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The Adventures of Heather, Part 25 By "RAMAPO"
Karin knocked on the door and waited for Heather to let her in.
After a few minutes, she knocked again, louder. Did Heather forget
they were supposed to go shopping this morning for some hot outfits?
No, her car was out in the parking lot.
Another wait and she realized that either Heather forgot, or she
was still asleep. Hopefully alone. It was that last thought that
brought a big grin to her face and she reached over the sill of the
door, found Heather's emergency key and unlocked the door. Then she
replaced the key carefully and let herself into the apartment. There
was no one in the apartment in the living room or the study room where
Heather did her school work and paintings. But she could smell freshly
cooked bacon and eggs, so she decided that maybe she should make her
presence known and not frighten her.
"Heather, it's Karin." She called softly toward the kitchen,
advancing slowly. "Heather?" Still no response. She reached the
kitchen door and peeked in. To her amazement, she found Heather fast
asleep at the table with a gorgeous lean blonde leaning on her
shoulder, a plentitude of her silky blonde hair cascading down over
Heather's front, only the tip of Heather's large breast was pushing
the blouse above the tide of hair. Just the sight of Heather's
gorgeous boobs, even covered as they were, reminded Karin how hot she
was to go to bed with Heather again. This morning had seemed such a
great opportunity after they had shopped and bought a bunch of sexy
stuff. There had to be time afterward to come back and try it all on
again for each other and then...
She sighed. Who was the blonde? Another lover. She didn't wonder
at that. Heather was SO attractive and from the short time she had
known her, she had observed just what a cunt magnet she was. If they
were at all inclined, they just picked up on her and came running.
Turning her thoughts back to the tableau in front of her, she decided
this couldn't be Traci. She was too young. And, even though she could
see her figure only above the waist, she could see that this girl's
breasts were considerably smaller than Heather's description of
Traci's shape. No, not Traci.
It was then she realized what a strange situation she was looking
at. There were four plates on the table, all with warm food on them,
some partially eaten. Warm coffee still steamed from several cups.
Even more remarkable was the fact that there was still food on Heather
and the blondes' forks, as though they fell asleep in mid bite.
Heather was breathing quietly, but the blonde was snoring gently. Even
though she had only recently begun to realize she was bi-sexual and
attracted to girls as well as men, Karin felt an immediate strong
attraction to the blonde. That hair sure was gorgeous. Must be a lot
of work, but worth it if you could get it to look like that. She felt
a bit jealous.
She found her hand running over her own medium length sun-
splashed brunette pony tail. She knew her own hair was pretty nice,
but her job just didn't leave much opportunity to do much in the way
of fancy hair styles and she'd never grown it really long, as it went
out of fashion while she was still in high school.
Heather's darker hair was nice too, long and permed for body, she
was a real babe with all that volume hanging and swaying down her back
almost to her waist. Heather had told her how sensuous it always felt
on her bare back. How it made her nipples hard to walk around without
a top and let it brush back and forth across her lower back.
Long, yes, she'd let it grow long. To hell with the job. She'd
just bind it up at work.
All this took only seconds. What the name of hell was going on?
"Heather?" She didn't move or respond.
"Heather?" This time she pushed her on the shoulder a bit. Still
nothing. What the heck, it was as if...
"Don't bother, she's been hypnotized."
Karin almost jumped out of her skin at the sound of Traci's
unexpected voice behind her.
"Oh!" She gasped and gave a large start and had to put a hand out
to steady herself as her knees almost gave way.
"Sorry to frighten you. Who are you and how did you get in?"
Traci wasn't particularly afraid of the woman. She instantly assumed
she was another friend of Heather's that she didn't know about yet.
It took a second for Karin to find her voice, her heart was still
racing. "I'm Karin, a friend of Heather's. I used her emergency key
over the door. We were supposed to go shopping and she didn't answer
the door. I thought maybe she overslept."
"Traci." She held out her hand. She almost added "Heather's
permanent sex partner", or lover, or life partner, or something to
stake a claim. She immediately sensed that, yes, here was another of
Heather's moths to the flame. A quick-once over revealed the reason
for the attraction. Pretty, great figure, wonderful hips and legs.
Dazzling smile. A bit nervous at the moment. Not just wonderful hips,
truly great hips. Like her own. And she knew how crazy Heather got for
her down there.
"Can I ask what is going on here?" Karin inquired.
"Well, that, is a long and complex story, and a bit confusing.
I'm not sure I understand it all myself."
"Try. Can't we wake her up?" She looked over at Heather.
"Well, maybe in a bit. Let's go in the living room and chat.
Would you like some coffee?"
"Please."
Cups filled, they settled into opposite ends of the love seat.
Karin had discretely watched Traci walk around and saw that Heather's
detailed intimate description of Traci's charms was totally on target.
Traci's large full breasts did shimmer in a totally enticing pattern
as she moved around. Her own smaller, firmer breasts had a bit of
bounce to them if she went braless, but Traci's were almost hypnotic
and she felt her own level of arousal grow. It didn't hurt that Traci
was extremely attractive and very relaxed, even inviting, to boot.
"From the beginning. OK. I started going to a psychiatrist about
a year ago to deal with some issues I had. I don't think we need to go
into that. Anyway, at one of the sessions, Janet, the Dr., she told me
she couldn't see me anymore, as she was finding herself very attracted
to me and felt she would compromise the doctor-patient relationship if
I continued as a patient. We talked for a while, and it turned out
that she wanted to hypnotize me as part of the therapy, but that she
felt she might use the opportunity to do something sexual with me
while I was under, so she couldn't proceed. She made it plain that she
had never had a problem like this with other women patients, but she
was very careful about maintaining a proper doctor/patient
relationship at all times. A personal and professional code of ethics.
I was very impressed, I can tell you. It took a lot of guts for her to
say it."
"I was very surprised at her open discussion of this, and very
impressed with her honesty. I asked her why she didn't just ask me to
go out, or something.
You should have seen her. She blushed bright red and admitted she
was very attracted to women, but never had to courage to do anything
about it."
"Anyway, I told her that she didn't need to be afraid to put me
under, as I completely trusted her. If she wanted to go out and
experiment a bit, she should just ask. She thought it over and a
couple of weeks later, she agreed and we continued the sessions. Along
the way, we did go out a few times. No, Heather doesn't know. Just as
I didn't know about you." She looked over at Karin and Karin blushed
bright red. "Anyway, we got to talking about hypnotism and one night
she told me that she had hypnotized her receptionist, Sherry --the
blonde in the kitchen --without her knowledge. She planted the thought
that the receptionist would believe that she had actually hypnotized
Janet, instead of the other way around, and she should use this to put
her under and have sex with her whenever she wanted."
"Then, she would pretend to be hypnotized when Janet would say
the trigger words and they would have sex. Lot's of it, apparently, as
Sherry has a pretty big appetite in that category. And Janet loved it,
as she found that pretending for her was a very powerful turn on. And
allowed her to have lesbian sex without having to deal with her hang-
ups about it. She's very, very fond of Sherry. I think she loves her,
in fact. She hasn't had the courage to face that, or Sherry, outside
of the fake hypnotic sessions."
"Sounds a bit perverted to me." Karin slipped in her thoughts.
"Well, it gets a bit worse, I'm afraid. One day, I had to have
Heather drop me at Janet's for a session and she came up to wait in
the cool waiting room. Somehow, Sherry managed to hypnotize Heather
and plant a code word in her mind. She also told Heather about the
game with Janet and the code word she used to hypnotize her. And the
code word for real that Janet used to hypnotize me during the session.
And about the sex thing with Janet. Are you clear on all this?"
"Yes, I think so. Let's see, Janet hypnotizes you for real, but
it's strictly professional. No hanky-panky. Sherry only thinks she
hypnotizes Janet, and when pretending, Janet and Sherry have sex. Lots
of sex. Sherry hypnotizes Heather for real and plants a post-hypnotic
suggestion to put her under again. And spills the beans, as she knows
or understands them, to Heather. Right?"
"Yes, OK. Well, Heather got real concerned about me being
hypnotized for sex without me knowing, thinking that Janet was abusing
me. Apparently Sherry thought it might actually be happening as well.
The day Heather was there at the office, I did take off my blouse to
let it dry a bit, as it was so damn hot out. I must have been sloppy
about tucking in or something, so they jumped to conclusions. She and
Sherry decided to stop Janet to protect me by planting a suggestion
for her to have sex with Sherry every time she wanted to have sex with
a patient."
"It was all very stupid. I could have just told Heather the truth
about Janet and me and that would have ended it, but it got carried
away and crazy last night. Sherry hypnotized Janet and took her home
and they had some very hot sex. Then, she planted the thoughts to get
her to think of Sherry about sex instead of her patients. Only, Janet
decided to have some fun and not wake up. She drove Sherry crazy and
then felt she couldn't figure out how to come to, so just kept playing
she was under. Sherry decided to bring her over here to figure out
with Heather what they should do."
"I was here and Heather must have used the trigger word to
hypnotized me. I woke up at the breakfast table with them chatting
away. Janet was playing along and acted as if she just woke up. Then,
we got carried away and hypnotized them. And there they sit."
Karin didn't know what to think. Mostly, what the hell!
"Where is Janet?" She finally asked.
"Asleep in the bedroom. She and Sherry were up all night and were
pretty damn active, if you know what I mean. She was exhausted.
They're both exhausted, in fact."
"Let's wake up Heather, at least. I want to go shopping." And get
her away from you idiots, she was thinking. And then realized that
Traci probably wanted Heather to stay home with her. Damn, double
damn.
"That's a great idea, actually. I need to get her out of here so
I can get Janet home as well. I'll go wake her up. Wait here."
"Traci?"
"Yes?"
"You guys need to knock off all this hypnotism stuff. Somebody is
going to get hurt or screwed up. It's weird."
"I know. Maybe you can help."
"Ummm, I don't know, but I'll think about it." Traci disappeared
into the kitchen and a few minutes later, she reappeared with Heather
in tow.
Heather seemed embarrassed and said, "Gosh, I completely forgot!
Let me change real quick and we're out of here. Be right back." And
she ran into the bedroom to change. And in a minute was back.
"Traci, what the hell is Janet doing sleeping in my bed?" She was
very puzzled.
"She came over with Sherry this AM and fell asleep right in the
middle of breakfast, remember? We put her in there a while ago. Gosh,
talk about being forgetful."
"I forgot." Heather looked puzzled. What a morning. First she
forgot Karin, then Janet being in the bed. Wow. She ran back in and
changed into jeans and a top and ran a brush through the volume of her
hair. Just a touch of lipstick, a pair of flats with no socks and she
reappeared.
"Let's go. Back later Traci. Are you going to be here?"
"Maybe. I have to run a bunch of errands. We'll see. Have fun.
Don't spend too much money." Knowing full well that Heather had a
pocketbook full of credit cards with huge limits, backed by her
parents. Not that Heather ever spent much on herself. Actually, a
spoiled but frugal woman.
"OK!" And they were out the door.
Traci went back into the bedroom and watched Janet sleep for a
moment, then she made a cup of hot coffee, cleaned up the kitchen and
read the morning paper. Finally, she decided to wake up Sherry and let
her deal with Janet later.
"Sherry, I'm going to count to five slowly and when I reach five,
you'll be fully awake. Can you hear me?"
The answer was a continuation of the gentle snoring that had been
filling the kitchen. Traci decided Sherry had actually fallen asleep,
just as exhausted as Janet from the night's activities. Served her
right.
She managed to get her just awake enough to walk her into the
bedroom and lay down on the bed next to Janet. She covered them both
up, left a note on the kitchen table for them if they woke up while
she and Heather were gone. Once last check to make sure the door was
locked and she was out the door.
Heather and Karin pulled up in front of the lingerie shop in an
exclusive neighborhood. Karin had been watching the very expensive
homes they were passing and knew the shop would be way too expensive
for her budget. Well, maybe she'd find something simple, just to save
face.
They parked and just before they got out, Heather reached over,
ran her fingers around behind Karin's head, tangling the hair in her
fingers and kissed Karin very deeply for some minutes. When they
pulled back, Karin was very hot.
"Now look, my Mom and Dad have tons of money. I never spend much
of it, even though they don't care how much I spend, as long as I do
well at school. What I'm trying to say is, just pick out what you want
and let me pay for it all. It's just a gift from them to us. OK?"
Karin hesitated. She was very proud of being out on her own,
making her own way. And doing very well at it. "I don't know."
"What's the use of having a rich friend if you never take
advantage of it once in a while?" Heather laughed. "Come on, before I
kiss you again and we never get to shopping at all."
Karin smiled. THAT was the truth. And that settled it. They
jumped out, locked up the car and walked inside arm-in-arm.
"Hi Heather! Long time no see!" A pretty woman with a very trim
figure greeted them from the back of the store.
"Hi Jean. This is my friend Karin. We are here to do some serious
damage to your stock. You still on commission?" The woman had walked
up to them and shook hands with Karin, looking her over quickly. Not
exclusively sexually, but also a habit from fitting people. This babe
would be a joy to fit, she decided instantly. Perfect-sized breasts to
fit almost everything in the store and make the top fill out properly,
and great waist/hips combo to really show off anything with French-cut
legs. And that deep tan was going to make anything white on her
sensational, especially if she was tan all over.
"No, not anymore. I bought the place! Can you believe it?"
"That's super! How's business?" Heather gave her a hug. Karin
sensed immediately that the two were just friends and the hug wasn't
sexual. She relaxed. And was surprised at herself for even wondering.
"It's been really good. I'm going to start a second store down on
your side of town with a line just a little bit cheaper to let the
poor students enjoy the finer things as well. I just need to find a
good store manager." She was walking them over toward long racks and
shelves of every conceivable type of lingerie Karin could imagine. In
the back, she spotted a whole line of leather products. Jean spotted
her gazing around.
"Latex stuff is in the back, if that's your thing. I found a lot
of people are interested, but won't be caught dead looking at it in
public."
"You mean rubber stuff?" Karin asked.
"You bet. The works. You'd look great in a rubber merry widow,
Karin. Just the right boobs and waist. Oh, the sex toys are back there
as well, in the usual place. OK, you're on your own. Just put the
stuff you pick out on the counter over here and we'll settle up when
you're done."
"Great Jean. OK, Karin, let's shop. What do you like?"
"I LOVE silk stuff. And," her voice dropped, "can we check out
the rubber room before we leave? I've never even seen any of that type
of thing."
"Sure, why are you whispering?" Heather laughed. "I agree with
Jean, a rubber outfit would look outrageous on you. Definitely have to
do that before we leave."
Karin grinned. This was going to be fun. And hot. She headed for
the racks of silk underwear and began picking out silk panties. Jean
materialized at her elbow. "Do you shave?"
"What?"
"Your pussy. Do you shave it?"
Jean's question was a total surprise. "Ummm, no. I mean, I trim a
bit for bathing suits in the Summer, but..." She had considered it
once, but it was to far out for her at the time.
"Well, if you want to get the real erotic thrill of silk as only
a woman can experience it, you need to try it on a bare pussy. Now
that is a real treat, and it lasts all day, every day."
"Really? I didn't know that. I've never actually shaved myself.
Not brave enough, I guess."
"Want to try it?" Now this question was an even bigger surprise.
"You mean now?"
"Sure. I've got a nice bathroom in back and all the equipment we
need. I'll help you this first time." A statement inviting herself to
have very intimate contact with her.
"I..."
Heather overheard the conversation and wandered over. "Go ahead.
She's never convinced me to do it, but that is because Traci likes me
really bushy. But some of my friends swear it's the only way to go.
And they agree with her about the silk on bare pussy thing. Say it's
heaven."
Jean laughed and said, "Well, young lady, it's two against one!
Let's do it." She grabbed Karin's elbow and they headed back to the
bathroom, Karin looking back nervously over her shoulder at Heather,
who grinned and waved her on to the bathroom.
What am I getting myself into, Karin thought on the way. And felt
her belly tighten with anticipation of being intimately touched
between her legs.
They settled in and Jean soon had Karin out of her jeans and
panties. Karin's bush was a nice light brown and not very thick. Jean
observed that yes, Karin was tan all over. Not a tan line to be seen.
"Oh, you'll have it easy, Karin. Here, sit on the chair and put
your legs over the sides." This opened Karin completely up to Jean.
"I'm glad you're not nervous. You're not, are you?" She glanced up.
"Well, a bit. I don't usually have another woman touching me down
there. Especially with a razor! Only my Doctor." She was very tense.
"And Heather?" Jean laughed lightly, busy at the sink running hot
water.
"Well, now that you mention it, yes." She was blushing bright red
again.
"Don't be embarrassed. Heather beds an amazing number of people.
She's not my type, but we get along great as friends. Now you, on the
other hand..." Her voice trailed off as she lightly ran her fingers
over Jean's womanhood, almost absentmindedly. It was clear she was
comfortable being in charge and knew her way around a woman's
sensitive parts intimately. She detected that Karin was already damp
with anticipation. Jean liked her women hot and hairless, and Karin
held out every promise of being the former and in minutes would
definitely be the latter.
Karin shivered from the sensation. Jean picked up a pair of
scissors and began to clip while Karin watched intently. Jean's
fingers were very gentle and she was very careful with the scissors as
she worked. Soon, a modest pile of clipped hair was on the seat of the
chair and Jean ran her fingers over Karin again and again. Karin was
getting very aroused from all this contact on these sensitive areas.
And Jean knew exactly how to guide her arousal upward. One finger
lingered just a moment on the now puffy mound above Karin's still
shrouded clit and Karin shivered again and gave an involuntary sign
and breathy whimper.
"OK, now a hot towel to soften everything up, then we use the
razor." She went to the sink and ran the water very hot and soaked a
wash cloth. Jean was already dripping herself from handling Karin's
pussy. She found shaving another woman an intense turn-on and always
made a big deal out of making it last forever. After making sure the
cloth wasn't too hot, she carefully applied it. The heat roared
through Karin's already tense groin and belly and began to relax her a
bit, the nervous tension draining away and an almost overwhelming
sensation of erotic heat flowed through her nervous system. After a
couple of minutes of patting it and gently moving it around, all quite
unnecessary, Jean removed it and spread on shaving cream. Her fingers
lingered a bit here and there over the now slightly swollen lips and
stroked them, knowing they were now many times more sensitive than
when they started. Karin was now fully wet from the inside and her
breathing was definitely getting shaky.
"OK?" Karin nodded. A fingertip slid inside the now very swollen
lips. Karin looked up and locked eyes with Jean. The finger slowly
slid in her vagina to its full length and Karin groaned. The
delightful sensation caused her hips to buck and try to drive the
finger in deeper. It withdrew a bit. And her hips settled back down,
but her pussy cried out at its withdrawal.
Razor now raised, Jean shifted her focus from seducing this eager
woman and became very intense as she worked, carefully guiding the new
razor over the very sensitive skin. Finally, she pulled the now
inflamed red lips out straight, stretching the skin tight, and in
several careful swipes, they were cleaned of all trace of hair.
Karin's mound followed quickly. The wash cloth removed all the rest of
the cream and Jean began to slowly rubbed lotion into the now bare
skin to soothe and prevent irritation. The lotion was carefully
applied and the stroking and rubbing went on much longer than
necessary just to apply it. Karin's breath was tight and her belly was
tightening as Jean's fingers found all her hot spots. Her bare pussy
felt so much more sensitive than ever before. And Jean's expert
manipulation had every nerve in her pussy and belly screaming. She was
on fire.
Karin's eyes closed and she sighed and groaned a bit. Please
don't stop, her mind was crying to itself, but she was unable to
verbalize it for Jean.
"Should I stop?" Jean asked quietly, her fingers still busy,
sensing Karin's need to be finished off.
Karin knew she should say no with Heather right outside. Casual
sex with a stranger in the bathroom of a store. But it felt so fucking
good. And her pussy was clearly in charge at the moment. She was too
far gone to just stop. "No. That feels wonderful." Jean responded to
Karin's reply by now sliding two of her long fingers and carefully
polished and buffed red nails deep into the inflamed cunt. Very
slowly, she pumped and watched the strong emotions of lust flicker
across Karin's face in reaction. Jean loved to watch her lover's face
as she fucked them and her own belly tightened in response to Karin's
now uninhibited display. The feeling of power over Karin was
overwhelming and she was tingling. The heat of the pussy gripping her
fingers in spasms was another immense turn on. Soon, she would
experience the moment she craved the most.
Jean slowly leaned down and used her hot tongue to run up and
down the now very swollen outer lips. Karin gasped at the touch of the
hot wet tongue and groaned loudly. "My God, that's good. Oh, Oh." Jean
continued to lick. This was so completely different shaved. Like
another ten thousand nerves were now alive. Karin was now almost
dripping as she got hotter and hotter.
"I want to eat you."
"Yes, oh yes, eat me. Put your tongue in me. Ohhhh..." Jean
complied, driving her long tongue deep inside Karin's now fully
inflamed box. As she did, she ran a hand up under her own skirt and
pulled her own silk lace panties aside from her own opening and pushed
three fingers in as deep as they would go. Her groan was muffled deep
in Karin's cunt. Karin's legs were wrapped over the arms of the chair
and she levered her pelvis up again and again to meet the thrusting
tongue. Her arms gripped the chair in spastic clenches as Jean's
tongue lapped out the copious lubrication now pouring from Karin's
deliciously naked pink pussy.
Karin's face was a continuous motion of lust driven contortions
as her sex drive kicked into overtime and she began to build rapidly
to an orgasm. Even in her own rapid climb to orgasm, Jean sensed the
pending explosion and began to flick Karin's clit with her tongue each
time she came up for air.
And then Karin gave a grunt, the breath was driven from her by a
massive release as her orgasm took her by storm. Her pelvis mashed her
pussy tight against Jean's eager mouth and a wild groan announced her
rapidly approaching orgasm to the world. Jean continued to suck on the
swollen clit and Karin immediately released again.
"Oh, my... ohmyohohoh... my... god. No. No! NO! Ahhhhh!"
Jean's hand moved rapidly in an out of her own honey pot and her
thumb began to mash her clit and she joined Karin, her own cry a small
squeak, lost in Karin's much louder outburst.
It was some minutes before her head cleared. "Oh, was I making a
lot of noise?" Her voice was a whisper and her hands were still
shaking. She never made sounds when she came.
"A bit. Quite delightful, I can assure you. I like my women
noisy. And a bit raunchy."
Karin realized through the continuing fog of her post-orgasmic
letdown that Jean had just seduced her and was bragging about it. She
was in control. And Karin knew it.
She grinned at Karin. "Now, let's try on those silk shorts while
your pussy is still delightfully swollen so you get the full effect!"
Grabbing a towel, she dried the inflamed pussy after making a point of
slipping a slim index finger in full length and then licking it off
while Karin stared.
You're still mine, the action said. Karin's pussy screamed for
more.
Then Jean slid one leg of the dainty panties up Karin's leg as
Karin managed to weakly swing the other onto the floor and begin to
stand up. Jean helped her step into the other leg hole and then she
pulled the panties up onto Karin's hips. As the silk cupped her pussy,
she gave a little sigh. What a delightful feeling! Like a gentle hand
gripping her in a bed of feathers. Her pussy was still throbbing from
orgasm and the nerves were still alive with remembering the finger
just recently inserted. All of these feelings came together between
her legs and she felt a bit overwhelmed.
"Walk around a little." Jean gave her a little gentle push with
her hand up under Karin's blouse in the small of her back, stretching
her control as long as she could.
She walked to the door and back. The silk gripped her naked pussy
and pulled gently over the bare skin. She tingled! "My goodness, that
feels completely different! And very nice! Wow, you were right! I'll
take five pair!"
Jean laughed. "These are on me, my treat. So you'll think of me
when you wear them." She winked.
"Well, I won't forget you, I can tell you that!"
"I hope not."
Jean gave her a hug and, jeans and shoes back on, Karin led them
out of the room back into the store. Her face and upper chest were
still quite red from her post orgasmic reaction.
"Well?" Heather greeted them as they emerged. "What do you
think?" She could see instantly that Jean had seduced her. She wasn't
surprised at Jean, maybe a bit a Karin, who was only just beginning to
explore her female SO. Jean must have some real moves, she decided.
Karin was glowing and not looking the least embarrassed or shy.
"I think the panties are super, a shaved pussy is a real turn on,
and I think you two set me up!"
"You're right. Did Jean give you the works?" She was smiling, not
quite sure what the works' might actually be in this case.
"You know she did. She was fucking me with her fingers and her
tongue before I knew what was happening. Is she that good a lover? She
sure seduced me quick enough!"
"Don't know. She and I never seem to be attracted to each other,
for some reason. But we're great friends. She's a lot of laughs. Now,
pick out some stuff so we can see you strut your well-laid stuff."
Karin turned to face Heather. "You're not mad that she... that
we...?"
"Of course not. Besides, you said you were horny."
"I'll say, but these new panties seem to be making me horny all
over again, and it's only been five minutes!"
An hour passed as they picked out many items and tried them on, a
pile slowly growing at the counter. Karin kept nervously looking at
the size of the pile and finally stopped shopping. She just couldn't
let Heather buy all this stuff. She was just about ready to start
putting things back on the racks.
"Hey, let's check out the latex collection, like you said."
Heather grabbed her arm and pulled her toward the back room."
"Heather, I can't. I mean, it won't be right for me to let you
buy me all this stuff. It's going to cost a fortune!"
Heather wrapped an arm around Karin's waist as they walked.
"Really, I want to do this. Please just don't worry about it. After
all, if we are going to be good friends.." She squeezed Karin hard to
emphasize her meaning, "I want you in the sexiest stuff in town. And
if you are Jean's good friend, she won't let you wear anything else,
if she lets you get dressed at all!"
Heather's squeeze got Karin's mind back on the track it had been
on earlier that morning and she began to hope she and Heather could
spend time in bed together. The very thought of having Karin lick her
now-bare pussy sent a shiver down her back and her breath caught. In
spite of just having sex a short while ago, she found herself very
aroused again. And the slightly swollen outer lips of her pussy were
grabbing at the sensuous silk now encasing them and she found herself
getting wet again in a rush.
"It's hard, I guess. It's not the way I was raised. The things
are really beautiful. I love them. Oh, thank you!" She gave Heather a
big hug back. Her life was getting more exciting and more complicated
by the minute. For just a minute, she wondered if her boyfriend would
enjoy being in bed with both of them while they fucked. And she grew
nervous at the thought of even asking Heather. Heather was hers and
she didn't want to share her that way! And even as she thought it she
knew it was a lie and wondered why she even thought that for a second.
But the emotion behind the thought surprised her. Maybe she could ask
Jean. The mental memory of Jean's tongue up her twat made her knees
grow weak. She wondered if Jean slept with men too.
"OK, that's the end of that. Now..," they passed into the back
room and a very faint but distinct smell of latex reached their noses,
"where is that merry widow that Jean was talking about? Ah, here they
are, and here is your size." She held the very small rubber garment up
against Karin.
It appeared to be absurdly small!
Karin ran her hands over the unfamiliar material and felt another
type thrill she couldn't explain. The feel of it against the skin of
her arms was electrifying! By now, her pussy was simply pulsing with
sexual tension, sending a steady throb of energy into her belly and
thighs. She couldn't remember ever being on her feet and feeling this
turned on. It was all she could do not to force Heather to eat her on
the spot. Her crotch was burning and her mind was so full of lust she
could hardly think.
"Wow, this stuff really makes me hot! It feels so sexy!"
Heather saw the deep flush of arousal in Karin's face and upper
chest again and smiled wickedly as she turned away. "I can see that
it's really having a big effect on you, that's for sure! I'm glad we
came back in here. Now, go put that on and let me see you."
"I wouldn't think of not trying this on." She hurried off to the
changing room. Jean stuck her head in the door and announced she would
close the door until they came out, as she had a few other customers
in the shop now. The door closed and Heather heard the lock turn. Now
they couldn't be interrupted.
Karin slipped off her top and stood for a minute trying to figure
out how you put the tiny looking thing on without tearing it. The
rubber was very thin, almost like paper, but as she worked with it,
she realized it was stronger than it looked. Just as she was about to
ask for help from outside, Heather said, "You pull it over your head.
It'll stretch out as it goes over you. Take your time and go slow. I
can't wear the one-piece stuff like that, as my boobs are too damn big
to get it over them. You should be perfect."
Karin began to roll it up and position it over her head. "Your
tits are not too big. I think they're sensational, especially those
wicked nipples. God, Heather, I'm so turned on!"
"Yeah, I know. You smell delicious!" The hot smell of Karin's
arousal was now filling the dressing room and spilling out into the
showroom. The unmistakable smell of a woman in heat filled the room
sensuously and Heather found herself getting very deeply aroused.
Slowly, but surely, Karin was able to get one arm, then her head
and the other arm through, leaving the rubber bunched up above her
tits and under her arms. This pressed her somewhat swollen boobs down
and out. She gripped the bottom and began to wiggle it over her boobs.
She found that by pulling the rubber out, she could stuff one breast,
then the other up past the material, leaving her breasts pressed very
high on her chest, now gripped firmly by the exotic material, her very
visible nipples pointing up as a result of the amazing uplift the
material gave her tits. Almost on impulse, she licked each nipple
through the smooth material, something she never did to herself
regardless of dress. Small electric sparks raced down her tummy. She
licked them again for a few seconds, adding to her excitement. Having
the extra layer of material over her sensitive nipples only seemed to
make them more sensitive to the indirect stimulation. If she was on
fire when she walked into the dressing room, now she was practically
moaning with sexual excitement.
She began to stretch the smooth rubber into position over her now
pinched waist and the very beginning of the flow of her waist to her
hips. As it smoothed into place, it firmly but insistently pinched her
waist in to a very small size, somehow not being the least
uncomfortable, letting her breathe. The elastic feeling of lift on top
was supporting and separating her breasts, seeming to hold them up and
out even as it held them in such a delightfully tight grip, giving
them a lot more apparent volume. They looked a full cup size bigger!
She always wanted bigger tits, but never admitted it to herself, as
her God given size and teardrop shape that fit everything so nicely,
she just rationalized her feelings away every time the thought
surfaced. And she would have again, but... this time... WOW!
She turned and looked in the mirror and gasped. Her figure looked
fantastic, and the feel of the rubber on her skin was sending a
constant, unfamiliar but very erotic sensation to her brain. Her new
panties were already showing a very big stain from her arousal inside
her jeans. She looked so completely awesome, she just stood and
stared, turning this way and that. It was the first time she ever felt
maybe her hips were an asset and not too damn big. In fact, a definite
turn on. And the way Heather went on about them all the time while
they were making love, maybe she was right. Her hips were sexy. And
God did she love to feel Heather grip the tops of her hips while she
drove her tongue as deep into her pussy as possible. She was amazed at
how freely she had these thoughts. Fucking another woman's face a
month ago would not have been something she would think about when
horny. But now... only minutes before in a strangers bathroom... she
shivered and felt another flood flow into her pussy. Damn, I'm ruining
these nice new panties and I've only had them thirty minutes!
"Hey, stop admiring yourself in there and let me see too."
Karin took a deep breath and stepped out of the room and she
began to glow as Heather's eyes widened in open admiration. "Damn,
woman, you are SO hot." She took a step toward Karin. The door was
locked. They were alone. The mornings activities and now Karin looking
so hot were getting to her in a major way.
Karin knew Heather's intent and managed to stop her. "No, not
here. Not now. Take me back to your place and fuck me. I'm so hot and
bothered I can't believe it. Please, let's pay and go. I want you
too." They kissed and their tongues danced in each other's mouth until
they broke for air. Their labored breathing filled the room.
"Now." Heather was almost pleading to fuck her.
"No. Take me home and then do what you want. I'm so ready for you
my jeans must be soaked."
Heather ran her fingers over the bulging mons and sure enough, it
was damp, even through the tight jeans. "Get dressed. Let's go."
Heather was reaching into the room and picking the discarded top and
bra. The bra went into Karin's purse and the blouse slipped over the
new top, the fuller-appearing breasts somehow making the blouse swell
in a way it never had before. Heather reached over and squeezed each
rubber encased breast in a loving manner, eliciting a deep moan from
Karin. The swollen nipple inside ached.
"Please, will you get me out of here and fuck me."
"OK, OK, you can't blame a girl for trying!"
"It won't take much to make me change my mind and you know I want
you just as much. But not in the store. I just can't." Her little
session in the bathroom only an hour before with Jean slipping her
mind for the moment.
They unlocked the door and went quickly over to Jean's register
counter. Jean already had everything else in the register and packages
all boxed and bags.
"One merry widow, please!" Heather was grinning. Karin's obvious
arousal had Jean smiling. "I thought once would keep you, young lady.
I was wrong, I see."
"I... the material is very sexy. I love it." "Yes, I can see
that." She handed Heather back her charge card. While Heather was
signing the slip, Jean handed Karin a business card. On the back was
her home phone number and the words, "Anytime, anyway you want it, I'm
yours. Remember, I want you naked and RAUNCHY. Jean" Raunchy was
underlined and a carefully drawn mouth with a long protruding tongue
was below.
Karin swallowed hard. She just wasn't used to women coming on to
her so boldly. She thought of her boyfriend and picked up a slip of
paper and wrote, "A mixed threesome?" And pushed it toward Jean.
"Sounds intriguing. Hopefully a filling evening?"
"Definitely." Karin couldn't believe it. She had just invited
Jean into a threesome with her and her boyfriend and Jean was
accepting. "I'll call you."
"Don't wait too long."
"I won't." Karin felt absolutely light-headed. She had never felt
so sexually liberated in her entire life.
They headed out of the store.
"What was that all about?" Heather had her hand in the small of
Karin's back, her longest finger and nail down under the waist of
Karin's pants, the nail sliding up and down the crack of Karin's ass.
Karin's clit tingled at the sensations back there. Her erotic feelings
were climbing higher and higher.
They reached the car and opened the doors. The packages in the
back, Heather slid into the driver's seat and Karin slid over next to
her. As they backed out, Karin gently pulled Heather's long hair from
between Heather and the seat and draped it over the seat back. Then,
she slid her arm under the hair and over Heather's shoulders, her
finger tips resting on the very prominent swell of Heather's left
breast. Her right hand reached over and stroked the underside of
Heather's other breast. Karin was amazed as always over the firmness
and natural uplift of Heather's tits.
"What do they feel like?" Her fingers wondered over the semi-
extended nipple. Heather shivered. She loved to have her tits fondled.
Especially her nipples when they got real tight.
"My breasts?" Karin could hear the break in Heather's voice as
her nails squeezed the growing nipple bud and she felt very wicked.
Another squeeze on Heather's now greatly swelling nipple answered
her and a sent a lightning bolt into Heather's crotch.
"Hey, I can't concentrate when you do that." She paused. Karin
squeezed again and Heather knew the only answer was to get back as
quick as possible.
"They, well, sometimes they feel really heavy and full. When I
get swollen just before my period, they actually hurt. They swell up
tight and the skin is very taut, pulling on the nipple. They don't
jiggle much, so I don't have to wear a bra much unless I'm out or in
class with a lot of guys. My nipples are always (another squeeze)
very, very sensitive and I can have nipple orgasms easily. Traci can
get me off every time that way."
Karin had never heard of that. "You're kidding. You can have an
orgasm just from this?" She began to roll and squeeze the now
obscenely long nipple between two fingers through the blouse. Heather
answered with a low moan. "Ohhhmmmm"
"Gosh, that feels nice. Now, stop it till we get back."
Karin ignored her.
Heather's crotch filled with pressure and lava-like heat and she
separated her legs a bit to relieve the climbing pressure.
"If I come and we have an accident, you tell the officer what
caused it." The last words were very shaky and uneven.
"Do you want to come?" Karin leaned close and began to stroke the
top of the other breast while running her tongue over the outline of
Heather's right ear.
"It wouldn't take much! God, you are so hot today, Karin!"
"I know. I've never felt so sexed-up in my life.
All I want to do is fuck. It's all I can think about."
"It must be the latex. You got so hot looking at it!" Heather's
voice was a whisper as shivers ran up and down her spin. She was
grinding her pussy against the seat. Karin could feel her hips
twisting around and knew what she was doing.
"It is. I admit it." The tip of her tongue danced inside
Heather's ear and out, fucking her ear, each time, the wet tip plunged
deeper and deeper.
"Shit. I can't drive like this. You're driving me nuts."
"Good. Just steer."
Heather pushed harder into the seat. Her inflamed pussy was on
fire. Karin's fingers were stretching the nipples out and pulling the
already taut skin around them very tight. Heather's chest was so full
she could hardly breathe and her nipples were points of sensuous fire.
Karin squeezed hard.
"Oh! God! Please don't stop. It feels so good!"
Karin reached over to unbutton the blouse.
"We're in the middle of town, for god's sake!" Heather made no
move to stop her.
"I want to feel your big, heavy tits in my hands. Gosh, I love
your big boobs. I'm a confirmed breast lover for life." The cloth
opened and she pulled the blouse out of Heather's jeans, the
widespread tits pushed the fabric open and Karin reached inside and
cupped the left breast, as always the overflow of flesh more than
filling her hand. Its heat amazed her and sent hot flashes to her own
groin.
Heather groaned deep in her throat. They pulled up to a light and
waited in line. Karin stroked the swollen flesh and began to rub the
extended nipple with her nail.
Deep in her belly, Heather felt the first tightening of an orgasm
approaching. "I'm going to cum." It was a tight, tense announcement.
The light changed. Karin waited for the car to move, but it
didn't and then she felt Heather press back hard into the seat and
close her eyes. Karin could feel the ripples of spasms in Heather's
frame as the orgasm took her uncontrollably.
A horn honked behind them.
"Drive."
Heather was still shaking and her eyes were closed.
Several horns, now were blaring.
"Heather, you've got to drive."
"In a minute. Let me catch my breath. Ohhhhh, that was a nice
surprise."
They became suddenly aware of someone standing at the window,
leaning down and looking in. A woman. Small and mousy appearing with
brown shortish hair. Middle to late thirties.
"Heather? Heather, are you all right dear?" Heather rolled down
the window, and Karin tried to discretely withdraw her hand from
Heather's blouse. The woman was looking right at it, but said nothing
about it. Nor did she seem to be immediately aware of Heather's rather
exposed voluptuous chest, with her blouse hanging open. And there was
plenty to see as Karin's retreating hand left the field open for
observation.
"Mrs. Fields! I'm...I'm fine. The car stalled and I just got it
restarted. We're fine now." Heather lied. The flush on her face and
neck was a dead giveaway.
"That's good. See you later!" She gave Karin a smirk, as if to
tell her she saw everything and knew exactly what had been going on.
Karin blushed bright red.
"Who was that?"
"My landlady! Of all the people to catch us doing this! Oh,
shit."
"Do you think she noticed?"
"I don't know. I hope not." Heather's heart sank.
Heather was driving fast now. In only a few minutes, they were
back in her apartment, now empty of guests.
"I just can't believe it had to be her!"
"Relax. She didn't say anything. It's none of her business,
anyway."
"Yeah, but I have to face her to her pay the rent every month,
not you."
"Mail her the check."
"Can't. She has a big ritual over tea. To get to know the tenants
better she says."
"Well, when did you last pay the rent?"
"Last Tuesday."
"Then you have almost four weeks for her to forget it all,
now..." Karin began pulling Heather toward the bedroom, "my turn!"
Heather let herself be dragged, but she was still very
distracted. Her eyes fell to the wonderful curve of Karin's hips as
they flowed out from her waist and into the tight waistband of her
jeans. Her breath caught and then she remembered the rubber encased
bodice and those now super firm encased breasts waiting to be squeezed
and pulled through the rubber and her resistance rapidly faded.
In the room, Karin turned and said. "Let me strip for you."
"OK. Don't take too long. I want to see your bare pussy. And your
tits in that tight rubber." Karin locked eyes with Heather. "I've
never had anything, ever even begin to get me hot like this latex. I'm
just tingling all over and feel light headed."
"I know that feeling. I have a fetish of my own that makes me
feel like that."
"A fetish? You think I have a fetish?" Her hands finished
unbuttoning the blouse and she unsnapped her jeans so the blouse would
come free easier. Very slowly, with Heather's eyes following every
move, she eased first one shoulder, then the other out of the blouse,
letting it fall to her hands behind her. With her shoulders back, the
crafty molding of the black rubber pulled the swollen mounds out and
up, the very visible nipples pointing upward at a nature-defying
angle.
"Yes." Heather's voice was tight. She was very aroused.
"What is your vice, my dear?" Karin walked over and modeled very
close to Heather, carefully stepping back when Heather made a move to
touch her.
"Not yet. Wait. Then, just take me anyway you want. Fuck my
brains out."
"Shoes. Open toed high heels."
"What?" The blouse fell to the floor and she eased the zipper
down on her pants very slowly, her fingers lingering over her own
prominent mons, bulging a bit in her arousal like a man. Her breath
was tight and shaky.
"My fetish. It's open toed heels."
"Really. Heather has a shoe fetish?"
"Yeah, but just for those kind. Weird." Heather was on her feet
approaching Karin. She couldn't wait any longer.
Karin made a long, big deal over sliding the jeans over first one
hip, then the other. "Like my hips, honey?" She stroked the side of
Heather's face.
"God, yes. You are such a fucking sex pot. I want to eat you."
"Hurry now, my lover. I want to fuck your face." Heather dropped
to her knees and eased the jeans down to the floor. The new silk
panties were darkly stained with the copious flow of Karin's very
aroused cunt. Heather ran her hands down from the rubber clenched
waist, over the hips and down the firm lightly muscled brown thighs,
hooking her index fingers in the waist of the silk lace French-cut
panties and pulling them down.
The freshly shaved pink lips were swollen with arousal and pulled
open and were glistening with damp, exposing the darker red opening of
Karin's vaginal opening.
Heather had never eaten a shaved pussy before, so she took her
time licking the smooth flesh and held Karin to her face with a firm
grip on each cheek from behind. At the touch of Heather's tongue,
Karin's hips began involuntarily in jerks, thrusting against Heather's
face, trying to drive the tongue inside. Always just missing as it
darted here and there.
Karin's knees got weaker and weaker as she struggled to stand
upright. Her belly was on fire and her pussy was practically screaming
at her brain to put something up it. And just as she thought she could
stand no more, Heather slid her tongue as far into Karin as she could,
wiggling the tip around and around in the dark hole of pleasure.
Karin grabbed the back of Heather's head and pressed it firmly
into her pussy. The hot tongue drove into her and she screamed out her
pleasure. "Oh, God that is SO GOOD! Fuck me. FUCK ME!!" It was an
urgent demand for release. A flood of lubrication poured into
Heather's waiting mouth and she struggled to keep up, the intense
arousal of Karin's pussy almost overwhelming Heather's ability to
control the action.
Heather reached up and pushed Karin back onto the bed and then
picked up her legs and placed them on her shoulders. Karin needed no
further urging, but locked her ankles behind Heather's head and began
to hump back against Heather's plunging tongue.
"Yes! Fuck it! Deeper. Oh, god. Oh, god. Fuck me you bitch! Fuck
Me. FUCK ME!!" Each in time to the rhythm of her hips against the whip
of pleasure probing her insides.
The orgasm rose like a wave of burning heat in her brain, her
belly going solid with tension. Her back bent against the sheets and
her head drove back and lifted her clear of the bed. Her brain was
totally focused on the coming explosion and her nervous system rushed
her into the funnel of lust in a mist of heat and stars, her body
giving a great shudder. Her hands grabbed the loose sheets and gripped
them with white knuckles as the explosion went on and on pushing her
deeper and deeper into the tunnel, finally blacking her out with a
great gasp and groan.
Heather continued to lick and clean the engorged naked pussy
until the orgasm subsided, then quickly took off her own clothes and
climbed on the bed next to Karin and took her in her arms and began to
stroke and hold her. She pushed her hair away from her face and began
to kiss her face and neck tenderly. It was some minutes before Karin
came to and began to whimper in Heather's arms.
"Oh, honey. That was unbelievable." It was a weak whisper.
Heather moved up to her ear and began to run the hot, wet tip in and
out of Karin's ear canal. Karin gave a mighty shiver.
"You like?"
"Ummmmm. Fantastic. I've never passed out before." She pushed her
tongue deep into the ear and fucked it for a minute, then began to
lick her neck. Karin moved back into the voluptuous tits, now
flattened against her side and back. Their heat flowed through somehow
into her belly and she moved sensuously against the delicious erotic
cushion of flesh.
"No? You should stop by more often." Heather responded after a
bit.
"I'll plan on it." And then, "God, your tits feel good like this.
I just never imagined ever that sleeping with a woman was going to
have all these new feelings."
Heather held her for a while longer, rolling her front against
Karin's back enough for the sensations of the pulling on her nipples
to tighten her crotch. She felt her clit extend out of its hood.
"Shoes? That's not what I thought you'd say." Karin was in a
dreamy place. The glow of her recent vigorous orgasm still floated in
her mind and she could still feel the very real sensation of Heather's
hot tongue deep inside her. Her thighs clenched a bit as the nerves
reminded her over and over of the sensations. Karin knew from
experience that she could sometimes still experience the intimate
sensations of sex for hours afterward. Heather holding her close and
still making gentle love to her was making the sensations linger much
stronger than anything she had experience before and she was just
floating along, loving it. She hoped it would last a long time. She
turned so Heather could fuck her ear some more. Her breath was ragged
again and her nostrils were flared as she tried to breath against her
tightening chest.
"Oh, that. Yeah, stupid shoes! Can you believe it?"
"I'll know what to wear when you come to my party. Hey, I forgot
to tell you. Three weeks from now, I'm having a party. Can you come?"
Idiot, she thought! Just let her make love to you. This was soooo
nice.
Heather continued to stroke the rubber-covered breasts with her
finger tips. The nipples hardened again under the tight material and
the bumps began to get extra attention. Heather took each one in turn
and squeezed and twisted it back and forth, pulling it out and
stretching the rubber and flesh underneath. Karin gave a gasp of
pleasure. "Sure. I have to double check my calendar, but I don't have
any projects due then and no tests that I know of. Who's coming?" It
stuck both of them that they were carrying on a pretty unsexy
conversation in the middle to making love. But it didn't seem to be
interfering with either of their increasing arousals and they kept on
talking between moans, gasps and kisses.
"Umm, a bunch of friends. And a guy I want to fix you up with."
Karin suddenly focused on what she just said so casually and was
afraid to wait for the response to that. She didn't turn and face
Heather, but waited.
"A guy? What's he like?" Her tongue went back inside Karin's ear,
not missing a beat.
Well, she didn't say no right away.
Karin turned and looked into Heather's eyes. "He's an old high
school friend, just out of the Army. He's real nice and into
computers. Cute too." And reputed to be a great fuck, she thought to
herself.
"I've never had much experience with guys. It might not work out
very well." Heather lifted herself up on an elbow and gave Karin's
left nipple a very vigorous twist.
"Ouch! Easy honey." Karin rubbed her tender nipple. It burned and
she had to admit, her pussy was just brimming again from all the
stimulation her chest was getting. "Just go with the flow. No
pressure. Hey, the way you handle yourself in bed, I don't think you
need to worry much in that area. Look at me, I'm ready to just attack
you again. And as for the rest, just give yourself a chance to get to
know him. Don't push. And if it doesn't work, it doesn't work. Hell,
it's just a party." She pulled Heather down on her and the now mated
breasts flowed against each other and the heavy pressure on their ribs
caused a flood of pleasant sensations to flow into their bellies.
"I guess. Hey, what did you think I was going to say? I love to
feel your chest press on me like this. Like two very firm, hot
pillows. Wonderful." She was purring into Heather's ear.
"Me too. Well, I thought you'd say no to the date. I thought your
SO is pretty much fem lesbian exclusively."
"No, to the fetish thing. What did you think I was going to say?"
"Hypnotism." Karin searched Heather's face. Shit, she didn't mean
to talk about all the stuff Traci had shared with her earlier. She had
forgotten. She slipped her thigh between Heather's and began a gentle
rocking pressure on Heather's pussy, Heather spreading her thighs a
bit to allow more direct contact on her now erect clit, which
flattened against Karin's skin until it pointed up at their bellies.
Heather breathed hard and kissed Karin in a deep French kiss,
pulling back as her orgasm approached and her hips began to twitch and
thrust down on Karin's thigh.
She lifted herself almost involuntarily up from Karin, her head
back, arms straight holding herself off the bed, her long permed dark
hair spread over her back in a carpet of tangled coils. Her eyes
closed and her mouth opened and she shuddered, again and then again.
Her oversized breasts still covered most of Karin's and Karin could
feel the mini-spasms ripping through Heather as the heavy breasts
bounced on her hard nipples.
"Darling, I'm going to... Unh... Unh..." It rolled up her belly
and exploded in her brain, a thin trickle of wet drained down Karin's
bare thigh, "cum!" It was a high pitched squeak as the wind was driven
from her by the tension gripping her chest and belly.
Karin was thrilled to see her lover explode in front of her, so
easily and so obviously enjoying herself completely. So relaxed and
giving. She gathered up a firm breast and with effort pulled a tender,
extended nipple deep in her mouth and sucked hard while she rolled the
other one between two fingers. Heather continued to orgasm, the first
winding down, then a second flooded her nerves and she grunted her
pleasure, unable to speak. Again and again Heather rolled from one
orgasm to another until it was Heather who passed out and relaxed down
on top of Karin.
Karin stroked her back and hair, her thigh still stroking the
extended girl-cock of a clit trapped there. Heather gave several sighs
and trembled. Karin could never, ever remember feeling so completely
relaxed or sexy as she held her new female lover tightly in her arms.
Maybe I'm really a lesbian? She thought for a moment. This just feels
to totally RIGHT!
Heather moaned in her ear.
"Wow, you give as good as you get!"
"I'm glad." She grabbed Heather's tail and squeezed the tight
buns, pressing her clit down even harder on her leg.
"Hey! Give me a minute! I'm too sensitive right now."
She rolled off Karin.
"Sorry!"
"Don't apologize. Normally, I just go on and on. Must be getting
to be.."
"Don't say it." Karin held a finger to Heather's lips.
"I was going to say too old!"
They both laughed. Heather stroked Karin all over for a while and
they just lay there and enjoyed the smell of each other's hair and
pussies, the gently erotic musk filling the room and bed.
"Hey, why hypnotism?" Heather had just remembered from out the
misty fog of her recent lust.
Karin thought of how to answer. She decided to tell all. "Well,
before we left, Traci and I had coffee and she..."
"When?"
"Before we left. You were still hypnotized."
"What! Are you saying that..."
"This morning, anyway Traci told me all about it. Now, let me
tell you first before you start in with a bunch of questions I
probably can't answer anyway." And Karin proceeded to relay the
information that Traci had given her while Heather fell silent.
Heather was amazed, and a bit crestfallen. "So that's how we all
ended up in such a mess. Did Traci say how she wanted you to help us
get out of it?"
"No. We left then." Karin ran her hands over her bodice again.
"One more time lover." She rolled onto Heather and began to suck on a
tender nipple.
In spite of the distraction of learning that the hypno-business
was a lot more complicated, Heather immediately found her mind fully
concentrated on the heat now pouring out of Karin's mouth and tongue
and into her nipple and breast. "Oh, that's nice. Turn around honey. I
want to eat your naked pussy again. Can you stay the night?"
Karin felt her stomach jump and then Heather's tongue plunged
into her. Her gasp and tremor told Heather her answer. The two women
locked their legs around each other's heads and the fleeting hours of
the afternoon and evening were spent there in the bed in total bliss
as they licked and sucked each other to repeated orgasm. It was very
late when they fell asleep in each other's arms, still locked in an
inverted embrace.
Sherry sat there crying. It was ten o'clock on Sunday morning and
Heather had just asked her if she had ever hypnotized her.
"Yes. I'm sorry I lied. I. I just get such a total kick out of
watching someone go under. Like a drug. Please forgive me." She wept.
She could loose Heather and she didn't want that.
Karin sat and kept silent. Obviously Sherry cared for Heather. It
was obvious from how Sherry looked at her and how upset she now was.
Damn, this girl was too much. She watched Heather and was struck by
how tender she was. Karin knew she'd be furious and be throwing
things. She knew Heather was upset, but she was, well, trying to
understand and not do anything rash.
"Did you ever have sex with me while I was under?" Wow. A bomb of
a question if she ever heard one. In other words, did you ever rape
me?
"No, never, I swear. I never touched you. I just gave you the
post-hypnotic instruction, and then woke you up. And you know the
rest."
"You just did it for the rush you get?"
"Yes. It gets me so turned on I think I'll explode with excitement. I
think I'm addicted to doing it to people." She was wiping away the
tears. Her eyes were red.
"What are we going to do?" Heather asked.
Sherry looked up hopefully. Heather hadn't thrown her out of her
life. Yet. She pulled her long, thick mane of honey blonde hair around
and eased off the ties it was in. It spilled down her front. Heather
loved her hair and she hoped it would somehow help for her to see it.
Heather watched her, torn between her anger and her friendship,
and, yes, her lust for this beautiful blonde.
"Damn! How am I ever going to trust you? That's what I want to
know." Heather looked over at Karin, who was still staying silent.
Karin looked at the floor. She shouldn't be here listening to this.
Heather had insisted she stay.
"Sherry, I was attracted to you the first second I saw you. I'm
still attracted to you even now. But I'm very hurt."
"I'm so sorry. Please forgive me."
"I believe you. But I may be hurt for a while. I need your help
to get all of us out of the hypno-thing. Will you do it?"
"Yes. Anything." She was so happy. She ran her thick hair through
her fingers and expertly flipped it to the other side of her neck in a
practiced move. She had hair flipping down to a real science and
practiced constantly in a mirror to learn to get each and every effect
she wanted. And with this thick mane, she could practically want you
to fuck her without every opening her mouth or touching you. She began
to work on Heather in a casual way. She wasn't sure Heather was even
paying attention, at least at first.
Karin was another story. Karin was fascinated to watch Sherry
playing with her hair and admired the effects she could create. And
how very, very sexy it was all of a sudden. Sherry looked over with
red rimmed eyes and smiled at her new found audience. She had only
just met Karin and immediately knew she'd like her. She turned back to
Heather and spilled her hair down over her breasts like a waterfall.
She knew the tips of her nipples would poke through and that's
all. She was braless under the T-shirt and her tight nipples would be
all that poked through the yellow layer of hair.
Heather was far too distracted to notice. But Karin was being
seduced and felt herself getting very turned on looking at those
nipples peaking through the hair. And her mind quickly turned to
thoughts of pulling one of them into her mouth. A night of passion
with Heather was not enough to satisfy her, it was becoming apparent.
Heather announced she was going to make some coffee and toast and
wanted to be alone for a few minutes. She left the room and Karin and
Sherry locked eyes. Karin licked her lips and found her mouth dry with
tension and looked away, blushing beautifully. Sherry's eyebrow went
up as she homed in on this obviously very horny girl sitting only a
few feet away. Even as she did, she found herself thinking that
everything here might turn out much better than she could have hoped
even ten minutes ago.
"Your hair. It's really beautiful." Karin managed to get out very
softly.
"Thank you. Yours too. It's a nice cut. You could let it grow out
long and it'd be really hot."
"I was thinking about that yesterday. About getting it to grow
out. How do you keep it so shiny? It's really spectacular."
"My secret! And lots and lots of TLC."
"I'll bet." Karin looked deep into Sherry's eyes. Sherry was
smiling.
"You must think I'm weird to be involved in this hypnotism
stuff." Sherry modulated her voice carefully. It became soft, calm,
and, for some reason, very relaxed.
"No, not weird. I've never had any experience with it thought. It
turns you on?" Karin noticed the change in Sherry's voice, but
continued to watch her hair.
"Yes. Big time. No, more than big time. It's overwhelming."
Sherry admitted, working her voice, watching Karin's eyes. They were
following her hair as she moved it. "I. I really love to do it any
chance I get." Sherry was already getting wet between the legs as she
lured Karin into the trance. She continued the slow, regular movements
of her hair.
Karin remembered the latex merry widow now tucked in her handbag
and the overwhelming sensation of lust it gave her and understood what
Sherry was talking about. Her eyes continued to follow the sway of the
golden locks. She felt so relaxed. The beautiful luster of the hair
held her.
"Karin, are you feeling more relaxed now?"
"Yes, very relaxed."
"Follow the sound of my voice. You are feeling very relaxed, more
and more you just want to relax and listen to my voice." Sherry felt
her nipples harden and a thrill went down her back. Karin was hers
now. Sherry continued to speak, so soothingly that Karin felt herself
ooze toward that place of peace in the middle of that voice.
"You are almost totally relaxed now." Karin was finding it hard
to follow the glistening hair. Her eyes felt so heavy.
"Your eyes are very, very heavy and you just can't keep them
open."
"I can't keep them open." Karin felt so relaxed. Her eyes closed.
"You are now totally relaxed and will listen to the sound of my
voice." Sherry was trembling as the girl went under and she took
complete control. Her hand left her hair and slid down into her pants
and she began to finger herself rapidly. She was so hot, only moments
were going to be required to do the trick. She felt the tightening of
her stomach as her orgasm approached. In spite of her excitement, she
slowed her hand down and continued to talk to Karin. Knowing that
Heather could return at any moment and finding Karin hypnotized would
surely ruin any chances of being Heather's friend again, she knew she
had to bring Karin back quickly.
Her and stroked the now rigid clit under her panties. Sparks were
shooting into her pussy and she knew her underwear was soaked.
"Karin, whenever you hear me say the word `quickie' to you, you
will come with me and want to have sex with me. When you awake, you
will not remember hearing me say this to you. Do you understand."
Karin's voice was soft but clear. "Yes. I understand. I will come
to you and want sex."
"You will want sex with me very badly."
"Yes, I will want sex with you."
Sherry's hand picked up the pace and she felt the orgasm grow at
the root of her spine and then her fingers mashed down on her clit,
slid past and then she pushed two fingers of cotton panties deep into
her soaked pussy. She groaned softly as her hips slammed down on the
sofa cushion in a spasm. Her hips jerked again and again and her
breathing stopped. Somewhere in the back of her exploding brain, she
was thinking that hypno-sex was better than anything she could every
have imagined. Knowing that yet another woman was going to be feasting
between her legs at every possible opportunity was overpowering. That
she was in complete, total control. Her breathing was still ragged.
But she had to get Karin back. She heard the toaster pop in the
kitchen.
"Karin, you will remember nothing about this. I will count
backwards from five very slowly and at each number, you will become
more and more awake."
"Yes."
"Five, you can feel yourself becoming less sleepy."
"Four, you can open your eyes now."
Karin's eyes opened slowly and she blinked lazily. "Three, you
are becoming awake."
"Two, you are almost awake."
"One, you are fully awake now."
Karin blinked again and looked around. Sherry had pulled her wet
fingers out of her pussy and was holding her hair just as Karin
remembered.
Heather came into the room, a cup of tea in one hand and a plate
heaped with toast in the other. She sat next to Sherry on the sofa.
"There's plenty of hot water and the cups are out. Coffee is made and
tea bags are in the canister next to the sink. I'm starved."
In spite of the smell of toast and tea, Heather immediately
picked up the unmistakable smell of Sherry's lubrication still damp on
her hand. "A bit horny this morning, are we?"
Sherry was still blushing from her orgasm. "I. I woke up horny,
as always." Which was usually true. "You should have told me. I could
have helped you with that." Heather offered.
"Not likely. You were furious at me."
"Well, I'm over that. You can't help it if you have a hypno-
fetish thing." She smiled at Sherry and Sherry knew all was forgiven.
Karin was finding it to focus in on the conversation, for some
reason. Like she had just woken up from a deep sleep and felt
partially out of touch. She reached over and picked up a piece of
toast and began to munch, realizing how hungry she was. A night of
intense sex had left her ravenous.
Heather looked over and smiled at Karin.
"Now, let's get the hypno-stuff over. Put me under and remove the
code words you planted. We'll start with me. Then, we get Janet to
change the words she is using with Traci and not let you know what
they are. Then, we get Janet to put you under and remove the code
words she is using on you.
"Um, that's OK." Sherry said. "Actually, it excites the hell out
of knowing that Janet has all this sex with me and I don't know it."
"You are? Excited by it? But you don't even remember it!"
"Yes, but you know how I feel about her. Maybe some day she
really will want to have sex with me without the hypnosis and we can
try being more than just employer/employee."
Heather looked doubtful, but said, "OK, suit yourself.
Personally, I think you should stop it and tell her now how you feel."
"I want to, you know that, but I'm afraid I'll loose her."
"Well, you don't exactly have a relationship now, I mean, other
than they hypno-sex."
"True. I don't know. Let me think about it." "OK, put the toast
down and put me under. No code words. Do it with the charm."
Sherry was already reaching for her hair when she remembered that
she had already lured Karin with that trick. Heather's insistence on
the charm technique was a nice save for her. She pulled it out of its
little pocket in her pocketbook by her feet.
Heather relaxed back into her seat, turned to she could face
Sherry.
Sherry modulated her voice and began to speak. After a few
seconds, she began to swing the charm back and forth.
Karin heard the sudden change in Sherry's voice and it made her
feel funny. Like something she had heard her do a few minutes ago. She
continued to eat her toast and watched as the feeling passed.
In only moments, Heather began to slide under. Sherry gave a
shiver and at the movement Karin turned to watch her. Her face was
flushed and her lips glistened for her licking them. From this side
view, Karin could see that Sherry's right nipple was rock hard and
tenting her thin blouse. Sherry was obviously very excited, just like
she said she got. And Karin felt her own arousal tingle between her
legs. Watching Sherry take such complete control over Heather was
exciting. Sherry was exciting. Her eyes stayed riveted on the now
heaving chest, the nipple a hard eraser against the cloth.
Heather was almost completely under now and Sherry felt the
urgent need to get off again. Her clit was on fire and rock hard
against her still very damp panties. Sherry glanced over at Karin and
saw where her attention was. She could feel the tightness of the
nipple as it pulled the firm skin of her breast tightly. She bit her
lip trying to restrain herself, but failed and give in to the moment.
"Karin."
"Yes"
"I think it's time for a quickie." Sherry said gently. Heather's
eyes closed and Sherry was trembling.
Karin felt as though a wave of erotic heat swept over her body.
She found herself wanting to have sex with Sherry in such a bad way.
But she hardly knew her and it held her back for a moment. But the
sexual tension between her legs grew in an ever expanding wave and she
found herself getting off the chair and walking the few steps to
Sherry.
"I..."
Sherry smiled and pulled her down and kissed her. "I know. I want
you to do it to me. I want you to eat me. Please eat me."
Karin was trembling as she reached without hesitation for the
snap on Sherry's jeans. Sherry stood and the jeans were off in a
flash. The now darkly stained panties slipped free under Karin's eager
fingers and fell from her slim thighs and joined the jeans. Her dark
bush was presented to Karin and she leaned in and began to lick at the
top of Sherry's inflamed and very wet slash. Sherry sighed, her tight
belly spasm and she shivered again.
Two at once! She was almost overwhelmed with a wave of lust and
felt an orgasm starting immediately, a tidal wave between her legs
that wasn't going to be held back.
NO! Not so soon! She fought to hold it off just a bit longer, but
her back bowed and her mane of golden hair hung down in a wonderful
waterfall past her tail. Her mouth hung open and she trembled
uncontrollably as the hot tip of Karin's tongue now began to lash her
clit, sending her over the edge into the pool of lust waiting there to
take her, the release crashing through her. "Ahhhhhh...!" And then,
she rolled swiftly from the first orgasm and began another, even more
intense. Her knees gave way and she sank onto the sofa, Karin's eager
hands now firmly gripping Sherry's rock hard cheeks, pulling Sherry's
plush pussy hard against Karin's mouth. Whatever lack of experience
Karin had with women, she was making up for with pure energy and
frantic activity.
Karin was now exploding with the need to tongue-fuck Sherry. No
matter how deeply she plunged her tongue up inside her, she tried to
get in deeper. She chewed on the puffed lips, sucking them deep inside
her mouth. Sherry groaned wildly and flung her long legs around
Karin's ears and locked her heels just as another orgasm hit. The
involuntary reaction lifted her tail clear of the sofa cushion as she
supported herself with her arms over the back of the sofa. Her hair
hung down behind her to the floor as her head bent back over the sofa.
Unable to stop herself, Karin's tongue went in even deeper. Hypno-sex
had always been extra good, but with Karin to service her just as
Heather went under, Sherry was on an all-time high, with no signs of
her lust abating. It went to another high as Karin released her grip
on Sherry's buns and reached up under Sherry's blouse and firmly
grabbed her tits and rolled the nipples savagely between her thumbs
and fingers. Sherry's very tender nipples seemed to become white hot
pokers and the heat poured through Sherry's chest. She was on fire
everywhere, but especially in her mind as, incredibly, her arousal
grew instead of being satisfied.
Even as she was fucking Sherry so eagerly, somewhere in Karin's
mind she wondered at what was happening to her to behave like this.
Like some wanton whore. But this sudden and continuing overwhelming
need to suck Sherry's pussy drove the thought from her mind. Almost
unnoticed, one hand reached between her own legs and began to rub her
now very inflamed clit, her hips swaying to the electric tingles
spreading through her belly. Sherry tasted different than Heather and
she wondered if all women would also.
Sherry began to pant as the next orgasm built up but this time
she just wouldn't, or couldn't, come. Her overloaded nervous system
kept her climbing higher and higher and she was now pounding the sofa
with an arm as involuntary nerves in her whole body began to short
out.
Karin tore open her own pants and two eager fingers slipped
inside her now totally open, naked pussy. They filled her up and she
groaned as she pumped wildly, her arm a blur. The heat and thickness
between her legs flowed over her belly and chest and she exploded, her
scream into Sherry's sopping pussy lost in Sherry's belly. But it was
enough to push Sherry into an orgasm more intense than anything she
had ever experienced. She stopped being able to breath and her brain
exploded with pleasures beyond her imagining. Floating on a seemingly
red hot cloud of lust, she groaned and passed out, her tail slowly
lowering onto the cushion, Karin trying to follow her down with her
mouth still firmly sucking at the swollen flesh under her lips.
Her own release came moments after, calming down her lust. Karin
caught her breath and finally pulled back and surveyed the scene
through dazed eyes. Sherry was completely open to her, her sopping
pussy lips full and open, exposing the deep, tight pussy that lay just
beyond. Heather still sat on the end of the sofa in a deep hypnotic
trance.
And as suddenly as she had felt the need to fuck Sherry come over
her, she calmed and took stock. Finally, too embarrassed at her own
actions, she pulled her pants back up and snapped the. She left a
quick note to Heather and left it on the bed. Then, she headed for the
door to go home and get some rest. For the first time in her life, she
felt totally satisfied sexually. As she passed by the half-naked
Sherry, her hair still spilling down the back of the sofa, her legs
spread, her breathing still ragged, she scooped up the beautiful hair,
held it for a moment and admired its silky feeling, then she carefully
placed it down over Sherry's front. Finally, she leaned down and
kissed Sherry on the cheek. "I don't know what you do to me, but that
was just unbelievable. I LOVED it." And she let herself out, being
sure the door locked behind her. She sat in the car a long time
composing herself. One thing she decided for certain. Sex with women
was not only different, but exhausting. Three different women in only
twenty four hours. If she had done that with men, her friends would
call her a slut. Did it make a difference? Funny, she thought as she
drove off, maybe I'm a nympho! And laughed to herself. At least I'm
finally have some decent sex for once. She found Jean's card in her
purse and already knew she'd call her today. As she drove home, she
wondered just what it would feel like to have her boyfriend's hot dick
in her pussy (or even her ass --she let herself think) and have Jean
licking her naked clit and sucking her tits. She shivered and had to
take a cold shower when she got home to calm herself down. A new world
was opening up for her and she felt strangely excited and a bit out of
control as she rushed into it.
Sherry woke up and realized what a mess the place was. She
quickly pulled on her pants, stuffing her soaked underwear into her
pocketbook. Karin was no where to be seen and she decided she must
have left. Too bad, she thought. I wanted to tell her how hot she had
been and how great she was down there between my legs. And grinned,
knowing she could have a repeat just about any time she wanted.
Finally she plopped down in front of Heather. "Heather can you hear
me?"
"Yes." It was from far away, a little girls voice. Sherry
suddenly felt very protective and carefully gave Heather the
instructions to forget all past suggestions, and to remember nothing
of the session. Finally, she slowly woke her up.
As Heather blinked the daze from her eyes, Sherry carefully
refilled Heather's cup with hot tea to disguise the length of time
that had passed.
"Oh, Karin had to run. She said to be sure to thank you again for
the shopping yesterday and said she'd call you later in the week."
Sherry lied. She knew they had been shopping and didn't know herself
if anything else had gone on, but she suspected it had, since Karin
was there when she arrived.
"Oh, I missed her. Too bad. So, no more post-hypnotic suggestions
planted up here?" Heather tapped the side of her head, smiling.
"Nope, clean as a whistle. Now I'll just have to get my kicks
seducing you the hard way!"
"Like THAT's ever been a problem for you. You know you make me
hot." Heather stroked her hair and the side of her face.
"I'm sorry about how I messed things up. I'm glad it's out in the
open and all taken care of now." Sherry leaned against Heather and
felt her hot breath on her neck and ear intoxicating. The tip of
Heather's tongue followed. Sherry sighed with contentment.
They got up and headed for the bedroom, hand in hand. It would be
the end of the week before all the post-hypnotic suggestions were
removed from Sherry by Janet, and Janet changed her trigger word for
Traci. Sherry eased Heather's blouse off the magnificent set of tits
so proudly displayed in front of her and bent to begin to suck on
them. Heather was almost about to cum for the third time when the
phone rang.
"Heather?"
"Ummmmmmm... yes... Ummmmmm... hi, Traci... Ohhhh!" "Are you
fucking?"
"Oh, God YES!"
"I'll call back later."
"No. Yes! Yes... Ummmm"
"Well, will you stop long enough to hear some exciting news?"
"I. Yes." She gasped into her hand and stifled another moan as
Sherry began to feed her long tongue back into her pulsing vagina. A
thumb began to eagerly press on her ass, demanding entrance. Heather
lifted her hips a bit to give Sherry clear access. She loved fingers
and toys up her ass.
"You are going to have a show in London! The dealer there loved
your work and wants to take twenty or so works on consignment. You're
on your way!" Traci was very excited for her.
"That's... GREAT!" A thumb and long red nail disappeared up her
tail and began to press on the fingers now working the inside of her
very juicy pussy. The pressure was causing ripples of tension to flow
over her belly and she felt the orgasm pushing Traci's voice out of
her head.
"I have to leave on Sat. to set everything up. If we do well, you
may have to come over to meet your new customers." Traci was so
excited.
Heather shuddered, desperately trying to forestall the
inevitable. "That's great. Oh, honey, I'm SO excited!" A gross
understatement. She lifted a leg, then the other and let them fall in
a wide vee up over her ears to the headboard, locking them under the
brass rail on top. A favorite position when doing herself with a fat
dildo, it tightened her belly and made her orgasms incredibly intense.
"Me too. I'll call you later when I have more information. Dinner
tonight for sure. Can you come?"
"Oh, YES!" And the orgasm tore the voice from her and she began
to tremble and shake s her control was ripped from her. The phone fell
on the pillow next to her ear, cutting of the load moans that filled
the room.
"Great. Later, then lover." And Traci rung off. Heather never
heard her.
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