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HEATHER AND HER ADVENTURES PART 16 BY "RAMAPO"
Judy and Heather were assigned out on a fringe dig for three
straight days, well away from everyone else. They worked side by side.
Heather noticed Judy sneaking glances at her body, and the second day
began to wear very tight jeans, especially in the crotch. Her cunt was
nicely outlined and the seam creased the pussy lips nicely. A bonus
was the thrill it gave her when she walked around. Her tops always
seemed to become more unbuttoned after they reached the dig, and she
made sure Judy had a couple of sneak looks at her chest during the
next two days.
Judy turned out to be very nice and they chatted about all sorts
of things during the day as they worked. Slim, with firm, grapefruit
sized boobs that needed no bra, she used every opportunity to have her
tight butt in front of Heather. The conversations were light, but it
always came around to sex in the end. They shared some stories, but
the were sort of neutral in terms of the genders involved.
"I always just enjoy it. I love to cum. But rarely meet anyone who
will go slow and let it build up until, you know, you just loose your
breath and your brain explodes!"
"Some people have all sorts of special, well, skills."
"Well, I haven't had any surprises lately."
Judy was quiet. "Well, you never know when you can have something
unique happen to you, or by who."
"I guess you're right. Girls seem to know how to go slow and enjoy
things, though, generally speaking."
Judy was staring at a beautiful breast, nipple in full view
against the light fabric of the blouse. God, she got hot, blushed and
put her head down, trying to get her breath. She had to have this
woman.
That night was movie night and Heather and Judy picked a spot
to the rear of the group, in a place that was dark even when the movie
was playing.
After the movie was playing for a while, Judy moved her stool very
close to Heather's and slightly to the rear. Sitting back down, she
was now close enough to be only an inch from Heather's freshly washed
hair.
She placed a hand lightly on Heather's lower back and hooked a
finger under the waistband of her shorts. The movie continued. Judy
leaned forward and moved Heather's hair away from her ear and leaned
near enough for Heather to feel her breath on the back of the ear.
She felt a thrill go down Heather's back and moved her lips up and
nibbled gently on the edge of her ear. The tip of her tongue appeared
and she traced the edge of the ear, slowly working her way around and
around.
Heather felt another thrill and wished Judy would be careful. She
gave an involuntary gasp as the hot tongue slipped deep inside her ear
and squirmed around. It withdrew. Judy's whisper came, faint,
breathless. "Surprise. You hot, beautiful, luscious, horny bitch, I'm
going to make you cum in your pants. Then, I'm going to fuck you until
you cum on my face. I want your beautiful boobs in my hands and in my
mouth and you will eat me till I cum a bucket of cum and you drink it
all." The tongue returned, teasing, penetrating, retreating, teeth
pulling on the ear. Tongue up and down her neck. Heather's body
reacted to this tender assault by going into overdrive. Her nipples
rose and her crack was instantly wet. She tried to see if anyone was
paying attention to them, but her head was swimming with confusion as
the lust clouded her mind. Everyone else was deep into the movie by
now. and tongued the other eager ear, while a finger played and slid
in and out of the
Judy kept it up, moved to the other side, even more in the dark,
other one.
Heather's breath was ragged and she needed to moan, but suppressed
it.
"Please, you've got to stop. I can't stand this. I need to move."
"Turn toward me." She did and firm hands popped the top button of
her jeans, fingers exploring as they worked down. "Slide out your left
leg."
The pressure on her mons increased and she twisted left and slid
her pants down enough to get a leg out and pulled them back up. Anyone
looking back would only see cloth.
Her wetness gleamed in the starlight. Judy pushed a small kerchief
into Heather's mouth.
"Mustn't make noise." She was instructed. This was crazy. They had
to stop. She went to get up out of her chair, but Judy had moved
around and knelt, pushing the slim thigh to the right. Then, hot
breath preceding her wet mouth, her head was between Heather's spread
legs. As she kept her head and upper body turned to the screen, her
lower legs began to shake as Judy's tongue found her pussy and began
to lick the flowing juice. Heather's hot, copious flow made Judy even
hotter and she sank her tongue into the tight but eager pussy. And
now, Heather found out what made Judy special. Her tongue, freed of
it's normal restraint by a simple operation, flowed out of her mouth
until of it was deeper inside Heather than she could believe. And,
again, in an instant, it was withdrawn and other parts were sucked,
licked, teased and stroked. Heather, trembled and shook and gave a
very muted and astonished gasp of surprise as the penetration
continued, each renewed attack taking her a little higher, and
finally, built to beyond belief. It wiggled and retreated, only to
repeat the attack, sometimes deep, sometimes only at the edge. And she
still built.
And the movie ended and Judy stood up and stood close by Heather
to cover her naked leg. Her head was resting on Judy's shoulder. As
people passed, they smiled and Judy said, "Went to sleep twenty
minutes ago. I'll get her back to the tent as soon as I can get her
butt moving."
Actually, Heather was only slowly coming back down from her
blissful passion.
They just got Heather's pants back on after five minutes and Judy
continued to hold Heather.
"God, I need to cum."
"Let's go to your tent."
"Tish will be up."
"I doubt it, she never came to the movie."
They walked quietly to her tent and, pausing slightly, went in
alone. Tish was sleeping on her back, breathing deeply. Heather
reached back out, motioned, and Judy walked in behind her. Judy
motioned for her to peel her pants and top and lay on her cot, legs
hanging clear of the end from her pussy on.
A pillow over her head to muffle any sounds, and Judy returned to
between her legs, first removing her own shorts. Now, she returned to
this sweet pussy, with its dense black hair matted with cum, the wet,
glistening in the light, revealing the swollen lips, open to her
mouth. Her tongue traced the inner thigh and slowly worked toward the
honey pot. And then it found Heather's wanton hole and began the ever
so slow advance and retreat again, only this time, so slow that
Heather couldn't believe how hot she had become.
Quite on their own, as her lust would rise, her legs would rise
until they were straight up, then lower until they framed Judy's head,
heels resting lightly on her back. She was trembling, and, making
small noises and groaning into the pillow. Could this last forever?
She wanted this pleasure to go on and on and on. And Judy filled her
wish. With a care and gentle consideration, she never let Heather
build in a great rush, just a gentle slope, then retreat as the
pressure built in this luscious pussy, so wet, so tight, so sweet.
Tish slowly awakened and, as her head cleared, realized that
Heather was making quiet, passionate noises again, enough to awaken
her. God, this kid could sure get her hot. She wondered if she dared
to talk to her about how seeing her naked, or how hearing her get off
affected her. After all, it was a big surprise to her too.
But now, in the dim light, she began to realize that someone was
with Heather, eating her pussy as Heather, buried in a pillow, moaned
and groaned. Turning her head slightly, she lay there, watching the
live porn show in the next cot. And her own ardor rose quickly. Almost
unconsciously, a hand slide down, under the band of her panties, and a
finger tip began to roam.
Heather was only aware now of the snake of a tongue, on occasion
reaching further inside than humanly possible. Her lust was in
complete control as her pussy, spasmodically gripping the probing
tongue, triggered wave after wave of pleasure. Her back tensed and
released as Judy continued. Judy knew she had to give Heather release
soon. Her own fingers were busy, pulling on her nipples, then
spreading her own wet cunt and diving into the third knuckle, her
passion rising with Heather's. The sucking sounds filled the tent.
Tish, focused with great intensity on the action, could make out
the generous swell of breasts and turgid nipples on the person
ravishing Heather and knew it was another girl. The revelation both
shocked and excited her. The pace of her own rubbing increased.
Heather was starting to shake all over. As her legs rose, Judy
felt her own passion rising to take her and began to probe Heather as
deeply as her tongue would go. Heather groaned and thrust over and
over against this snake-like muscle of pleasure. And at long last, the
orgasm took her in a massive explosion of nerves, her breath caught
and she tossed and turned. Judy, timing it nicely, plunged a third
finger into her own ready hole and released as well. Her cries muffled
in Heather's cunt, she shook and cried out with pleasure.
Neither of them were in any condition to hear the muted series of
grunts from Tish as her breath was driven out of her in her own
intense orgasm.
It was quite some time before Judy was able to rise. Standing over
Heather, she smiled and kissed her on the cheek and covered her up.
She slid her own clothes back on, and looking over at Tish, lying
quiet in her bunk, pushed the flap back and retreated to her own bunk
for a few hours of needed sleep.
The next day, two new graduate students joined the group, a guy
and a girl. The girl was very nice looking, long, blond hair, small,
pointy tits and thin waist, swelling hips. The next day after that was
Heather's day off and normally would have had the camp to herself to
rest, relax, sleep, read, or whatever. Today, though, the new girl,
Linda stayed behind and as the morning wore on, they began to get to
know each other.
"Actually, I'm studying the changing sexual habits of students on
campus."
"How do you do that, watch?"
Linda laughed. "No, just give surveys and study the statistics.
Masters and Johnson I'm not."
"What kind of questions do you ask?"
"The usual stuff. Are you a virgin, how often do you have sex.
What is your sexual preference. Types of sex."
"You must hear some interesting answers."
"From time to time. I'm always surprised by who gives the more
fringe answers, though. I've learned you can't always judge the
package by the cover." She looked Heather up and down slowly.
Heather asked. "And what does my cover tell you?"
Linda paused. "Well, its a VERY nice cover. I'd say, since you
dress conservatively, you tend to be pretty straight in most
respects."
"Can I take the survey?"
"Sure, I'll get one from my tent. It takes about an hour." They
went over to Heather's tent and sat in the shade. Linda was right, the
questions were pretty straightforward, but soon they began to hit
snags.
"Have you every been to a sex club?"
Heather's answer brought her up short. "For men or women?" "Women?
You mean women only?"
"Women only."
"I've never heard of such a thing. Have you been to one?" "I
thought you were asking the questions here."
Linda blushed and they both laughed.
"Yes, I have."
Now Linda was really curious.
"Well, I am sworn not to every tell any details about who goes and
where it is, but, let's just say that I know a friend's Aunt with
unconventional needs and she's a member. She's made sure I got to
experience some of the better things in life. I was eighteen, a
freshman, and she asked me and her niece to go with her."
"And?"
"Well, it was a night to remember, I can tell you that." "Did you
like it?" The very thought of such a place got Linda aroused.
"To be honest, I loved it. They pamper you and do everything they
can think of to get you hot and bothered and keep you that way all
night. You have a partner, a woman, for the evening, and she attends
to your every need. And I mean every need, if you know what I mean,
even ones you never thought you had before you let them get their
hands, and other things, on you.
"And what were your needs?"
"I needed to get off in a major way within fifteen minutes of
walking in. And did they ever get me to cum. Hell, once I came in my
shorts just walking down the hall to go back to the porn movie." The
very memory of the night had Heather aroused as well, her nipples
extending and pushing her top up in two points. They both spotted each
others obvious signs of arousal and grinned at each other.
"Um, let's get back to the survey."
"OK, we definitely want to get finished."
"Do you masturbate?"
"Yes."
"Do you use any mechanical or passive aids?"
"Yes, and electronic, too."
"Electronic?" Linda paused again.
"Well, it would take to long to explain, and I don't have any of
that stuff out here, but there are some unbelievable products out
there, if you know who to contact."
"Describe the aids you use."
"We could be here all day. Why don't I just show you and you can
make notes?"
"I don't normally ask to see...."
"That's OK, I have them right here."
With that, she pulled a medium-size bag out from under the cot and
began to lay out the many devices she had with her. Linda was stunned
and very aroused to see the variety of fucking gear Heather owned.
And apparently used quite frequently. She had occasionally rubbed
herself with objects
in the room around her, but nothing even remotely close to this.
"I see you like my toys." Linda's nipples were rock hard under her
tight T-shirt, standing on top of her cone-shaped boobs, the were up
and proud.
"God, yes. I've never seen anything like this stuff." Her hand
reached out, shaking slightly, then hesitated. "Can I touch it?"
"Sure."
Each piece was handled and Heather explained its use. When they
came to the enormous double dildo, Linda picked up its considerable
weight and whispered, "God, this monster would rip you open."
"No, in spite of what you see, it actually... Well, beside size,
this honey has more surprises in it than you can imagine. To get it
in, you squeeze it down to be narrow on one end and then let it expand
inside for a nice tight, well, expanding fit. Then your partner does
the same thing. The fluid goes to the other end and then the fun
really begins. The fluid inside has all sorts of other special
properties. The heat inside also makes it swell up some more. It then
fits real tight, every nook and cranny, if you know what I mean, and
the feelings and movement inside each partner are transmitted to the
other."
Linda found herself hot as she continued to fondle the device. She
was imagining what it would feel like. Squeezing one end, she felt the
other end instantly swell in response. She could imagine what this
must feel like inside. She felt her pussy go wet and she looked down
and her nipples were still hard. She finally looked over at Heather.
She had been watching her reaction to the dong and her description
of how it was used. Heather licked her lips and decided to take a
chance. She reached over and took the tool from Linda and began to rub
it up Linda's arm. Linda trembled, but did nothing to stop Heather as
their eyes locked.
"The only way to really understand what I mean is to try it." The
black head moved over the tight nipple and down, and over to the other
tit, the tingles shooting to Linda's pussy, already very, very damp.
Linda had never made it with a woman, but had often wondered how it
would be.
Heather moved close and kissed her. Placing the tool on the cot,
she moved back to Linda and took off her top. Freeing her own swollen
rack, she put her hands around Linda's waist and drew her to her.
Linda's hard points pressed into Heather's and then the breasts
flattened into each other, pressing back firmly onto each rib cage.
The pressure was delightful.
Tongues merged and soon Linda was breathless. With the sensuous
kiss, all her reservations fled and she gave herself to this lusty
woman.
Heather took the lead and peeled Linda's slacks and bikini
underwear, then her own. They merged back together, pussies grinding
on each other. Linda was groaning at the contact of her erect clit on
the thick mat of hair.
Heather led Linda to the cot and removed a blanket, then arranged
Linda on her back on one end the blanket on the floor. Spreading her
legs, she picked up the tool and made one end very slim. Linda closed
her eyes as Heather, working very slowly and gradually, inserted the
now slim head inside, and, with slight in and out movements, worked
six inches inside. Linda's fingers traced the thick tool as she took
it, moaning slightly as her pussy expanded to take the invader. This
was more than Linda had ever experienced and her hips were bucking on
the tool.
"Now me. We lay apart with our legs inside each other, and the
tool joining us. Our pussies do all the work."
Heather squeezed very gently on the tool and Linda instantly felt
the swelling fullness stretch her cunt even more. Deep inside, the
bulbous head began to regain its size and Linda groaned a deep groan
as her belly rippled with passion, stretched with every nerve on fire.
Heather moved into position, and the her head of the tool popped
inside her slick cunt. Her hand shaking as she lay down, and very
gradually inched down until their pussies were still six inches apart,
with the swollen member now joining them.
Linda felt the pulses of Heather as her stretched cunt spasmed and
clenched the swelling dong. Her own pussy reacted and the pattern
established itself. Linda felt her passion rise and rise, with the
swelling dong stretching and teasing her, every nerve in her cunt now
protesting and exploding. As the minutes went by, both girls moved
deep in the heat of this fuck, hips twitching and their pussies, full
and wet, becoming more and more spasmodic. And they twitched on as the
dong worked in deeper and deeper, the six inches becoming five, then
four, gradually disappearing. Now the pussy lips, slick with cum,
pressed against each other and added their sensations to the
accelerating pace. Moans and cries of pleasure filled the tent. Their
fingers intertwined and they pulled on each other to thrust. Linda
could take no more and her babbling increased. "Oh, God. It is
sooooooo good. Good. God. Good. Oh, fuck. Fuck me. Yes. Yes. I need to
cum. I. cum. Cum. cum. YES! YES!. Ungh! UNGH! " She came in a wave of
spasms that drove the breath from her. Her pussy clenched the tool
with a tight spasm and the shock hit Heather's stretched and lust
filled cunt and her orgasm took her as well in a loud groan that
joined in with Linda's shouts.
As the passion receded, Heather kept Linda, exhausted from the
intensity of her orgasm, in position. Stretched and full, they lay
there, trembling. After several minutes, Heather's pussy spasmed again
in ripples of intense passion and gripped the dong. Linda's tortured
cunt, to her surprise, answered with a sharp squeeze of its own. Five
minutes later, they began to build up the pattern and the moaning
began again. It was over an hour later when, sweaty and exhausted,
they slowly uncoupled and embraced. The rest of the time of Linda's
stay in the camp, she would stop by and borrow various items for her
research, including, from time to time, Heather herself. She left camp
an expert in her field.
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