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HEATHER AND HER ADVENTURES  PART 17a  BY "RAMAPO"

     The morning dawned bright and clear. Paula gave Heather a hug and
they bolted a quick breakfast, then went out to take care of livestock
and  lock  up  the  ranch. By mid-morning, Paula had  rounded  up  the
requested items and gassed up the Jeep, and they were on their way  up
a winding trail through the land behind the house. It was over an hour
before  they  entered a woods and finally came out along  a  beautiful
lake. They followed the trail and swung along the lake until they went
a  short way up a hill and came upon a beautiful, two-story, unpainted
large summer house, with wrap-around porches. As they pulled into  the
yard and parked the Jeep along side two other vehicles, a petite woman
with very short brown hair waved from the front door.
     "That's Amy. She's my cousin. My other Aunt, Monica, will show up
sometime.  Probably off with the guests somewhere.  Let  me  introduce
you."
     The introductions were cordial, with Amy being very friendly  and
smiling. Only in her early forties, she was much younger than  Heather
had  expected.  And very pretty, too. Trim figure, she was  wearing  a
skimpy halter top and short shorts. She had a deep tan that could only
have been gotten from nude sunbathing.
     Amy  sent Paula off with a wave to find Monica, who was somewhere
down on the lake fishing, and invited Heather in for a cup of coffee.
     The  house inside was laid out with a large common area that  was
dominated with a huge stone fireplace on one end, door leading off  to
several  side  rooms on two walls, and an upstairs balcony  that  went
around three sides of the house, with doors along each wall.
    "Paula can give you the tour later."
    "This is very beautiful."
     "Thank you, we try to make it comfortable and make it a home away
from home."
     Coffee in hand, they settled into a large sofa near the fireplace
and  Amy  spent the next hour talking with Heather, finding out  about
her family and friends, her studies, and her views on various things.
     "Well, you have told me a lot about yourself, so I'm going to let
you in some important things you need to know about Paula, and her two
Aunts.  As you know, we are not really her Aunts, but when her parents
died in a car accident, I was at their house and only then did we find
out  that  I  was the closed living relative who could take  her."  "I
never  expected to have a family to raise, but I took Paula and  moved
out here to the ranch. I guess you must have guessed that Monica is my
lover.  Anyway, we have raised her and I believe that she  has  turned
out  to  be  a  quite beautiful, honest and open individual.  How  her
sexual  preference turns out is totally up to her, as we  have  always
been  careful  not  to  push  here one  way  or  the  other,  just  be
understanding  that not all people are automatically one  was  or  the
other. Some," she smiled, "decide not to decide and enjoy both sexes."
"Now  about this cabin. Out here in Montana, people who find out  they
are  gay or bi-sexual have a very rough time, particularly the  women.
This is a very conservative society, and being so few people, everyone
seems  to know everyone else's business, so privacy is almost  out  of
the question. When Monica and I first arrived, we worked very hard  to
get  established  as two straights with a young baby.  We  both  dated
around a lot with the local men, but never let things go very far with
any  one person. Got reputations for being down right picky about  our
men."
     "But we got invited to lots of parties and picnics and by and by,
got to know many of the women and wives. And discovered that there was
quite a secret gay and bi-sexual society out here among the women, but
almost  never  did any of them have a chance to act on their  desires.
They  were all very much in the closet. Hell, if they ever got caught,
they  probably would have been killed." "So, Monica and I set  out  to
give them a chance to safely get some action. We bought this piece  of
land  and  had this cabin built by builders from well outside  of  the
area.  Then, we set out to supply it with all the things that a person
might like to have around, depending on their tastes. And after it was
here  and we had used it ourselves for a year, we decided it was  time
to  run  our  first  test. We had a little dinner one  night  for  two
friends  who  we knew were gay or bi-sexual and after dinner,  we  sat
them  down  and  very  frankly told them what we had  in  mind.  Total
secrecy,  everyone else willing to help plan the covers,  the  way  we
would get the place reserved in secret, and the rules of the road."
     "They  were amazed and were so excited. We planned an outing  for
them  to see the place, and they decided to take the chance. Over  the
years, we have had quite a few ladies in on the secret, who help  each
other  have a night out, so to speak. Right now, there are two friends
here  who spent the weekend and decided to stay an extra day.  I  have
asked  them to stay down by the lake until you and I have had a chance
to talk. And now I have to ask you, can I trust you to keep our secret
and  protect what we have here? I'm not asking you to leave,  or  have
relations with anyone here, but it is important for their safety  that
I know how to proceed."
    "I think it is wonderful that you have done this for everyone, and
risked your own situation to help all these people. I give you my word
that as far as I'm ever concerned, all I know about this place is that
you come up here to fish, swim, and read."
    Amy gave her a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Paula
said  you  were  a real find. She's very taken with you,  I  hope  you
realize?"
    "Well, she has a way of getting under my skin, too."
    Amy laughed. "Paula and her toys. Which one was it last night?"
    "Some kind of long tool, wider at one end. You put it in your rear
and then it starts to wiggle and move..."
    "She really likes you dear. That is something she reserves for her
exclusive use up here when she is alone. At least up till now."
     "What do you call this place?" They walked out on the front porch
and  Amy  placed  a  colorful flag in a holder. It  fluttered  in  the
breeze.
    "We haven't named it so far, have you a suggestion?"
    "How about, 'Hole in the Wall'"
     Amy  laughed.  "Well,  that's one of  the  better  ones  so  far.
Personally, I always said that if we built it, they would come."
    Heather laughed. "I'll bet they do."
     Amy  smiled  back. "You bet they do. And that leads  me  to  rule
number  two: You wash all you own bedding till it's spotless,  or  you
replace it."
    "What's rule number one?"
    "Come again."
     Up  the walk were four people approaching the cabin from down  by
the lake. The first was a blond in her mid-thirties, nice tan and long
legs. She looked up and waved a greeting. The other walking along side
her  was  a little older, around forty. She had jet black hair,  long,
pulled back in a pony tail. Her face was pleasant, with weather  lines
from  hours in the sun. She had a large boned frame and walked with  a
purposeful stride.
     Amy took the lead, as the blond came up the steps. "Karen, I want
to introduce you to Heather, a new friend of Paula's who's come up for
a  few days. Heather is from the bone dig over on the bluff. You know,
they got stranded by the weather last night."
    Karen smiled again and said, "Hi!" She seemed nice. But quiet. The
other woman had come up the stairs one step behind Karen and stuck out
her  hand  and  said, "Caught the name Heather, right?  Mine's  Bonny.
Always a pleasure to see a new face up here." As she said it, she  was
staring at Heather's ample bosom quite openly."
     Amy  headed her off. "Now Bonny, Heather is only here for  a  few
days  with Paula, and then will be off to the dig or back to school  I
imagine.  I  think  we can allow her some quiet and  relaxation."  Now
coming  up  the stairs with her arm around Paula's waist  was  a  very
delightful  looking  woman,  also in her  early  forties.  She  had  a
striking  figure, well shown off in a two piece sun outfit.  "Heather,
this is Monica."
    "Well, hello everyone. I'm so glad to meet you all," Heather said.
     A  bell  went  off  and Amy went inside while everyone  else  was
chatting away. She was back in a minute.
     "OK,  we  have  a  bit of a problem. Bonny's husband  called  the
Stevenson's and said he'd stop over there for dinner on his  way  home
from  the  airport. I figure you can just make it. I know you've  only
just  arrived, but Paula, would you do the honors and do the  driving.
Heather can keep you company."
     In minutes, Bonny and Karen were in the back of a new Toyota off-
road  vehicle with Paula driving and Heather riding shotgun. They went
out  a completely different way than they came in, over a little  used
trail,  mostly  weed grown. Ten miles later, they  flashed  out  on  a
minor,  abandoned  back  road and took off at high  speed  toward  the
setting sun. An hour later, they reached the outskirts of a small town
and  Paula finally slowed from the blistering pace. They turned  up  a
side  street  and went along slowly past a small white  framed  house.
Bonny,  who  had  been very nervous the entire trip  and  very  quiet,
suddenly let out a breath of air and said, "We beat him. His car's not
here  yet. Turn around and I'm out of here." She reached up  and  gave
Paula's shoulder a squeeze. "Your lead foot saved the day again."
    In seconds, they had dropped her off and went on out of town a bit
further.  As  they  did,  a brown car went by  and  Paula  said,  "The
husband. We only just did make it." They dropped off Karen in the next
town  at  another house and turned around to leave.  The  cab  of  the
vehicle,  all  of the windows of which were darkened  with  very  dark
smoky  plastic, was lit up as Paula opened up the sun roof. They drove
along  at a slower pace, hair flying around wildly in the air.  Paula,
turning on the radio, suddenly grinned and said, "Hey, let's have some
fun."  And with that, she let go of the wheel and pulled her top  over
her  head. Her large tits, spilling out of the hardly needed bra, were
jiggling in the bouncing vehicle. A quick reach behind her and the bra
fell  away  and  the  delicious boobs bobbed free. Heather  remembered
their  firm  succulence  the  previous night  and  felt  herself  grow
aroused.
    "You too, baby."
     "Somebody  might see and we'll get arrested." Heather protested."
But she was tempted, nonetheless.
     "Not in here. That's why I had the windows darkened. Come on, get
naked.  Here." She was reaching over, brazenly unbuttoning her blouse.
Her   hand  slipped  inside  and  slid  down  inside  the  bra,  still
restraining the right breast, and squeezed the nipple gently.  It  was
all the reminding Heather needed.
    "OK, OK, but you keep your eyes on the road." Her top and bra fell
to  the  floor and she thrilled to the thought of riding with the  sun
and  wind  streaming in through the sunroof. In the distance,  another
vehicle  could  be  seen  approaching and she  sat  still,  intent  on
catching the driver's reaction to their splendid state of undress. But
the  other  car went by and the driver, a man, never even  turned  his
head.
    "You're right, they can't see us." Heather said and relaxed a bit.
     "But  I  can.  Come over here and let me get my  hands  on  those
beautiful babies."
    Heather slid over and her thigh pressed against Paula's. Paula put
the  truck  on  cruise  control  and lifted  her  right  leg  up  over
Heather's,  opening  up  her box to the wind  and  rotating  her  body
slightly  to the right. Her firm breast pressed on Heather's arm.  She
slid  her  right arm around Heather's shoulders and her  hand  reached
down  and  long fingers began to stroke Heather's breast  and  nipple,
already standing up from the friction from her hair whipping around it
and  the  cool  air  spilling in and over  the  sun-heated  skin.  The
sensations  were powerful and she soon gave herself to the  sensations
of  lust  and  fire that began to course through her  body.  Her  eyes
closed and a low moan escaped her now open mouth.
    Her immediate arousal heightened Paula's already aggressive attack
on  Heather and her hand stoked, pushed, and pulled the turgid  peaks.
Heather was panting now, coming into real, undeniable heat.
    "Ohhhh... Good.. Nice... Yes. Pinch it. Ow! Shit. Oh, that's good.
More.  I'm so ready. Oh, I need it. Please. I need it. Stop the truck.
I  need  to  cum. Please.. Ohhhhh." Several miles passed as  Heather's
passion continued to build and Paula helped herself to the lusty body,
topless on the seat next to her. Heather's passion was driving her own
body to respond, and she felt herself lubricate.
    "Do you want it?" She whispered in Heather's ear.
     "Oh,  yes.  I  want it. I need it. Stop. Hurry.  Stop.  Fuck  me.
Ohhhh... Ummmmmmm."
     "Let's  wait  till  we  get back to the cabin...",  Paula  teased
Heather.
    "No. Now. Do me. Please. Oh, God, I'm so hot and ready. Do me."
    "Pull down your shorts and get ready."
     Heather did as she was told, her hands popped the button and  the
zipper  screamed as she pulled them down and off her  hips.  Her  foot
tossed  them  against the cab window. Her panties  followed  a  second
later.  The crotch, darkly stained with the wet of her cum, added  its
own  musk  to the atmosphere in the cabin as the wind spun around  and
around. But the truck wasn't slowing and Heather pleaded again.  Paula
had another idea. "We can do this while I drive. Stand on the car seat
out  through the sunroof, facing the back. I'll slide over a  bit  and
it'll be a perfect fit."
     And Heather, alarmed at the suggestion of being so openly exposed
to  the world, began to protest, but the stroking, squeezing hand, and
her  own  need to get off overcame her protests and after another  few
seconds,  she  emerged from the sunroof. No cars were visible  in  any
direction for many, many miles. Paula had slowed the truck down  quite
a  bit.  By  standing a bit sideways, facing the driver, and spreading
her  legs, she presented an open target to Paula's eager tongue. Paula
slid over and, after first making sure she could see and steer safely,
guided  Heather's  left leg over her shoulder and began  to  lick  the
sopping quim at her ready lips. The taste was delicious and she worked
her tongue deeper and deeper into the ready cunt at her mouth.
     Heather, wind-whipped and nervous, felt the guiding hand  on  her
leg,  raising it over the waiting shoulder. The rasp of Paul's probing
tongue  cut  off all other observations as her clit, already  inflamed
from  an hour of constant arousal, now felt the heat and grip of  this
randy organ, sending shocks up her back. Her hips bucked and tried  to
drive  the  organ deeper into her box. Her breasts were  mountains  of
pleasure  as the wind pulled at the nipples and they bounced with  the
motion  of  the truck. The tight skin pulled on the nipples  and  fire
spread across her chest and down her belly.
     In  only a few miles, she built up and rushed to orgasm. Her  leg
tightened  behind Paula's back, pulling the head into her crotch.  She
involuntarily  bent  backwards, eyes closed, her hands,  slid  up  her
lower  body  and  came  up under her engorged breasts,  cupping  them,
lifting  them,  and gripping the nipples savagely as the  orgasm  took
her. Her wild, pleasure cries were carried away on the wind and across
the open prairie on each side of the truck.
     Paula, struggled to see and steer as the leg pushed her face deep
into  the  steamy crotch, but she knew from the unrestrained twitching
and  bucking Heather was about to cum. Her right hand, till now behind
the  small of Heather's back, traveled downward and the middle  finger
dipped  into  Heather's honey pot and became slick  with  the  copious
flow. It was withdrawn and Heather jerked again as it slid slowly, but
firmly  into  her  ass. It stayed there, wiggling and  adding  to  her
uncontrolled spasms, her hips jerking in reaction, driving the probing
tongue deeper into her pussy. In seconds, another orgasm followed  the
first,  driving  her breath from her. Minutes later,  her  head  still
spinning  and her nerves still tingling from the explosive release  of
sexual  tension, she slowly slid back into the cab and lay propped  up
against  Paula, groaning and moaning. Her head in Paula's lap,  slowly
the  passion ebbed. Paula stroked her hair and back, her right  breast
pressing  down  gently  over the side of Heather's  face.  As  Heather
became more settled, she turned on her back and sucked the pointed tip
into her hot mouth and began to gently wash the growing point with her
saliva  and tongue. Paula felt the warm sensation and the rasp of  the
tongue and her own lust began to rise strongly again.
    Her voice was husky. "Shit. Hey, baby, we're almost at the turn-in
and I'm going to need to actually drive if we're going to get back  to
the  camp  in one piece." The gently sucking continued, then,  Heather
stopped  and sat up beside her. Still naked, she fondled the  jiggling
boobs  as  the  truck wound up through the hills. Just  short  of  the
cabin,  they halted long enough to put their clothes back on, although
the bras remained off.
     Parking the truck in the garage, they gave each other a big,  wet
French kiss, finally stopping when both became breathless.

HEATHER AND HER ADVENTURES  PART 17b  BY "RAMAPO"

    They discovered the cabin locked and empty. Paula found the hidden
key  and  let them in. A note on the table from Monica said that  they
had a call from the ranch and had to go back to take care of business.
They  hoped  they stay a few days and enjoy themselves and  would  see
them both later in the week. So they had the cabin to themselves. They
gave  each other a big grin and headed off to get some dinner. It  had
been  morning  since either had eaten anything (with the exception  of
Paula,  as  she  reminded Heather with a wicked grin)  and  they  were
starved.
     After dinner, Paula gave Heather the grand tour of the cabin  and
the  lake.  The cabin was very beautifully equipped, with very  large,
airy  bedrooms  with king sized beds. A large, very well sound-proofed
electric  generator provided power without noise. The basement  had  a
fully equipped workout room. After the and cleaning up, they went  out
on  the  porch and sat on a swing and watched the stars come out.  The
evening  air  was much cooler now, and the very gentle breeze  rustled
the  leaves  in the treetops from time to time. Heather finally  moved
over to a chair and put her feet up on the rail. Paula moved over next
to  her  and  perched on the high railing, feet on the deck.  As  they
talked,  Heather began running her long fingernails up  and  down  the
inside  of  Paula's long leg. Over time, the gentle  trace  raised  an
urgent need in Paula to have it go higher and higher. She shifted  her
legs  apart,  pressing the right one tightly against Heather's  thigh,
opening  up  access to her honey pot. In the darkness,  Heather  could
hear  her  breathing  grow more and more ragged  as  her  caress  went
higher.  She  finally stopped just a fraction short of direct  contact
with the now very sensitive nerves, pulsating against the tight fabric
of her panties.
     Not shy, she simply stepped out of her shorts and peeled off  the
panties and said, "Higher. Do me. I need you to stroke me and  eat  me
and  fuck  me. Please, hurry. I've wanted you to do me ever since  the
truck  ride." She sighed as an index finger traced the outline of  her
black, full bush, then, after some tentative probes, eased inside  her
to the hilt. The finger pressed, turned, pressed, withdrew and began a
slow,  tantalizing fuck as her cum began to flow like a faucet.  Paula
was  groaning  now.  A second finger joined the first,  spreading  the
pussy  wider,  demanding  and getting entrance.  Then,  a  third.  The
groaning became a eager monologue of passion.
     "Yessssss. Oh, God. That's so GOOD! Deeper. Yes. Fuck it. Fuck my
needy  hole. Ohhhhhhhh...YESSSSSSS!!!" She was shouting now, her  hips
bouncing  on the railing, an arm around a porch post for support.  Her
head  was  back,  hair  falling out and down  behind  her  head,  body
shaking.  Heather  leaned forward and knelt between Paula's  legs  and
smoothly  replaced her plunging fingers with her tongue,  sweeping  up
the  torrent  of  cum  pouring from the lust of this  sweet  box,  and
probing  inside, driving Paula up, higher and higher. Her orgasm  took
her in an intense grip, and stars exploded in her brain.
     "OH!  LICK  IT!  SUCK  IT! LICK! SUCK! FUCK!  FUCK!  SHIT!  SHIT!
IMGOINGIMGOINGGGGGGGG....!!!!!  The  last  one  continuous  shout   of
glorious passion and lust as she shook and trembled.
     After  that send off, they sat together on the porch for  awhile,
then  headed for bed. Heather's room was upstairs on the opposite side
from  the  one  Paula would be using, they waved good  night  and  she
closed  the  door. Able to take in the room with more  time,  she  was
surprised  to  find that it was fully equipped with a VCR,  television
fed from a satellite dish on the roof which she hadn't noticed either,
a good selection of books and VCR's, and a note reminding the occupant
that  a full library of books and films was available off the basement
and to return anything she took out before she left.
     A bit tired, she took a shower, letting the water cascade off her
back  for  a  while, then toweled down and returned to  the  room  and
slipped into a plain cotton nightgown left on the foot of the bed.  It
fit  very well, but didn't do anything for her shape. She turned  down
the  sheets and killed the lights, sliding into bed. AS she placed her
head  on the pillow, she felt a hard object underneath, and pulled  it
out.  Turning  on the light, she found a VCR with a note attached.  It
was from Monica.
     "Sorry  we  never  got a chance to talk. A friend  in  the  movie
business  sent this along the other day and I think you'll  enjoy  it.
Let  me know what you think.- Monica" The note said. The title on  the
film  was  "The Best Laid Plans." Curious, she slid the film into  the
VCR  and  started up the TV, adjusting the sound lower, she remembered
Paula  telling her the rooms were sound-proofed. "You could  shoot  an
elephant  in there and no one would hear the gun" were the  words  she
had used. She killed the lights again and the film started.
     The  scene  was a very nicely furnished business ante-room,  with
several  hardback,  stuffed  chairs,  side  tables  with  coffee   and
refreshments  on one side of the room and other tables with  brochures
and  other papers on the other. As the camera panned the room, a  door
at  one  end  opened and several women entered, dressed in  very  nice
business attire, chatting as they walked in. The stopped at the  table
and  got  some  pamphlets  and moved over to a  corner.  Other  people
entered,   all   young  women,  very  smartly  dressed   and   slowly,
approximately twenty people filled the room. One of the women, a blond
with  long, curly hair in a pale suit, moved around the room, checking
on  everything and speaking briefly to everyone. As she moved away  to
the  table  with  the coffee on it, the doors opened again  and  three
women  entered,  the camera moving in for closer  shots.  Two  of  the
women,  very pretty, we a little older than the rest and the  rest  of
the  room  watched them out of the corner's of their eyes. These  were
clearly  the boss and a client. The boss began introducing  the  woman
around the room with brief introductions. The other woman, dressed  in
a  very  conservative dark outfit, with a single long, dark  braid  of
shiny hair, followed behind, introducing herself behind her boss.  She
was  the administrative aide to the client, who was doing her best  to
avoid  her.  Finally, the aide, standing by herself looking  a  little
indecisive for a moment, turned and went over toward the coffee table,
coming  up  along  side the blond, who did not look over.  The  camera
moved  to the other side of the table and for the first time, the  two
women were seen close up.
    The brunette spoke first. "You are supposed to have some package."
She poured and stirred her coffee.
     The blond smiled and turned. Even the suit couldn't hide the very
full  figure.  The  blouse  gaped strategically  in  front,  revealing
striking cleavage.
     "Nice of you to say so. I'm afraid you have me at a disadvantage.
Hello, I'm Tina."
     The  brunette turned and started to say, "No, I mean.." her  eyes
fell  on  the  swelling bosom, long neck and beautiful  face  and  she
stammered.  Finally looking up, she said, "I meant, they  told  me  to
pick up a package from you. I'm Sue, Miss Locklear's assistant."
     Tina's  face was suddenly serious. "I have to talk to you  during
the break. Remember, I'm on channel 15 and the code is 'Snatch'.
     Just then, another door opened and they all went into a darkened,
very plush high tech briefing room. Each person had a very plush, high
sided leather seat that they sank back into, almost completely out  of
view of anyone else in the room. Small monitors on arms could be swung
in  to only they could see the screen. A small key pad was attached to
each  arm of the chair, with one-half of the entire keyboard  on  each
pad.  You  could  type without moving your hands. Tina  stood  up  and
welcomed everybody, then gave them a quick run down on the working  of
the equipment.
     "We  will  be  giving  you a full briefing on  the  services  and
benefits  for  doing  business with our firm.  We  hope  you  find  it
stimulating."
     She  resumed her seat and the light dimmed further  and  a  large
screen at the front of the room began to play an intro film. She  kept
watch  on her monitor and about ten minutes into the droning pitch,  a
single word suddenly appeared.
    "Tina?"
    "Yes. Sue?"
    "Yes?"
    "I know you are in trouble."
    "What do you mean?"
     "I  know about the tape Locklear has of you and your - friend.  I
know she is using it to pressure you."
    "How.."
    "We have sources."
    "OK, what do you want?"
     "Aside from a good look at you without the jacket, I think I  can
help you."
    "I don't think anyone can help me."
    "Look, talk to me at the break. I can explain. Believe me, this is
your lucky day."
     The  screen stopped blinking and the movie faded to a scene  with
everyone  coming out of the room for a break. After a bit,  Tina  came
over  to  Sue and Miss Locklear in the corner and offered to show  Sue
how  the multi-media room operated. They went back inside the briefing
room.
     Tina  pulled her up to the front of the room and started  talking
fast.  "Just listen. Your boss got my boss to set up this  session  so
they could film a porn show in here. My boss has hired a female hooker
to come in later in the show, under the table when no one can see, and
do  a job on Locklear. They have the cameras set up to film everyone's
reaction  to her getting off, especially you. She wants it as  a  keep
sake.  Likes to know others are watching. My boss is going to  keep  a
copy  of the tape and blackmail Locklear for the business. To  add  to
the excitement, she's having Locklear's coffee or whatever spiked with
a  drug that will get her really aroused and believe me, when it  hits
her,  they could burn the building down around her and she would still
want  it. When I did the background on your company, I ran across some
things  that  didn't add up and did some more digging  and  found  out
she's got you under her thumb. It pissed me off, since they were going
to film me as well. So, if you are in, here's my plan."
     "I've  got the cameras set up to film everyone but us two.  After
the  incident is over, I have to go to the recording room upstairs and
make a quick copy of the tape for my boss to give to Locklear and give
the  master to my boss. Well, we'll just run off two extra copies  for
us."
     "You've  got  to be kidding. In front of all these  people  she's
going to let..."
     "Honey, when that shit hits her system, she's going to be begging
anything that moves to do her. Sue, are you in with me? I'll need your
help to make the copies so there won't be a delay."
    People began walking back into the room. Tina began talking louder
about  a  few technical things on one of the keypads. Sue  nodded  her
head  and said, "I think I understand. Thank you for sharing all  that
with me. It'll take a few moments to take this all in and know what to
do."
     Tina replied, "If there is anything I can do to help you, let  me
know."  In  a low voice she said. "15 Snatch, I'll be waiting  for  an
answer." She touched the woman's arm. "Seize the moment, baby. Go  for
it."
     Sue headed for her seat and Tina ducked outside and ran into  the
assistant who's job it was to spike Locklear's coffee.
    "How'd that go? Mission accomplished?"
"No problem, just before you all took your break, I spiked the coffee,
just like she said. Put the whole bottle in, just to be sure!"
     "Not the whole pot of coffee! Oh, my God!" Her mind raced and she
realized  she had had a cup of coffee during the break. It would  only
be  a  short while before she too would feel the effects of the  drug.
Things were not going well.
     Back  in her seat, there was a message from Sue. "We have  a  big
problem. Locklear sent me a note saying she had the coffee spiked with
a sex drug to see what everybody's reaction will be during the meeting
and to take notes for future use! I had two cups during the break."
     Tina  didn't  have the heart to tell her it was  worse  than  she
thought. The briefing went on.
     It  was  the first flush of heat that flushed her face and  chest
that  told her the drug was hitting. A mild feeling of arousal was  an
added  effect  and  within moments, she felt  a  growing  need  to  be
aroused. Her nipples rose and pushed her blouse up in distinct points.
Nipples  that  needed  to  be  squeezed  and  stroked.  Her  hand  was
involuntarily reaching up, cupping the breast, long fingertip  sliding
up and around the hard tip, probing and tweaking the tender flesh. The
friction sent a flame up her spine and she gave a slight gasp.
    Across the way, Sue was in even worse straits. Her head was pushed
back  into the plush chair, mouth slightly open, and her top  was  now
unbuttoned,  with  a hand boldly slipped inside her blouse,  a  nipple
firmly  grasped and being worked. Her body was pulsing in reaction  to
the  stimulation. Her other hand was tracing the inside of her  thigh,
pushing her skirt up higher and higher.

HEATHER AND HER ADVENTURES  PART 17c  BY "RAMAPO"

     As another minute went by, everyone in the room was squirming  in
their  chairs, out of sight of the others. One girl pulled her  blouse
open  and  popped  a firm breast out of its cup and kneaded  the  firm
flesh  in strong, urgent pulls. Her eyes were closed and her face  was
flushed with passion.
     A  loud  groan  filled the air. Hardly anyone noticed.  Tina  was
gripping the edge of her chair, fighting the reaction. She had to hold
on  till  this was over and get that film. A note appeared, "Hold  on,
don't give in to it. I'll be right back."
     Sue  was in a bad way. A very controlled person, she was  sitting
very  still, eyes half closed, and kept licking her lips.  Her  blouse
was  open  and her nice chest almost exposed, but she was starring  at
the message from Tina and gripped the chair harder.
     Tina  slipped  outside and found a small woman, slim  figure  and
short  hair, waiting, sipping a cup of coffee. "Are you Carolyn?"  The
woman  nodded.  Tina was starring at the cup of coffee. "Nice  coffee,
it's my second cup!" Tina rolled her eyes and asked "Do you understand
your instructions?"
     "Well, I'm supposed to slip into the room and get under the table
and  then  lap up this woman until she cums, right? You want  lots  of
noise, or just do her quick?"
     "Lots of noise. Make her beg to be finished. As out of control as
you  can  manage. Here is your fee. Cash, small bills as you asked.  I
slipped another thousand in there." The woman's eyes widened.
     "I'm counting on you to make this woman give us a real show.  She
wanted  to  put  the screws on everybody else, but we're  turning  the
tables on her and screwing her instead."
    "Well, sounds like fun. Let's get started."
     Tina gave her directions on who was sitting where, and went  back
into  the  room and resumed her seat. A minute later, the door  opened
briefly and closed. No one noticed.
     Tina  tapped a couple of keys and the video picture  of  Locklear
appeared on her screen above the message area. She flashed the picture
onto  Sue's  screen as well. Sue saw the screen change  and  began  to
watch.  In  moments, you could see Locklear smile and shift around  in
her  chair, smiling. Soon, a leg lifted up over the arm of  the  chair
and  the back of a head was visible. In only seconds, her eyes  closed
and her head leaned back and her mouth opened. The head was moving and
bobbing as she worked on Locklear's plush pussy. Sue's hand moved back
inside her blouse and lifted her breast up and out of the bra cup  and
squeezed the nipple. Her eye's never left the screen.
    Her screen beeped and beeped again. A message appeared. "Follow me
outside  through the side door. We need to go to the control room.  If
you  read  this, signal OK and erase this message." Sue typed  OK  and
pushed  enter, then clear. Across the room, Tina was moving along  the
wall  and  suddenly pulled open a door that was invisible. She  looked
over at Sue, who left her chair and followed. No one was watching them
as  they  slipped out together. They went up a flight  of  stairs  and
entered  a door at the top. The small room was full of video  screens,
each  showing  different  people. The camera was  focused  closely  on
Locklear. A microphone in her chair was picking up the sounds  of  her
lust.
    "Oh. You wonderful bitch. Eat me. Please. Eat me Oh, yes. Oh." She
hissed.  "More,  more. Please. I can't stand this.  Oh."  Carolyn  was
licking  the inside of her thighs, now very wide open, both legs  over
the arms of the air. Her long tongue worked its way up to the dark mat
of hair and disappeared inside the very visible pink hole momentarily,
then  spread a slick trail of saliva and cum down the other thigh.  As
the tongue flicked inside, Locklear would jerk and moan.
    "Oh, shit. That's good. Tongue. Wet tongue. Give it to me. Tongue.
YES!  Lick  it! Deeper! Oh, God, Deep. Deep. Lick it!"  The  hiss  was
becoming  louder. Locklear's back was bent and her head was back.  The
head moved down her leg again. Her pussy was open like a flower, slick
and wet.
    Her hands pulled open her blouse and two nice breasts bounded into
view.  She  cupped them and kneaded the tight nipples. "Ungh.  Please.
cum.  I  need to cum. I have to cum. Please lick me. Yes. Yes!  YES!!!
LICK!  SUCK!! YESSSSS!!!" She was yelling now. Under Tina's  guidance,
the  camera moved down and followed the long tongue in and out of  her
hole. The lips closed over the turgid clit and pursed and sucked, then
released  the bud, licking around it. The hips jerked and thrust.  And
the head moved away again.
     Tina and Sue were spellbound, standing side by side, watching the
screen.  Tina's arm went around Sue's waist and then they  turned  and
kissed,  very  passionately. Sue's lips moved up  to  Tina's  ear  and
whispered  "My  package wants to fuck you. Please fuck me."  A  tongue
went in and around Tina's ear. Tina kept trying to control the camera,
to  keep the action in focus. Her eye's kept closing as the hot tongue
sent shivers down her spine. Hands were pulling her skirt off, pushing
it down. Then her blouse fell away and the bra followed, her two ample
breasts,  topped  with large nipples standing up like  thumbs  swaying
gently as they were released.
     Sue stepped back and her clothes fell to the floor, then she  was
back  behind Tina, her firm breasts flattened into Tina's back, Tina's
cheeks pushed into her twat, her arms encircled Tina's trim waist  and
came  up  under  the plush, full breasts and lifted and kneaded  them,
long finger nails raking the surface of the tender orbs. Tina groaned.
     "We  have  to wait. Please, we have to get this on film.  Oh,  We
can't  fuck this up now. Oh God, that's so nice. Please." Her pleading
did  nothing  to stop Sue's assault. A hand wandered down into  Tina's
bush  and  pressed and pushed the tender, swollen flesh.  Tina's  legs
separated  slightly and a finger found it's home inside to the  second
knuckle.  It  re-appeared, wet and slick from the  copious  flow,  and
disappeared in a steady rhythm.
     "Sue,  oh, God. Sue. Watch the screen." Sue came around from  the
rear  and they turned to each other and her hand went immediately back
to Tina's bush. She turned to face the screen.
    On the screen, Locklear was gasping for air, thrusting in a steady
pattern  against the tip of Carolyn's tongue, kept just  out  of  full
reach  of the hungry pussy. The tip of the tongue would brush the  top
of  the  now very visible turgid clit, and a shudder would go  through
Locklear's body. "OH. OH. OH. Shit. Crap. Shit. Oh. Oh. OH  Ah  Ah  AH
AH! AH!" Her tail was slapping the leather chair beneath her buns. Her
twat was now fully spread and Carolyn was moving her head around,  the
tongue  never touching the creamy pussy in the same place twice  in  a
row.  Locklear  moaned  over and over. Now she was  a  horny,  lustful
little  girl,  totally  under the control of  this  torture,  and  all
pretense of acting gone. "Help me. oh oh OH! I. OH. cum cum I want  to
cum I need to cum Oh SHIT!!! Please! Oh, Please!" Sue sank two fingers
in  Tina's  hole.  Tina groaned. "Oh, yes. Fuck my box."  The  fingers
worked,  in and out in a slow paced rhythm. "Ummmmmm." Her  hips  were
thrusting to meet each insertion. Her concentration was almost totally
gone as this sex pot drove her reserve from her. The heat in her belly
spread up her and she could barely stand. Her free hand traveled  over
Sue's breast and arm, then reached down and found Sue's very wet hole.
Tina's  eyes  closed and her mouth opened with a  deep  groan  as  two
fingers sank far into her, trapping the tender clit between them.
     Standing  there, fucking each other, the cries from  the  monitor
brought  their  unfocused eyes back to the screen, to a Locklear  gone
beyond pleading. Only small squeaks and gasps of air were coming  from
her,  her tail lifted high off the chair, her head was thrashing  back
and  forth,  her breath coming in explosive gasps. And  then,  Carolyn
finally  took  her  to the top, her cock-tongue sliding  deep  inside,
working  and  plunging  in and out in a rapid  fashion.  "Coming.  I'm
Coming. OHohOHohOHohOOOOOOOOOOImCOMMMMMMMMMMMMMM....!! It ended  in  a
long drawn out shout. Her hands back behind the top of the chair,  her
pussy thrust over and over into the waiting, driving, hungry mouth  of
Carolyn.  And then, as her body shuddered several times, she  fainted.
Carolyn made a big production out of licking up the steady flow of cum
pouring from the quivering pussy. Heather's hand had reached down  and
a  long  middle  finger was working its way in  and  out  of  her  now
slippery  cunt. The torrid sex on the screen, obviously not faked  and
beautifully  photographed, had quickly aroused her, in  spite  of  how
tired  she had felt only minutes before. Her clit was reaching up  and
out  between  the  slick pussy lips. The back of her  thumb  began  to
stroke its underside as it rose steadily, reaching several inches  and
tingling.  She  began to shudder and felt her chest  tighten.  Another
finger  joined  the first as she fought to keep her attention  on  the
screen.
     On  the screen, Tina and Sue were kissing in a deep, messy,  very
wet  French  kiss  as  their fingers continued to pump  their  passion
higher.  Tina broke free with a gasp and turned to the equipment.  Sue
slid  her tongue into Tina's ear as Tina slid a blank tape in  a  copy
unit and backed up the first tape. As she did so, Sue moved behind her
and  her hand went down, a thumb pushing the cheeks aside, and fingers
finding  a  home  once  again, thumb resting on top  of  the  puckered
asshole.  Tina  moaned loudly and leaned over the  console,  her  butt
projecting  and  her legs far apart. As the camera rolled,  the  thumb
pressed and retreated, sloppy fingers trailing wet cum onto the tender
hole,  and the thumb returned, pressing down and disappearing  to  the
first  knuckle. Tina whimpered. "Oh! It hurts a little. OH. OH!!"  The
thumb went in to the hilt and was beginning to flex and turn a little.
The  other fingers went deep into the waiting pussy and began to  pump
harder and faster. Tina was in ecstasy as she shook and trembled  from
the  lust  racing  through  her body. Sue's hand  continued  to  pump.
Somehow, Tina reached out and started the first tape copy running.
    "My God, I'm going to CUMMMMMMM!!!!!!!" She bucked and the probing
hand  worked  hard and fast. A flood of cum ran down the soaked  lips.
Sue  slid underneath and began to lick, as the camera recorded the cum
flowing  onto  her  tongue. It licked for a minute,  sometimes  deeply
entering the still inflamed cunt as Tina moaned loudly.
     Heather's well practiced hand slowly spread her slick cum up  and
down  her  tense  clit, electric sparks racing deep  into  her  pussy,
causing muscle spasms deep inside her belly. She slowed her own  pace,
forcing  herself  to  wait  till the movie was  finished.  She  didn't
realize her own quiet whimpers were joining those of the movie.
     Tina  finally stood up and pulled Sue up to her, she  turned  her
around  and  pushed her back over a small table in the middle  of  the
small  room, as she leaned back, Sue opened her legs and wrapped  them
around the approaching head as Tina plunged her tongue into the  lush,
black  box without waiting. Tina was eager for this, needing  release,
wanting  this horny bitch to fuck her so badly. She had never been  so
horny  in  he entire life. The tongue went into her hole in  plunging,
stabbing  thrusts and her head began to rock back and forth. "Fuck  my
package. Fuck it. I'm so hot for this. Yes. Oh, Fuck Me fuck  me.  Oh,
Yes,  you  hot bitch, fuck my package. Yes. Oh. Yes. Oh. Oh. Gooooood.
Ummmmm. So goooood! Gooooooodd. Ohhhhh. OHHHHH!!!!. I'm going to  cum.
Lick  me.  Harder.  Lick it. Suck it. Suck it. Yes.  YES.  YES.  SUCK!
SUCK!!!  SUC.....!!!!!"  She came, legs wrapped  around  Tina's  head,
hands  entwined  in  the  thick  hair, pulling  her  harder  into  her
throbbing, pulsing cunt. Her tight breasts were thrust up between  her
arms, the nipples rising and becoming very hard as she orgasmed.
     Heather  wanted the movie to end so she could cum, but it  wasn't
over.  She  raised  her  legs and suddenly noticed  the  velvet  loops
sticking  out of the wall just over her head. In seconds,  she  placed
her  ankles  in the loops and her legs were now up next to  her  ears,
pressing  down on her rock hard nipples and pushing her  breasts  down
against her chest. Her pussy was wide open and very easy to reach. Her
hand continued the slow teasing, with a third finger joining the first
two, forcing the cunt open more. A trickle of cum spread down and over
her  tender  asshole.  Through her legs, she continued  to  watch  the
movie, through lust blurred vision.
     Tina  stood back from Sue and ran her hands up over Tina's  body,
pinching  the still hard nipples, then leaned down over her, pussy  to
pussy,  and kissed her. Their hips ground against each other. Clearly,
they  were  both  in heat again. Then Tina got up and quickly  changed
tapes  and  started  another copy. As she did,  the  door  opened  and
Carolyn stuck her head in.
    "Hell, how do you get out of this place?"
     "Come in. You did a beautiful job on the bitch. We got it all  on
tape."
     "Well,  she sure was hot. And she got me hot too. I can't believe
it.  Looks like she got you both horny too. I'm the pro and, yes,  I'm
still horny!"
     Tina  gave her a hug and a kiss. Carolyn said. "Hey, let's finish
off today with a group bang. I want to pay you back for that great tip
anyway."  Her  clothes came off quickly, revealing  a  very  beautiful
body, particularly a very plush bush.
    In seconds, she climbed up on the table and knelt over Sue's face,
with  her pussy just above Sue's mouth. Sue didn't hesitate,  and  her
tongue began to fuck the waiting cunt. "Good. Good. Deeper. Good.  Oh,
honey. Fuck me good!"
     Tina  climbed  on  the table and backed up to  Carolyn's  waiting
mouth, as her tongue slipped inside Tina's own waiting slick box. Tina
went  down  and began to eat out Sue. Hands slid up and  down  bodies,
lifting  and  teasing nipples to life. Moans filled the air  as  heads
lifted and surged forward, tongues lashing the insides of their eager,
flowing pussies.
    Heather's middle finger left her cunt and reached down and pressed
slowly into her ass, then her thumb went into the pussy and she pumped
both  holes.  She'd  never make the end of  the  movie  as  the  tempo
increased at an alarming rate.
But  she did. They all finished together. Heather's back bent,  lifted
clear of the bed, her head went back and she shuddered again and again
as  the  orgasm ripped through her and a flood of cum poured onto  her
hand and down into her ass as the slick finger continued to add to the
pleasure.  The slick flood trickled into the dark hole  as  her  thumb
continued to move in broad circles, pushing the every widening opening
to a larger size. On the film, unseen to Heather as her orgasm gripped
her  in  another wave of intense pleasure, Carolyn came with  a  great
gasp  and groan, her tongue still buried deeply into Tina's quim.  The
vibration set off Tina, who pumped her head rapidly into Sue's  tender
hole in a grunting reflex and Sue joined them in ecstasy. As they  got
down,  Tina stumbled to the copy machine and gave each a copy  of  the
tape, plus one for herself. They put their clothes on, exchanged phone
numbers  and everyone left the room. The camera panned to the  monitor
of  Locklear  just  coming  to in the now  empty  room,  looking  very
confused. Finally, she just smiled and put her head back on the chair.
A  hand wondered to her box. The credits rolled as her moans began  to
fill the screen amid a closeup of her fingers pumping into the swollen
pussy.
     The next day was one of swimming and sleeping. After dinner, they
went  back  on the porch and sat in the swing for a while. They  spent
several  hours  tracing  the  flow of  each  other's  back  and  arms,
sometimes  wandering down and around their tits.  Heather  sat  behind
Paula  for a while, tickling her back and ass. Then Paula went  inside
and  returned  with a wicked looking device, with two  elastic  straps
that  were  attached as loops. Another double dong, one  end  somewhat
short  and thick, the other almost eleven inches long and slender  and
softly  flexible,  with a small bulb on the end. A  thin  soft  rubber
plate  separated  them  and the elastic straps were  attached  to  the
plate.
     Paula  began stripping Heather eagerly. "Come on, I want  you  to
butt fuck me with this. My aunt gave it to me for my birthday and told
me  to only use this with someone I completely trust. That's you. I've
always wanted to try this and tonight's my chance."
    "It's awful long. Are you sure?"
"Well, we'll go slow and if it hurts, we'll stop."
     Their  clothes  off, Paula began to kiss Heather  and  stoke  the
jutting boobs, pulling and gently pinching. In only moments, Heather's
low  level of arousal began to and she soon was very hot and ready  to
proceed.  She sat on the swing and slid her legs into the  straps  and
eased  the  thicker dong up to the entrance of her  pussy.  Paula  sat
beside  her and, continuing to kiss her, helped to ease the head  into
the entrance of the moist crack and worked it, a gentle finger sliding
around  it, dipping into the hole and wetting the rubber, each  gentle
push  driving  it deeper and deeper into the now very wet  hole  until
Heather was panting and moaning slightly. Fully stuffed with pulsating
rubber,  Heather  then reached between Paula's legs  and  stroked  her
pussy  until it too was slick with cum. The thick dong was now  buried
deep  inside Heather and she was humping eagerly, meeting  the  slight
thrusts of Paula's hand. Judging the moment right, Paula stood up  and
leaned her on the porch railing, her firm tail jutting back and  level
with  Heather's  hips. Aiming a bit lower, with Heather's  hand  as  a
guide,  the  slim dong slid easily up into the waiting pussy,  Heather
being  careful to ease it in slowly, but going deeper and deeper.  Now
that it was wet and well lubricated, she pulled it out and pressed the
small  bulb against the pink entrance to Paula's dark tunnel, the  wet
of  the lubrication easing the way, Paula began rocking her hips  back
and  forth as Heather, pressing firmly but slowly, began to  find  the
pressure on the long dong caused the thick dong buried in her to shift
and  swell,  stretching her nerves and causing  her  hips  to  twitch,
breaking her concentration. Her lust grew in leaps and bounds and  she
wanted  to  hump. At last, the bulb pressed home and two  inches  slid
inside before Heather could halt the thrust and pull back slightly.  A
shudder went through Paula and she groaned..
    "Oh. It went in. I feel it up in me. Ohhh.."
     Heather  began to work the dong in and out very slowly, with  her
own  pussy trying to force the pace as the fat dong worked her  steamy
hole  as the friction from Paula's tight butt pulled hard on the  dong
on  the  out  strokes and created friction thrusting back  on  the  in
strokes..  In spite of the slow, measured pace, four inches were  soon
inside Paula and she was beginning to push back involuntarily to  meet
each new thrust. She found the deep penetration in her unexplored back
channel  very arousing and she moaned again. Five inches and  now  she
groaned  loudly as her arousal grew. Six inches and her hips began  to
thrust and meet the tool eagerly, pulling it from side to side  as  it
slid in and out.
     "Heather,  this  is good. My cunt is wet." She was  panting  now,
grunting slightly each time the dong plunged home and her ass  slapped
against Heather's belly. "I'm getting very horny. Oh, God. How deep...
is...  that...? It's soon good. More. Please. Give me more. Go faster.
Faster. Ohhhhh... Yes. Yes.  That's... it...
     Eight  inches were buried in the dark tunnel and Heather was  now
thrusting  with  some vigor as her own need began  to  take  away  her
ability to control the pace. Nine inches.
     "Aggggghhhhh... Yes." Breathless. Gasping. Grunting. "Yes.  More.
Oh.  More. I'm going to explode I'm so full. My ass is so FULLLLLL  OH
GOD!!!"
     Ten  inches.  Heather was panting and her hands reached  out  and
gripped  Paula's  hips for better leverage. Her lust taking  her,  she
began to pound the dong home. Her eyes closed as the thrusting shifted
into  automatic. There was no stopping now. Both women  were  hot  and
sweaty  in the night air, the smell of hot pussy filled the  air,  but
they  were  deep  in the drive, oblivious. And the dong  sank  out  of
sight, and Paula's butt was slapping on Heather's legs.
     Paula  eyes  were unfocused and her head was thrown back  as  she
groaned  and groaned and thrashed and met each thrust with a  vigorous
push  back of her own. Her luscious very firm tits bounced and jiggled
in a spastic motion as her body jerked and heaved.
     "God. I'm so hot." She panted. "Oh, Yes! Fuck it. I think I could
cum!"  She exclaimed in surprise and excitement, as she felt the  wave
to tension spread through her body, starting with her ass and gripping
her  pussy.  "Honey, fuck me. Fuck Me Harder!.. God. I  could  cum.  I
could  cum!"  She  was  shouting and panting,  breathless.  "Yes,  I'm
coming. I going to cum! IMCUMINGGGGG!!!!"
     And not a moment too soon, as Heather continued to thrust as  her
own orgasm took her in a shuddering wave of heat and nerve pulses. Her
pussy  clamped down hard of the dong and both girls continued to  slam
against  each other, the slap of hot flesh on flesh carried  out  into
the night. Her loud groan joined Paula's as she released a fountain of
cum  in  a rush, running down her leg, hot, then cooling in the  night
air.
    They stood there shaking, still joined by the double dong for some
time,  then  Heather  started the action  again,  very  slowly.  Paula
groaned,  but  didn't protest, as her slightly sore tail  spasmed  and
pulled  on  the dong. It was a slow, measured fuck once again,  taking
much longer than the first, but Paula's pussy filled with quickly with
cum  and  it  ran  down her legs as her sexual tension increased.  The
night  filled  with  groans and moans and they began  to  thrust  more
sharply.  The  sweat glistened on their bodies in the  moonlight.  And
again  the  great rush and the tension racked body of Paula  began  to
cause  her to twitch and moan as she came in an explosive orgasm  more
intense than anything she had ever experienced. Her body bent back  as
she  left the railing and Heather reached out and cupped the boobs and
gripped  the  nipples tightly as they pumped and swayed in  the  night
air.  It was some time before they calmed down and finally headed  for
bed.  The long double-dong  was  carefully  cleaned and  placed in the
drawer with all the other fantastic other sex tools.



Ciao,        \+----------+  "La risposta e' dentro di te...
   Vittorio --| : )    o |      ...MA E' SBAGLIATA!!!"
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