa's enthusiasm.  And
her own pussy was still dripping.  Lisa's talk was
getting her really turned on again.
     Lisa took her arm and they began working over
toward a staircase in the outside hall.  The President's
wife saw them moving through the crowd and intercepted
them at the doorway to the hall.  
     Heather felt embarrassed.  "Third door on the left
upstairs.  Be sure to lock the door.  You can leave by
the back stairs later."
     Heather looked completely surprised.  They were
busted.  But, this wasn't turning out the way she would
have expected!
     She smiled.  "Obvious where you two are headed. 
Have fun.  Your secret's safe with me."  She patted
Heather's hand and Lisa pulled her away and up the
stairs.
     In the room, Lisa simply kicked off her shoes and
pulled the dress over her head and she was naked.  She
turned and faced Heather and began to unbutton Heather's
blouse.  Heather's nipples were rock hard as Lisa began
to rub them and tweak them.  Heather moaned.  Heather's
skirt fell to the floor in seconds and now she was naked
too..
     "Come on honey, suck my pussy dry."  Lisa pulled
Heather onto the bed, with Lisa on her back.  She put
her legs on Heather's shoulders and slid her heels down
to the small of Heather's back.  Her pussy was wide open
to Heather, the lips swollen with excitement.  The
watery lubrication was mixed with a thick white strand
of cum oozing from her cunt.  Heather leaned down and
touched the mixture with her tongue and tasted.  Salty. 
Much heavier than a woman's taste.  And a strong after
taste.  
     She took a bit of cum on her tongue and swallowed. 
Lisa hissed "Suck me dry, bitch, make me cum.  Eat me,
God, eat me."  
     Heather scooped up the white cum and swallowed. 
More appeared at the opening.  She began to lap it up,
running her tongue into Lisa and up and over her clit on
each pass.  Lisa was 
twitching and moaning.
     "Suck.  Suck.  God.  Suck me bitch.  Suck me like a
man.  Eat my cum."  She ran the heel of her hand down
onto the flat of her belly and pressed down on the
swollen bulge.  A spurt of cum squirted from her pussy
into Heather's mouth.  In seconds, she repeated the
sequence, squeezing her clit between two fingers as she
pumped cum out of her vagina into Heather's mouth.
     Heather was swallowing as fast as she could.  Lisa
began to orgasm, shoving her pussy into Heather's mouth,
her hips bucking and thrashing up and down
spasmodically.  More cum appeared.  Heather swallowed.
     Over the next thirty minutes, Heather licked and
sucked and Lisa came again and again.  At long last, the
resevour of cum was gone and Lisa lay back soaked in
sweat, exhausted.
     Heather was very excited, but has a bit tired as
well for a moment, as she was feeling stuffed from all
the cum she had just swallowed.  Now her own belly was a
bit rounded.  At least she imagined it was.
     Lisa pulled her up and began to lick her right
nipple, then pulled the nipple and areola into her
mouth.  She began to suck harder and harder and the
breast began to go further and further into Lisa's
mouth.  The very firm flesh was compressed almost to a
painful extent, but the nipple was moving to the back of
Lisa's mouth and then down the throat as Lisa pulled the
entire breast into her huge mouth, her lips now pressed
around its base and against Heather's rib cage.
     She began to swallow.  The motion stretched the
nipple out and pulled it down, shooting sparks through
Heather's cunt.  Again and again.  Heather was moaning. 
And then, she came, humping against Lisa's belly as the
nipple orgasm shook her.
     Lisa relaxed her sucking and Heather lifted up
slowly and the breast pulled free.
     Heather rolled on her side and lay next to Lisa,
both of them breathing hard.
     "Wow.  That's some trick."  Was all Heather could
say.
     "Well, what do you think of cum sucking?"
     "There sure was a lot of it!  You weren't kidding. 
I felt really dirty and excited, sucking it out of you
like that."
     Lisa raised herself up on one arm and looked down
at her.  "I'm so glad we met on my first day here.  Hey,
want to come over tomorrow and hide in the closet?  I'll
get Todd to fuck me just before he goes to class and you
can fuck me as soon as he leaves!"
     "Well, I have a full schedule.  So I don't think
that would work.  And, I do have a girlfriend, so I'm
not sure we can do anything other than an occasional
fling, OK?"
     Lisa looked disappointed.  "Well, OK, I don't want
to cause you a problem."  She licked Heather's breast.
     "God, you've got about the best tits I've ever
seen.  Beautiful."  She licked harder.  Heather pulled
her down and the rolled into a 69 and another hour
passed.
     Then, they dressed and slipped out the back.  They
were the last to leave the house.

     


     As Heather was driving along on the short trip back
to her apartment, she realized she not only wasn't mad,
confused or scared, but that she had actually enjoyed
the entire afternoon's activities and was wondering what
other little things Monique would think up for her to
do.  And was hoping it wouldn't be too long.  What a
change from this morning.  Instead of keeping away from
Monique, she wondered when there might be another
opportunity. Sooner, not later!
     Slipping on jeans and a bra and blouse, she threw
her things into an overnight case and was just about to
leave when the phone rang.
     "You enjoyed yourself, no?"  It was Monique. 
Heather tingled.
     "Yes, as you already know, it seems.  What slutty
thing are you going to think up next for me to do?"  It
was more an half question.  
     Monique laughed gently.  "Oh, do not fear, I will
give you much pleasure.  As much and more than you can
imagine.  But tonight, you go to your party?"
     "Yes, I was just on my way."
     "Then you must try out your new gift tonight and
practice."
     "I don't understand.  What gift?"
     "You are like me now.  Use your power.  Enjoy it. 
You will find it more exciting that even the little
things I do for you.  Good night."  And she rung off.
     Power?  She didn't feel like she had power.  Like
her?  I can't tell a story worth a damn, so that's out. 
What else does she do?  Simply order me to have sex when
she wants.  But, I don't know how someone else would
react to me just telling them to let me fuck them, or
have someone else fuck them on my commands.  She kept
running the thing through her mind as she drove to
Karin's and finally gave up on it.  She'd have to get
Monique to be more specific the next time they saw each
other.  Which she was hoping was soon.
     Karin glowed as she opened the door and saw the
overnight case in Heather's hand.  The party definitely
wouldn't end when the guests left.
     "Hi!"
     "Hi!  Wow, the place looks great!  How many people
are coming?  Oh, five maybe six couples.  And I have bad
news.  The date I lined up for you cancelled.  Sorry."
     She wasn't, actually.  And Heather suddenly
remembered the blind date and realized that with all the
nonsense with Monique the last few days, she had
forgotten about it completely.  
     "Oh, that's no problem.  Gives us more time
together, actually."
     Which was just what Karin wanted to hear and she
smiled again.  "Great, my thinking exactly.  I'll get my
guy to head home and then we can, well, you know."
     "Yeah, absolutely, babe."  Heather gave her a big
hug and realized how much she had missed Karin's hips. 
Best hips in town, for sure.  She ran her hands down
over them and cupped the solid ass cheeks.  Karin's mons
pressed into Heather and Heather felt her hump her and
give a gasp.
     "Hey, that's....we...please wait.  We only have a
little time."
     "OK.  We'll wait."  Heather gave her another bump
and they both laughed and then started to put out the
snacks and set up the bar.  There was a quarter keg of
beer that neither knew how to tap, so they decided to
let the guys do it when they came.  
     The first guest was a surprise.  A very pretty blue
eyed blond, short hair, nice figure.  Alone.
     "Oh, Alice.  I didn't know you were coming.  Come
on in."  Karin's tone made it clear she hadn't really
invited her and was being polite.  
     "Look, I know I'm crashing.  I just got lonely. 
Let me stay for a bit and then I'll leave.  I'll behave,
I promise."
     "Sure, OK.  I guess."  Karin introduced them.  
     "Can I help setup?"  Alice was trying to get on
Karin's good side.  At least she was being a good guest.
     "Yeah.  Hey.  Do you know how to tap a keg?"
     "Sure.  My dad taught me."  She busied herself with
the keg paraphanalia and Karin and Heather headed back
into the kitchen for more stuff.
     "What did you mean by  behave yourself' out there?"
     "Well.."  Karin said in a low voice.  "She's been
known to be a big pain about hitting on other girl's
dates and boyfriends when she's been drinking,
especially at parties.  And not being shy about
spreading her favours around to get what she wants. 
Which is apparently a quick fuck from whomever's
available at the moment.  I heard she screwed half a
party of guys at the beach last year.  I got that from
my own guy, who isn't a rumour monger.  I just hope she
leaves.  But, we go way back to grammar school and her
parents know mine, and you know, it would be hard to
just kick her out for nothing.  I'd never hear the end
of it from my mom, you know?"  They
had filled the last bowls with the first set of snacks
and headed back out, just as Alice finished drawing off
a cup of foam and got a clear stream of beer flowing.
     "You've got to teach me that, Alice.  Only one cup
of foam.  How do you do that?"  Karin tried to make
conversation.  Heather watched Alice, a plot forming in
her mind.  Even she was surprised at what she was
thinking.  And how strong the urge was to somehow take
control of the evening's "entertainment", so to speak.
     "I'll show you later."
     "OK."  Karin headed back for another armload.  This
time, Heather held back and walked over to Alice.
     "Want to have some fun tonight, Alice?"
     "Sure, what kind of fun?  I'm always up for a good
time, if you know what I mean.  Although, Karin is just
being polite about letting me stay.  I'm sure she's
already told you I'm always chasing the guys."
     Heather ignored Alice's fishing for information. 
"Oh, you know, a sex game, maybe?"  She said it in a low
conspiritual voice so it was clear to Alice that Karin
wasn't in on the deal, whatever it was.
     Alice hesitated.  "A sex game?  Like what?"  She
felt she liked Karin's new friend already.  She sure was
pretty.  And sexy too, with a fantastic body.  She
always found herself looking at other girls bodies and
fighting the attraction.  She was just too scared to try
it.  Or find out maybe she was gay.
     "You fuck all the men here tonight without any of
the women finding out what's going on, and I'll fuck you
last."  Even as she was saying it, Heather wondered how
she knew for a certainty that Alice wanted to try sex
with a woman.  But she knew and her tone clearly said
she knew.
     Alice looked confused, a bit stunned, excited and
interested, somehow all at the same time.  Her knees
were a bit weak.
     "There's no way to do that.  I mean, this is a
small place, and they'll all know I'm here, and...." 
She couldn't believe she didn't just say no.  Instead,
she was rationalizing it, finding reasons it couldn't
work.  And even as she was talking, she realized she
wanted somehow to find a way for it to work.  And she'd
get to sleep with this darkhaired beauty with the
fantastic tits.
     Heather held up her hand and Alice stopped.  They
both realized she had just said yes!
     Heather set to explaining without acknowledging
Alice's indirect agreement to play.  "You can use
Karin's small extra bedroom.  You know, the one back
around the corner from the bathroom.  No one can see
anyone go in or out and if they are seen, they look like
they're trying to go or just coming from the john.  You
go back now and I'll tell Karin you felt sick and went
to lay down for a while.  I gave you pills to feel
better.  Then I'll tell her after a bit that you're
asleep and we'll just leave you alone.  That get's you
out of Karin's hair as far as she's concerned.  Now, my
part will be to set up and send the guys back one at a
time.  After the last, if we have pulled it off (Alice
grinned at the pun) , I'll slip back to finish off your
evening.  You do want me to come back and fuck you,
don't you?"  Heather was the bait.  Alice gulped, but
silently nodded affirmative.
     It was brazen.  Ridiculous.  Alice never blinked an
eye at screwing all the guys.  The thought of Heather
doing it with her was enough for her to risk it.  "You
think you can make this work?"  She was breathless with
excitement.
     "Sure.  I can handle my end.  Now, be quick back
there.  No long drawn out fucks.  No noise.  If you blow
your cover, your little treat is off.   And, no cleaning
up in between, you know.  I'll clean you up good.  With
my tongue."  She made it sound wicked.  And it was.  Her
sudden and unexpected introduction to semen licking and
swallowing had invoked a very strong desire in her to do
it again and often.
     Alice blinked.  "Go now?"
     "Right.  I'll cover for you.  Turn out the light. 
Be quiet.  Get naked after you hear the guests come. 
Give me an hour for the party to warm up and me to get
to know them enough to not get the girls nervous if I
have a short chat with their date with them not around. 
Can you do that?"
          "Yes.  An hour.  This is crazy."  But she
headed for the back bedroom and disappeared.
     "Hey, where's Alice?"  Karin looked around as she
came back in the room.  Heather reached out and took a
few things from her bulging arms and helped set them
out.
     "Actually, she was complaining of severe cramps and
headache and dizziness, so I suggested she take a nap. 
I hope you don't mind.  I have her a pill to help. 
Maybe a short nap will help her get over it."
     "Why didn't she just go home?"  Karin headed for
the back bedroom.
     Heather calmly called after her.  "I think she was
nervous about driving, you know.  Well, she'll get over
it and leave later.  She's in the back room and no one
need even know she's here.  So that solves your little
problem about her hitting on guys, you know?"
     Karin stopped and considered Heather's comments. 
"Well, I guess it's OK.  But, I hope she leaves soon." 
And with that, the doorbell rang and couples started
arriving.  And the party started.  
     Heather was careful to keep away from the guys
while the girls checked her out and tried to decide if
she was a threat.  She was particularly careful not to
flirt or pay attention to the guys. Or the girls for
that matter, since Karin and Traci had told her she
flirted a lot, even when she wasn't aware of it.  And
after a bit, the girls decided she was safe, one at a
time, and began to wander about and not keep a long
leash on their dates.  Heather kept busy filling treat
bowls and popping in CD'S and generally trying to
disappear into the woodwork.  The party relaxed and
began to glow a bit from the beer and wine and the talk
of guests over the CD's was growing steadily in volume.
     Heather timed her first move perfectly when Tony
was over by the chip bowl and Heather went over to
refill it.  She was amazed that she felt no nervousness
at all. 
     She wasted no time.  "Tony, we're having a bit of a
very private game here tonight.  It's very secret and
the game is over if anyone else finds out about the
game.  Want to play?"
     "Sure, what is it?"  He was clearly intrigued and
his voice dropped so no one could hear.
     "When the coast is clear, you have to slip down the
hall, go into the rear bedroom and fuck the girl who is
in there.  Say nothing to her. Do not turn on the
lights.  And if you recognize her, you are not to let
her or anyone else know.  You must make it quick.  When
you come out, let me know you are done by coming over to
me and asking me for a new bag of chips."
     Tony looked amazed.  And totally interested.  "Now? 
You want me to it now?  And is there a prize or
something?"
     "Well, yes, someone will get a big reward, but
that's a secret.  You are just helping get the prize for
someone else.  And, of course, you get laid.  Now, as
soon as you can, break away for some reason.  Remember,
if anyone else finds out, the game is over.  So you
can't tell anyone else at all."
     Tony's wicked grin told her it was all set.  He
unconsciously rubbed the rod in his pants in front of
her.  Heather didn't react to that, she just grinned
back.
     Heather filled the bowl and walked away and
returned to a stool in a corner where she could watch
the traffic and sipped on her beer, watching Tony out of
the corner of her eye.  He chatted around, then downed
his beer and headed down the hall toward the bathroom. 
Heather headed for his date and chatted her up about
anything that came to her.  School, work.  Five minutes
went by and Tony came up to them.  His face was flushed. 

     "Gosh, Heather, do you know if we have another bag
of chips?"
     "Excuse me Eileen.  Well, I'll check.  You guys are
really chowing down."
     "He has to keep up his energy, right Tony?"  Eileen
eyed Heather as she said it.  He's mine and I take care
of his needs.  The message was clear.
     Heather went and took care of the chips and soon,
had another date going back.  In the next hour, four of
the five guys there had screwed Alice and were back with
no one noticing.
     Heather slipped back to the back room and nipped
inside quickly.
     "Alice?"  She whispered.  The room was filled with
aroma of hot sex, the wet heavy smell of semen and
female emissions were unmistakable.  Heather found her
self wet between her legs with excitement.
     "Yes, Heather?  Is that you. Are there more?"
     "One more.  A tough one, I'm afraid.  Karin's guy. 
It might take a bit longer.  Still game?"  Karin was
over at the bed and sat on the edge.  She reached out
and ran her hand over Alice's belly in the very dim
light from the crack in the curtains.  Alice jumped in
surprise.  But made no move to push Heather's stroking
hand away.  A woman was feeling her up and she was tense
with excitement.  A woman.  And it was making her wild
with excitement.
     "Yes."  Heather stroked down into the thin hair of
Alice's pussy.  She was sopping.  Alice gave a little
moan and pushed her mons up into Heather's hand.
     "Have any of them given you an orgasm yet."
     "No" Alice could barely get it out.  "Ed came
close.  He really fucked me hard right after Tom and he
really knows how to give me a ride and I was very
close."  Heather stroked and ran a finger over the
swollen clit.  Alice gasped and groaned loudly.  And
gripped the pillow hard to try to keep from trembling.
     Heather's hand ran back over the girl's belly. 
Alice wanted it to go back down.
     "Got a nice motherload of cum for me, Alice?"
     "I guess so.  I mean, four of them.  I'm a mess." 
Finger me, Heather, she was thinking almost out loud. 
Don't make me wait for you.
     "Just the way I want you."  She touched the bud
again.  Alice's hips lifted to meet the touch.  And she
groaned and stiffened.  She was explosively close to an
orgasm.
     "Heather, eat me now.  I've wanted a girl to do
that for so long."  Alice couldn't believe she said it,
but her lust was making her crazy.
     "I know.  But, you must wait.  Those are tonight's
rules.  You must be a slut for one more.  Then a cum
slut for me.  I will make you happy."  She withdrew her
hand.  Alice whimpered in disappointment.
     "Will you like me licking and sucking the cum from
your pussy, Alice?"  Her voice was sexy.
     "God, yes, oh yes."  Alice's voice was a croak.
     Heather go up slowly and let herself out of the
room when she heard no one in the hallway.  And almost
ran into Karin actually coming out of the bathroom!  
     "How's our little sicky doing in there?"  Karin was
a bit tight and had forgotten all about Alice until she
saw Heather come out of the room.
     "Out cold.  She can leave after the party when she
wakes up.  That should suit everything.  At least if
she's sleeping, she can't be trouble."
     Alice slipped into the john to pee and then she
rejoined the party.
     Karin had been hanging pretty close to her guy all
night, but Heather saw a chance about fifteen minutes
later and laid the game on him.  He took almost ten
minutes to finally go back.  She keep Karin busy with
the last of the treats and selecting some new music.  He
wasn't missed.      After he reappeared, gave the signal
by asking for a new tankard of beer, Heather made her
way back to the back room again and locked the door.
     "Oh, god, Heather.  I've never done this.  Hurry."
     "You are my cum slut for tonight, don't you agree?"
     "Yes.  Yes.  I'm a cum slut.  My belly is full of
sloppy cum and I want you to eat me out."  She was
reaching for Heather.
     Heather said nothing.  She just pushed Alice back
on the mattress and bowed to her task, bringing Alice
off twice explosively before she began to lick her pussy
clean, sucking the thick ooze from deep in the drenched
vagina. 
     She let her tongue wander around liberally over the
intensely swollen outer and inner lips of the girl's
labia and the more she caressed them, the wilder Alice's
hip thrusts were becoming.  The girl was in ectascy and
going completely out of control.
     Heather pushed a pillow up and Alice grabbed it and
pulled it to her.
     Alice was thrashing around and moaning louder and
louder into the pillow which she had wisely pulled over
her head to muffle the sounds.  She came twice more,
each time groaning and gasping as her breath caught in
ragged tears,  and then Heather began to suck on her
clit hard and the now super sensitive nub shot strong
flashes of fire into Alice's brain, a sensation not
quite pain, but close.  Alice had lifted her legs and
was almost screaming into the pillow when she came again
quite unexpectedly.  This last orgasm left her dizzy and
a bit confused and she was moaning and moving around in
random patterns as her body continued to experience
pleasure in little spurts.
     Heather finally stopped licking and moved up and
sat next to her while she calmed down.
     "That was out of this world."  Alice breathed,
holding on to Heather's arm.
     "You are happy with the results of tonight's game?"
     "Yes.  I can't believe we pulled this off.  And I
slept with a woman.  It was my first time."  She wanted
Heather to know.  Heather already knew it, how, she
didn't know.
     "But not the first for gang fucking at a party?"
     "No.  When I'm drunk, I do it sometimes.  I love
sex."  She sounded defensive, but was opening up to
Heather all the same.
     "Before you go to your next party, you will call me
and I will give you a new game to play."
     "What?  What new game?"
     "A sex game, of course. You will have to follow my
instructions exactly, or I will not play with you
again."
     Even in the dim light, she could see Alice nod
agreement.
     " Now, wait till the guests leave, tell Karin you
are feeling better and leave without saying more than
thanks for letting you rest till you felt better.  You
were a good fuck, Alice. Good night."  She left her
laying there.  Confused.  Still excited.  Amazed. 
Scared.  And already wondering what Heather might ask
her to do so she could re-experience sex with her again.
     Monique was right.  She could tell people what to
do and they would do it.  Heather was as amazed that it
had worked as Alice was.  She suddenly realized she had
no idea what would have happened if she had been caught
orchestrating this thing.  All hell would have broken
loose, probably.
     She slipped out and the first guests were leaving. 
Soon, the party broke up and Karin shooed her own guy
out the door, eyeing Heather.
     She raised a glass of wine to Heather.  "Now the
REAL fun begins!  For us."
     "Ummm.  There's Alice first."  Heather reminded
her.  She was beginning to feel pangs of guilt about
setting up Karin's boyfriend to be unfaithful.  She
pushed them aside.
     "Oh."  Karin remembered through her wine haze.
     But Alice appeared as if on cue, apologized for
getting sick, thanked Karin for the bedroom to feel
better, bemoaned missing the party and then she left,
winking at Heather when she went out.
     "She looks like she feels a lot better now." 
Heather quipped.
     Heather took Karin's hand.  "Come fuck me, honey. 
Nice and slow."
     Karin was ready.  "Not the first one.  Just do me
fast.  I'm so horny I'm going to explode.  Then, nice
and slow."
     Heather kept her promise and after the first, she
played with Karin till morning light was coming in the
windows.  Her moans rose to screams on occasion as
Heather drove her to orgasm after orgasm.  And Karin
drank from Heather's steamy pussy just as often, with
Heather joining her with her own cries of delight.
     Then, they slept.  Heather pulled Karin's firm,
full hips back against her and sleep that way, in a
spoon position.  They were both smiling to themselves
for different reasons.
     Heather knowing the special surprise she had for
the coming weekend that she had so carefully planned. 
And wondering if Monique would set her up to do
something else outrageously sexy and erotic, and hoping
she would, and loving the feel of the curve of Karin's
hip as she settled in behind her, pressing her firm
breasts into the small of Karin's back.
     And Karin?  Her pussy still tingled as it always
did after intense oral sex.  Karin had Heather for the
night.  Wasn't that enough to smile about?


End of The Adventures of Heather,  Part. 29




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