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