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HEATHER AND HER ADVENTURES  PART 1  BY "RAMAPO"

      Well,  it wouldn't be long now, Heather thought. She pulled  the
towel out from around her and stood in front of the long mirror on the
wall.  To  say she was stunning was an understatement. Long dark  hair
with  a  body  perm spilled over her shoulders and half way  down  her
back.  Thick  and  full, as it brushed her skin, she  could  feel  her
arousal starting just from its feel on her back.
      She  had one of those body types that some would argue  was  too
skinny, but slight was a better word. Her thinness did all the more to
show  off  her  very large, full breasts. High breasted, with  nipples
that stood out even when not aroused, tonight, they were beginning  to
extend  at  the mere thought of Janet coming over for the  night.  Her
breasts  were  even more remarkable in that there was  still  not  the
slightest hint of sag, in spite of their size. Usually she dressed  to
tone  down  her  shape, but tonight, she wanted Janet  to  notice  her
shape.
     She scanned down over a flat, hard belly to the dark, thick pubic
hair  that  covered her cunt. It lay in a mat and  she  idly  ran  her
fingers through it to pull it out to it's fullest. It was as thick  as
her  hair  and continued between her legs and when she walked  without
panties  on,  she could feel it brush between her legs and  it  always
excited her.
     God, everything excited her. Since she was fifteen years old, she
found  out  that  practically anything touching her  skin  was  enough
arouse  her.  The  first time she had an orgasm was  walking  to  high
school  with her first pair of pantyhose on. The friction between  her
legs  as she walked on that cold winter day set her clit tingling.  It
rose,  as  it always did, and tried to poke out between her cunt  lips
but  was  stopped by the nylon fabric. Already wet, it  rubbed  gently
against  the  fabric, giving her what felt like tiny  electric  shocks
each  time  a leg swung forward. At the end of three blocks,  she  was
breathing  hard  and  could feel her nipples  tight  against  the  bra
strapping  down her now-swollen breasts. In the middle of the  street,
it hit her and she almost passed out as the orgasm started between her
legs  and  passed  up  her body. She grabbed the  light  pole  on  the
opposite side just in time as a second orgasm ripped through her, more
powerful  than  the first. Out of breath, she let her head  clear  and
realized what had just happened. And frankly loved it. By the time she
got  to school, she had three more and had to go to the girls room  to
dry herself.
      From  that moment on, she had found that many things could bring
her  to orgasm. She experimented over every part of her body and spent
many  a night in her room while studying, rubbing this or that to  see
what effect it had. One night, as she wrote out a homework assignment,
her  thumb and index finger on the other hand had idly slipped  inside
her  blouse and began rubbing her nipple. Her nipples always  felt  as
though they were connected to her clit with an electric wire. A couple
of good squeezes and she got wet. A few more and her clit extended.  A
few  more  and she was breathing hard and within a minute,  she  came.
That  night, she wasn't really aware that she was feeling  herself  up
until  she stopped writing for a moment and realized she was  hot  and
getting more worked up by the moment. As her fingers tightened on  her
tit,  the sparks began to fly and she began to grunt slightly  as  the
waves of pleasure began to hit her full force. A moment later her back
straightened and then curved back and she pulled the blouse  from  her
shoulders to expose her breasts to the coolness of the room. The other
nipple hardened immediately and she traded hands and began pulling  on
both  of  the  nipples, teasing them up to even greater lengths.  This
night they never stood any taller and were extended almost two inches,
like small penises. She pulled them straight out and twisted them back
and  forth. It hit like a wave and passed through her cunt and  belly.
She  slumped forward on the desk. As usual, the next day she got an  A
on the test. It never hurts to be fully relaxed!
     Boys, well, they never noticed her much, amazingly. She was not a
good dresser at this point in her life, not having any sisters for  an
example,  and  never  quite  mastered  makeup  until  college  when  a
roommate,  Betty, who was a genus at it showed her how to select  what
was right for her and how to put it on.
      Her friend, Betty, was quiet girl from a nice town somewhere  in
the  mid-west who came to college to find a husband. Basically a plain
person  with  a nice face and very slim figure, she was inexperienced,
to  say the least. While putting on makeup, they started talking about
boys  and  sex and soon Heather realized that Betty never masturbated.
It was amazing to her.  They worked on the makeup and soon Heather had
to  admit that the effect was pretty impressive. They were having such
a  good time that she suggested they share the room that night,  since
Heather's roommate had flunked out. Betty was enthusiastic and went to
get  some  things. Heather left the makeup on and slipped on a  French
cut  nighty  that  she had bought on a bet before she  left  home.  It
lifted  her  already  jutting breasts even more and  held  them  on  a
platform  of  sensuous lace. The nipples were just barely covered  and
were pushing at the material. Heather could feel her breath tighten as
the door opened and Betty came back in.
     She stood looking at Heather and said "God, you're beautiful."
     Heather blushed at the compliment and went over to lock the door.
Betty couldn't take her eyes off her.
      A  bottle of wine appeared and they began to take up where  they
had  left  off,  talking about boys and sex. Particularly  about  sex.
Betty  changed  into  a two piece nighty with a G-string  bottom.  Her
slight figure had trouble filling the top.
      Her  bottom  was tight and when she leaned over to pick  up  her
clothes, a pink asshole presented itself to Heather, who had a  sudden
urge  to  lick it. She had never touched another girl there,  but  the
urge was strong and surprised her.
     Betty kept looking at Heather's breasts and finally said. "You've
got  the  best boobs I've ever seen. The nipples are so red and  long.
The  guys must be all over you on dates." She wet her lips as she said
this.  "I  rarely  date. Most guys never notice  me.  I  have  trouble
getting  their attention and keep to myself pretty much." And  beside,
she thought, it's always the girls who get me hot and bothered anyway.
I guess I'm bi, maybe even a lesbian. The thought wasn't disturbing to
her.  She just accepted that it was who she was. Her Mom and  Dad  had
never said anything to her, other than she ought to get out more.  She
wondered  if  they  knew.  Of course they  knew.  Parents  are  either
completely  blind,  or  they don't miss a trick.  Her's  never  missed
anything, as she knew. Yes, they knew. God, Betty's ass looks good  in
that outfit.
     The wine was disappearing and now Heather suddenly said. "I can't
believe you've never masturbated."
      "It's always scared me. I get all hot and started feeling like I
need to make noises and then I get afraid that someone will hear and I
just  lay  there  until  the feeling goes away.  I  just  think  about
something else." Her eyes were on Heather's bushy cunt.
     "Well, we're here alone and everyone else on the floor all around
me  either flunked out or is home for the weekend. Want to give  it  a
try, I mean, just between friends? You can moan all you want!"
      She  moved over to Betty and sat next to her on the bunk.  Betty
just  looked  at  her and finally her eyes fell to Heather's  breasts.
"You can touch them if you want." Heather said softly.
     Betty looked up, startled. "I..."
      "It's  OK. I've watched you looking at them all night. I  wanted
you  to. You don't think its weird or anything to want to touch  other
people,  do  you? I certainly don't think it's wrong to  get  hot  for
someone  once in a while." Betty drank her wine, her eyes on  Heathers
protruding  nipples, finally putting it down. "Would you show  me  how
you masturbate?"
     Heather was already doing it. A finger was slowly moving over her
nipple,  teasing it. It already was up three quarters of an  inch  and
rising.  Betty stared, her eyes round with amazement. A gently squeeze
and pull and it was out past an inch.
     "God, that's beautiful, and amazing. Mine are so small."
She breathed, her eyes hard on the tit.
      She  moved  a little closer and Heather began to stroke  Betty's
hair  with  her free hand. The nipple stretched further and poked  out
past  the finger and thumb that were rolling it back and forth slowly.
Her  breathing  was deepening and her lips were open.  Her  eyes  were
closing has the sensations washed over her. Betty moved her head  down
a little closer and Heather moved her head back and moaned softly.
     Betty said, "I want to touch it."
     A hand moved up slowly and touched the tip of the still extending
nipple. Now almost full length, it extended almost two inches. Heather
shivered  and moaned again. Betty looked in her face and  stroked  the
tip  of  the nipple again. Heather sighed and her hand began  to  move
down  Betty's neck and across the shoulder, brushing the nighty  strap
off the shoulder. Betty's skin felt hot and her own small pink nipples
hardened  like  pebbles. Heather's fingers traced the outline  of  her
shoulder and the nighty fell away, exposing a small breast the size of
a  half  orange with a turgid nipple. Her finger went lower and  Betty
shuddered and closed her eyes. At the touch of the first finger  nail,
she groaned and the finger tightened around the nipple and she felt an
almost  electric spark between her legs. The fingers were rolling  the
nipple  back and forth and pulling on it gently. Betty always  stopped
at this point when she did this to herself, so from this point on, she
was  in  uncharted  territory. Her body  was  talking  a  language  of
pleasure  she had never experienced and she felt herself sliding  down
into a warm pool of tingles and fire. So this is lust, she thought. In
spite  of the massive reaction her body was having to this excitement,
she  continued to touch Heather's nipple and finally reached over  and
began  to  stroke the other breast, bringing it's nipple to life  with
her  fingers. It seemed so natural as she leaned over and took the now
long  nipple  into her mouth and ran her tongue over it.  It  extended
right out into the top of her mouth and she felt a wave of heat in her
mouth.  Her  own nipples were hard and now Heather was  beginning  the
pant.
      "I'm  going  to  come.  Oh,  God, that's  good.  Oh,  Oh,  Ungh,
Unch,Unnnnnnnnnnnn." She started to shake and came hard. Betty  pulled
her head away and watched. Her own body was shaking and Heather's hand
pulled away as she came. Betty had never heard of anyone being able to
come simply from having their nipples sucked and she was surprised and
very,  very excited by it. Heather put her head down and said,  "Let's
do  you, babe." And starting sucking on Betty's tit. Betty groaned and
groaned.  "Shit.  Crap. Oh, shit. Suck it. Oh, suck it."  She  was  on
fire. Heather pushed her on her back and kept sucking, moving from one
tit  to  the other. Her own excitement grew again. Betty began tossing
her  hips  and  moving her head from side to side. Heather  slipped  a
finger under Betty's G-string and began to stroke the pubic hair.  The
smell of hot cunt filled the room and Betty began to cry out. A finger
slipped inside the inner fold and found the turgid clit. As soon as it
brushed by, Betty arched up off the bed and came, groaning loudly  and
grunting  as the waves of pleasure gripped her stomach and interrupted
her  breathing. Heather slipped a finger inside her own cunt and  came
again as well.
      They  lay in each other's arms for a long time and finally Betty
said. "So that's what an orgasm feels like. I've wanted it for a  long
time. But I always assumed it would be with a boy."
     "Are you disappointed?"
     "I don't think so. It felt great. Really great."
      Her  hand  was slowing tracing Heather's breasts again  and  she
closed her eyes, feeling the long nipple come up in her hand. "You get
so long. Isn't that uncomfortable?"
      Sometimes, but other times, I cut holes in my bra and  let  them
rub on a particularly sexy fabric and it feels wonderful."
      They  stood up. Heather had another surprise for Betty. "If  you
think they get long, you should see my clit. I could probably fuck you
with it if we tried hard enough!"
     Betty sat up. "Let me see."
     Heather smiled and sat up. "Sit on the floor."
      Betty pulled a throw rug over and put a pillow under her ass and
stared  between Heather's legs. She was wet from her orgasms  and  the
outer lips were still swollen, exposing the inner lips.
      As Heather began to run her hands lightly around her nipples and
the  top of her cunt, her clitoris began to extend and poke out. Betty
leaned  closer.  It came out, finally, almost three  quite  incredible
inches of it. Heather ran a finger slowly over it's length and felt  a
massive  orgasm  building.  She  was having  difficulty  breathing  or
concentrating. "I'm going to come," she mumbled, groaning deep in  her
throat.
     "No, wait, I'm going to suck you off." Betty moved Heather's hand
away, amazed at herself even as she said it. It was true. She felt she
NEEDED  to  feel that unusual and erotic member deep in her throat  at
that moment, more than anything she had ever wanted.
      She leaned forward and took the tip in her mouth. Heather jerked
and  gasped. Betty leaned further forward and slowly took  the  length
into  her  mouth.  The  taste of another woman was  exciting  and  she
finally  had her nose buried inside her cunt. She ran her tongue  over
the  length  of it and began to suck. Heather shuddered and  climaxed.
Her  hips  were thrusting off the bed as she leaned back and  grunted,
over  and over. The clit grew slightly more firm and was poking  Betty
in the back of the throat. Heather yelled out as she climaxed again. A
flood  of  cunt  juice  was pouring out of Heather  and  down  Betty's
throat.  Finally, with a last gentle lick, she pulled back and  licked
her  lips.  She  had  just gone down on another woman  and  found  the
experience  delightful. Even as she thought  it,  she  was  amazed  at
herself the more.
     Heather fell back on the bed and whispered, "I have to rest."
Betty  stroked  her  own small clitoris and within seconds,  her  back
started to arch and she came, her butt bouncing off the floor and  she
ended up on her side, breathless.
      They lay like that a long time and finally, Heather reached down
and  offered her some more wine. They sat and stoked each other for  a
while and suddenly Betty said. "Fuck me with it. It certainly is  long
enough. Let's try."  Heather said, "I've never done that, I mean  with
anybody."
     "We can figure it out. Sit up with your legs apart and your knees
up."  Betty swung around and stuck her legs past Heather's  sides  and
inched  forward. Heather's wonderful breasts pushed against the inside
of  her  thighs  and as Betty moved forward, their wet pussies  slowly
pushed  together. Both were still swollen and slick from  the  night's
earlier  activities  and  suddenly, the lips were  sliding  over  each
other.  Betty's cunt was low between her legs and Heather's was  high,
almost in front of her. They fit together as Betty leaned back on  her
elbows  and  Heather  began to lift her butt up  and  down.  The  lips
continued  to slide over each other and fresh cum began to  flow  from
both of them. Suddenly, Betty felt something hard between her lips and
it  kept  growing.  "That's  it. That's it.  It's  growing.  Fuck  me,
Heather, with your wonderful clit. Oh, it's so long." It was now up in
her  good,  a slim penis. Heather's hips were moving with  a  life  of
their own and her head was back again.
      Their cunts pushed together and suddenly, Betty bucked too  hard
and the clit pulled free and ran back into her ass crack and poked  at
her  sphincter. She shuddered and trembled. It was so wet  back  there
that Heather felt no discomfort, just an even stronger need to thrust.
"Oh,  shit,  babe, you give good pussy. Oh, fuck it, fuck  it."  Betty
pushed forward again and the clit slipped back inside. She pulled back
and  it slid up her crack again. Back and forth, back and forth,  from
the  bottom of her pussy to her asshole. Her own hips were lunging and
twisting. On one of the stokes, they got out of sync and suddenly, the
narrow, long clit slid up inside Betty's ass.
      Her  eyes  popped  open and she gasped. "I don't  think..."  But
Heather  was beyond listening or caring. "Oh, god, you are  so  tight,
I'm coming..." Heather's butt was banging away relentlessly on Betty's
and  the  clit  was reaming out her tight asshole. Betty struggled  to
gain some clearance and even felt another orgasm building in spite  of
the  surprise sensations. Or maybe because of them? All she  knew  was
that  her clit was on fire and the friction on her pussy and the  deep
probing  of  her  ass  was  getting  her  hotter  than  she  had  ever
experienced.  Her ass tightened even more and she came  with  Heather,
both  crying  out  loudly. After cleaning up a bit,  they  hugged  and
stroked  each other long into the night, finally, forming a sixty-nine
and  giving  each  other  several more powerful  orgasms  before  they
drifted  off to sleep. They never made love again after that night  of
excess, but did share stories. Betty found a great guy and drifted off
into another social world.
     Heather's thoughts turned back to Janet, who would be along
soon. She was already wet with anticipation.


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