Today  would  be a long one, as Heather stretched in  bed  before
heading  to the bathroom. Naked as always, she lay there and  ran  her
hands  up  her sides and under her large, erect breasts and  pushed  a
pink  nipple  up to her mouth. Leaning her head down,  she  pulled  it
firmly into her mouth and pulled on it hard and it immediately erected
under the practiced guidance of her tongue. Pinning the now very  long
nipple  to the roof of her mouth with her tongue, she bit down  gently
until  the flesh of her breast was trapped in her mouth, and  withdrew
her  hand  from  supporting  the breast. The  increased  pressure  and
pulling sensation on her breast and nipple started a steady stream  of
sparks  to her pussy and she felt herself get moist. The rapid arousal
always worked when she needed to get there fast, and she groaned  from
the  wave of pleasure in her belly. Then, she repeated the action with
the  other  breast, this time, as she released it  to  hang  from  her
mouth,  she  pulled at the other nipple, twisting it slowly  back  and
forth,  and applying pressure under the nipple with a firm  thumb  and
index finger and groaned even louder.
    She often wondered if the landlady overheard her making noise when
she masturbated, but generally didn't care.
     Her  cunt was now liquid and on fire from the stimulation of  her
chest,  and  a hand went to her mons and began to stoke it  and  press
downward  against  the heavenly swelling between  her  legs.  In  only
seconds,  her  clit appeared between her puffy and  opening  lips  and
stood  erect for her fingernail to gently tease. In only seconds,  the
first  orgasm built up in her loins and with a grunt and a spasm  that
shook  the entire bed, her butt drove down violently into the mattress
and  then  jerked back up against the waiting finger. And  again.  And
then,  yet  again.  Finally,  sweating lightly  from  the  very  rapid
repetition of orgasms, and with her heart still beating hard, she  let
herself calm down and then swung her feet onto the floor and walked to
the john, a thin trickle of cum wetting her thigh.
     In  the shower, she ran the day's schedule through her head  over
again and washed quickly, taking time to bring herself off twice more,
just for good measure. Good measure, because she knew it would be  the
last  time she was going to be able to do anything at all sexual  with
anybody,  or  to  herself until her guests left on Sunday.  The  early
morning  masturbation,  while  not  at  all  uncommon  for  her,   was
especially necessary in a vain attempt to cool her erotic ardor a bit,
at least for today. Tomorrow would be a challenge.
     Jumping  into  a pair of old jeans cutoffs, with threads  hanging
down  (they tickled her legs, a definite BIG turnon as she walked),  a
mistake  today,  but she forgot that for the moment as  she  pulled  a
sleeveless light sweater over her now bra-encased breasts. The nipples
still  tingled from her teeth and she rubbed them hard with her  palms
to try to get them to settle down, which they slowly did. Her body had
a  sense  memory  like  nothing she could imagine.  Even  now,  twenty
minutes later, she could feel her fingernail on her clit almost as  if
she was still arousing herself. Damn. Body, settle down and give me  a
break! At least for the next couple of days.
     No  Traci. Or anybody else. Her cousins were coming for a college
visit  and interviews. Well, actually, her second cousin Tami and  two
of  her high school girl friends, Gina and Chloe. Heather's Mother had
called  on Wednesday night to ask if they could stay with her  at  the
apartment for the weekend, pick them up at the train station and  drop
them  off, and generally watch over them for the weekend and show them
the campus. Unable to say no, she agreed, even though the homework was
piling up already, even though school was only into the second week of
the Junior year.
     And  Traci.  Traci,  her  dear sweet  luscious  lover,  and,  art
professor, was the worst! Her class assignments were many, tough,  and
demanding.  Traci had warned her that if anything, their  relationship
would mean that she would be harder on Heather than anyone else in her
class  so  that  if  anyone found out about their being  lovers,  they
couldn't  find  any trace of favoritism. Well, that was  for  certain.
They  had  only had time to see each other once aside from the  dinner
with  her parents, which had gone very well. After all these years  of
worrying about how to handle her sexual orientation with them, it  all
seemed  to  just  fall  into  place. She knew  they  were  exceptional
parents. She never felt so loved.
    And she and Traci would not see each other this weekend because of
Heather's commitments. Heather missed her, and wondered if they  could
get  back to the pool before the Summer ended and it would be too cold
to float and...
     Her  Mother had made a very big deal out of warning her that  her
cousin  and  friends, whom Heather hardly knew, except from  a  family
reunion picnic many years before, came from a very conservative branch
of  the  family from a very small town in the mid-west who  were  very
religious.  Heather  had  to be careful to protect  them  and  not  do
anything that would go against their beliefs. She assured her Mom that
she  understood and would send them home unsullied. It  would  be  the
same  as  if  they  had  come to live in a monastery.  They  had  both
laughed,  but  when Heather had hung up, she knew it would  be  tough.
First,  she  had a female lover, who would be interviewing the  girls!
Second, the school was anything but an innocent place, with mixed  sex
dorms, heavy weekend drinking and partying, and minimal supervision by
the school officials.
     Having  been  sixteen only four years previously, she  remembered
quite clearly how hot to trot she had been, and most of her friends at
that  age. Ready to bust out and experiment. And now, away from  home,
she expected that her firm hand and restrictions were not going to  go
down well at all. No, definitely, not well at all.
     Her classes finished at three o'clock, right on schedule and  she
made  a  beeline for her apartment to change. Keeping an  eye  on  the
clock,  she changed into a pair of loose slacks, a heavy, thick fabric
bra  that flattened her breasts somewhat and definitely hid her erotic
nipples,  and then a blouse that was almost baggy and her ample  bosom
line all but disappeared. Welcome back to high school she thought. She
kept on the G-string panties just to feel good under her disguise.
     Scrubbing all the makeup off her face, she pulled her  hair  back
and  put it into a bun and pinned it. There, she thought. Put a  habit
on  me and I'm all set for the nunnery! The pressure of the tight  bra
pulling her breasts hard against her ribs actually felt quit good, and
her tingling pussy made a liar out of her even as she had the thought.
Yeah, right.
     She  headed for the train station, and even with a heavy foot  on
the accelerator, she was ten minutes late parking. She rushed into the
station,  and found the platform the train came in on and was relieved
to  see  that Amtrak was late again, and relaxed a moment. She reached
the  platform  just as the train rolled in and she  stood  up  by  the
engine, not wanting to miss the kids as they came off the train.
     Many people got off, and then she spotted them near the last car,
far  down the platform. It was hard to miss this group. Each had on  a
small  hat with a ribbon, a simple, shapeless dress that came  to  the
knees,  white  anklet socks and white flats. They even  had  on  white
gloves!  A  purse  was  hanging from one  shoulder  and  they  carried
something  in  one hand, but at this distance, she couldn't  make  out
what it was.
     She  tried to guess who was who, but her distant memory from  the
picnic long ago wasn't of much use. They walked slowly toward her  and
she  noticed that the tallest girl, about her own height, was a  blond
with  long  straight hair, like it was ironed straight. She walked  in
the  lead  and guessed she must be Tami. Very cute from here.  To  her
left walked a brunette with short hair, almost bouncing along. And  to
her right and slightly to behind the two others was a very dark haired
girl  who  was two inches or so shorter than Tami, her hair cut  in  a
nice  blunt cut at the top of the shoulders, nicely framing  her  very
pretty  face. But what made her stand out was the fluid, almost slinky
way  she  walked, gliding along the platform. It was a sexy walk  that
oozed  of erotic intent and Heather felt herself go damp just allowing
herself watch her flow toward her. Get a grip girl! Here they are!
    "Are you Tami? HI! I'm your cousin Heather."
     "HI!"  They  hugged briefly. Tami introduced  her  to  Gina,  the
brunette,  who said hi and shook her hand and then to Chloe,  who,  to
Heather's  surprise, floated over to her and gave her a very  intimate
hug and a kiss on the cheek. In just those few seconds, she could feel
two  very firm, large breasts press into her ribs just under her  own.
This  girl was built, but the dress gave almost no clue to the  curves
underneath, hidden in all the frills. As Chloe stepped back, found  it
difficult  to stop looking into the girl's liquid brown bedroom  eyes,
her gaze locked unblinkingly with Heather's.
     Finally, Heather broke the moment and said, "Well, welcome to our
town  and  my college! I hope you like it here. We'll go  back  to  my
apartment and let you get settled, then go to the college eating  hall
and  have dinner so you can see the crowd. Then, we'll play it by ear,
OK?"
     "Great!  We  can pick up our bags upstairs at the  baggage  claim
area." As they turned to go, Heather realized that the girls were each
carrying a small leather bound Bible in their gloved hands. It  was  a
scene  from Anne of Green Gables and she almost started laughing.  She
led  the  way and soon had their luggage in the trunk of the  car  and
they were soon in her apartment.
     As  the girls spread their things out in the extra bedroom,  Tami
came in and handed her an envelop. "Mother said I was to give this  to
you  as  soon as we arrived. I forgot at the train station, I  was  so
excited to be here." Heather took it from her hand and looked up at  a
worried face.
     "Don't worry. I wouldn't have read it there anyway. Go settle  in
and we'll get something to eat."
    As she left, Heather tore open the envelop and rapidly scanned the
contents, written in a tight, neat feminine hand.
          
     Dear Heather,
           Thank you so much for agreeing to take in the girls on such
     short  notice. I know you will have much to do in a  short  time,
     but  I  want  you to remember that we have raised Tami  (and  the
     other  parents  are in agreement on this) in a strict  upbringing
     much more restrictive than your own. Please respect my wishes and
     apply my rules in deciding what is allowable and not your own.  I
     have confidence that we can count on you completely.
     1. The girls have a 9PM curfew at night, with no exceptions. This
     includes bathing and prayers.
     2.  They  are to read their Bible's for ten minutes each  morning
     and evening.
     3.  They  are not allowed to consume alcohol in any quantity,  or
     any other drugs.
     4.  Under no circumstances are they allowed to go out on  a  date
     with  a  boy unless you chaperone them, and have them in  by  the
     curfew time.
     5.  Tami  has a slight sleep walking problem right now. Chloe  is
     fully  aware  of the problem, the treatment that  Tami  has  been
     getting,  and  how to handle things if the problem  should  occur
     during  their  visit. Under no circumstances talk to  Tami  about
     this, only Chloe, as Tami is not fully aware of the problem. I do
     not expect any problems, however, as she has been much better  as
     of late.
     Good luck and I hope to meet you one of these days.
          
          Thank you again for kind assistance.
          Signed, Linda Greer

    WOW! The kids DO live in nunnery! 9 PM curfew? Is she kidding? And
sleep  walking? Well, I have to do this or everyone will get into  hot
water.  She  went over to the doorway and motioned for Chloe  to  come
over.  Again, Heather was intrigued at the fluid way she moved.  Never
in a hurry, just unbelievably graceful. It was very sexy.
    "Yes?"
     "Can you come in a minute? And close the door a bit? Thanks. Come
here and sit on the bed. Tell me about Tami and the sleepwalking."
     "Oh, her Mother mentioned that? Well, it's quite embarrassing for
her.  About six months ago, she just started getting up at  night  and
walking around the house. One night, she got everyone else out of bed,
got  them downstairs and in a circle on the floor and had them singing
songs and holding hands for hours, then they all went back to bed. She
didn't  remember  it at all the next day. She did  other  things  like
that.  Once they woke her up and she freaked out, so they took her  to
the  doctor's  and he advised that she should come in  for  treatments
immediately. He told us that if she does walk in her sleep,  under  no
circumstances should we wake her up, and if she wants things done,  we
should  do  them to keep her happy, no matter what they are.  But,  we
needn't worry, I don't think. She hasn't done it for weeks now and the
Doctor thinks she might be over it. I'm sure Tami's Mom only mentioned
it  so  if it happened you'd know what to do. Anyway, I know all about
it  and  I'll help if it happens." Heather was just falling into  this
girls  voice. Soft, slow speaking, it was a melodious sexy voice  that
pulled you into it and made you want to have her just keep talking  to
you. That and her deep brown eyes were getting Heather all aroused.
     She  finally  broke free from the spell with an effort  and  they
stood up. "Thanks, Chloe. Not a problem to worry about. Let's get some
eats!" Even as she said it, her eyes fell down to the front of Chloe's
dress,  trying  to see the full tits she knew lurked  there,  but  was
defeated  by  the simple lines of the fabric that showed her  nothing.
She  glanced up and Chloe was looking directly at her, a slight  smile
on her lips. Finally, she broke eye contact and they walked out of the
room together.
    After dinner, Heather and the girls walked all over the campus and
at  eight  thirty headed back for the apartment. Heather noticed  that
they  made  no  protest  at  the early end  to  the  evening.  In  the
apartment,  they  cleaned up and changed into night  clothes,  totally
baggy  night  gowns that covered their bodies from the  neck  down  to
their  toes. While Heather studied, they read from their Bibles,  said
prayers on their knees and then, gave Heather a kiss on the cheek  and
walked back to the other room to go to bed. Chloe waited till last and
came  over and stood by Heather for a moment, looking down at her from
hooded eyes, holding her gaze unblinkingly. Then, she leaned down  and
gave Heather a kiss full on the mouth, holding it just a moment longer
than  a friendly kiss required, then stood up, still holding Heather's
eyes with her own.
     Heather's  heart started to race and she felt her pussy  go  wet.
Damn!  What  the hell was that? Where did that come from?  She's  just
being  friendly, calm down. She's a kid from a farm and she reads  her
Bible  all the time. But her pussy was screaming that this girl wanted
her,  and  she knew her pussy was never wrong. Oh, shit.  I  hope  she
doesn't try anything. I don't think I'll be able to keep my hands  off
her and then we'll really have a stink.
     And  Chloe  retired and pulled the door shut behind her.  Leaving
Heather tight-chested and breathing hard. Finally, she was able to get
back to studying and it was almost midnight when she slipped into  the
bathroom and changed into a pair of flannel PJ's and slid between  the
sheets.  God,  flannel, of all things. What we don't do  to  keep  the
relatives happy. And then, she slept.
     And  awoke the next day with the sun well up and a knock  on  the
door asking if she was awake. They cleaned up in the bathroom one at a
time,  and  Heather could see them dressing through the open  doorway.
Nothing  remarkable, just white panties and cotton  bras,  with  loose
sweaters and skirts of neutral colors. Chloe looked over at Heather to
make sure she was watching, then slowly removed her nightgown and  let
Heather  see her full figure. High breasted, with large brown nipples,
a  very narrow waist, and then full hips, with long legs capped with a
very  prominent  mons with neatly trimmed bush. Still facing  Heather,
who  couldn't  take her eyes off her, she pulled on a pair  of  bright
blue  satin  low cut panties that eased into the joints of her  thighs
and  framed  her pussy like a mold, her slit clearly outlined  by  the
fabric.  She took more time than necessary to adjust the top,  pulling
the  elastic  away  from her hard, flat stomach and running  a  finger
along the skin several times very slowly.
     The bra was a matching fabric and she took even longer easing her
firm  breasts  into  the  cups  and adjusting  the  fit,  her  fingers
lingering  on her nipples and teasing them to hardness. When  she  was
done,  she  reached around back and snapped the clasp, her  now  tight
nipples thrusting out at Heather, the fabric becoming almost a  second
skin. A deep cleavage resulted, inviting eyes, fingers, and tongues to
enjoy.
     Chloe  again locked eyes with Heather and Heather felt her  knees
getting weak. Damn, this girl was trying to seduce her, she was  sure.
And  she was having her doubts about them being simple country  girls.
At least Chloe...
     Turning away at last, Chloe too slipped on a shapeless blouse and
skirt,  which in seconds hid her voluptuous figure from view.  It  was
some  minutes before Heather's heart slowed down and she felt able  to
take  them  over  to  breakfast, then through  the  day's  interviews.
Heather  decided it certainly wasn't her imagination  that  Chloe  was
interested  in  her  after  about  the  tenth  time  Chloe  found   an
opportunity to put her hand on Heather's arm, or in the small  of  her
back,  and  left  it there for a few seconds each time,  applying  the
smallest amount of pressure.
     And walking around with her, watching her movements was a torment
of  sexual innuendo. It did not matter how much she tried to ignore it
all,  but Heather found herself deeply aroused by the end of the  day,
and several times tried to figure out how she could follow up on this,
but  no  opportunity presented itself and each time she chided herself
for  even thinking about it. The girl's face, eyes, voice, and motions
were almost hypnotic and erotic in the extreme.
     After  dinner, they walked around again and finally, tired,  went
back  to  the  apartment and they had an almost exact  repeat  of  the
activities of the night before. And again, Chloe waited till  last  to
kiss  her goodnight. Heather planned to turn and present a cheek,  but
Chloe  had  placed a hand under her jaw as she leaned down and  tilted
Heather's  head up to her and she again kissed her very fully  on  the
mouth, her lips very moist. And, just before they broke, Heather  felt
an electric thrill go through her as she felt Chloe's tongue trace the
outline of her lips briefly, but distinctly.
     Heather reached out and held the girl's hands, and stood  up  and
looked  down  into  her  eyes. "I know what  you  want.  You  have  to
understand that we just can't." Even as she was saying it, every nerve
in  her pussy was screaming fuck her, fuck her. "It wouldn't be right.
Your  friends and parents would never understand and you would go home
with  your life a big mess." Heather paused. "You are the one  of  the
sexiest  people  I've ever met and I would have you in  my  bed  in  a
second  if  things were different. But they are what they are.  Please
understand and don't make things hard for either of us."
    Chloe just looked into her gaze. "Do you have a lover?"
    "Chloe, we can't..."
    "Do you?" It was soft, almost a whisper.
     "Yes,  I do. She's wonderful for me. You have to find someone  at
home. It can't be me, now, here. It will just be a problem for both of
us."
     "It's  too hard at home. Nobody's like me at home. They  all  are
after boys." It was a sad, disappointed voice. Forlorn.
    Heather lifted her chin up and told her, "You are wrong. There are
others, all around you. You let me know what you wanted and I got  the
message.  And if they don't get the message, you try with  others  you
are  attracted  to.  Just remember, you are not alone.  You  just  are
growing up right now in a way that makes it harder. Not impossible."
    "You really think that?"
     "Yes, absolutely. You feelings are completely valid. Trust  them.
And be patient. You will find the right person someday."
     Finally,  Chloe left the room and Heather realized  she  was  wet
between the legs from being so near this girl. God, she WAS sexy. This
was  going to be a long night for them both. Traci, where are you when
I  need  you? She was very tempted to just get off a quick  one  right
then,  but  pulled her hand back as it reached the top of her  slacks.
No.  It  would  shock these kids if they caught her.  Frustrated,  she
forced herself to sit at her desk.
     It was even harder to study this evening, but she pushed and even
started  writing a paper. Midnight was showing on the clock  when  she
brushed her teeth and hair, put on the ridiculous PJ's, and lay  down.
She  was  laying there with her eyes just closed, when she  heard  the
door handle turn and she looked up to find Tami entering the bedroom.
     "Tami, you can turn on the light so you can find your way to  the
bathroom  if you want." Heather spoke softly just in case  the  others
were already asleep.
    Tami just came over and stood next to the bed for several minutes.
Heather  just watched her, wondering what was going on. Finally,  Tami
said,  "I feel hot and need to take some clothes off." And she  peeled
off  the  flannel  nightgown from the bottom.  She  had  a  very  well
developed woman's body, with light brown pubic hair, flowing hips  and
small breasts tipped with very dark brown, small nipples.
     Heather was amazed and before she could object, she felt the  bed
shake  and suddenly Chloe's voice was in her ear. "She's asleep.  Just
go  along. She's never taken off her clothes before. That's  really  a
new  one." Heather was already starting to feel even more aroused from
the sight of the young girl in front of her and Chloe's sexy voice  in
her ear, so close. She could feel the heat from the girl's bodies wash
over  her own and her excitement grew more. Oh, God, she thought, this
is  not happening. That familiar and oh so pleasurable feeling of lust
began to pull at her pussy and nipples.
    Tami spoke again, gently, almost a whisper. "My breasts itch and I
need someone to rub them."
     Heather  whispered, "Who is she talking to? Are  we  supposed  to
start fondling her chest? This is ridiculous..." Even as she said  it,
mostly for show, she wanted to reach out and do it.
     Tami  spoke again, with louder, with anger in her voice,  getting
upset, "Someone needs to rub my chest, now!"
     Heather  eagerly  reached up and began to rub the  young  breasts
firmly. The nipples went hard immediately under her palms and her  own
heart began to beat faster. She spotted Gina in the doorway out of the
corner of her eye, watching with her mouth open.
     "Gina.  Gina! Get in here and be quiet. She's asleep and  doesn't
know what she's doing. Stop looking so shocked and be quiet." Tami was
running the show now. And Heather listened to her. After all, she  was
supposed  to be the expert on what to do when Tami was like this.  How
far would this go?
     Heather kept rubbing and Tami was getting a very dream-like  look
on her face. "That's very nice. I'm getting horny from that and I like
it.  Oh, my puss is wet! You can't stop me from saying my puss is wet.
My  puss is wet." Almost a sing-song. After repeating the little sing-
song  litany for a while, Tami broke in with, "I want to see everybody
naked like me. I want everyone to get horny like me. I want everyone's
puss to be wet, like me."
     Immediately Gina began to complain loudly. "I'm not  doing  this.
It's  disgusting!  She..." Chloe smacked her  and  whispered  harshly,
"Will you shut up and get that gown off. She doesn't know what she  is
doing.  Nobody here cares if your pussy gets wet. Get the  damn  thing
off.  Now." Heather was amazed at the confident strength in the girl's
voice.
     Gina  appeared  shocked  at the slap and  the  language  she  was
hearing.  "I'm gonna tell your mom.." But even as she complained,  she
was reaching down for the hem of her nightgown.
    "Nothing. We'll all get beat if you tell, you know that. We've all
been swimming naked before. Just strip."
     Hesitantly, Gina pulled her gown off and stood shaking,  covering
her  nice pert breasts with one arm and holding a hand over her  light
brown mons with the other.
     "Jesus, like I haven't seen you before. Heather, we need  to  get
your stuff off. Here lift your hips and I'll slide down the pants. And
the  top,  oh, buttons in the front." She leaned forward  and  reached
from  behind and Heather felt the girl's very firm, full breasts press
into  her  back.  Their heat was evident instantly  even  through  the
flannel.  Chloe must already have stripped off. Heather  realized  she
was  breathing hard and the touch of Chloe was driving her crazy.  And
that voice, in her ear, almost hypnotic...
     Chloe was working the buttons very slowly, rubbing her wrists and
inner  arms  over  as  much of Heather's tits as  possible  while  she
worked. Finally, she pulled the flannel off Heather one arm at a time,
while  Heather continued to rub Tami's chest with hardly  a  break  in
contact. Now they were all naked.
     And  Heather  gasped when Chloe moved back against her  back  and
pressed  herself against her and began to pinch and pull on  Heather's
nipples.
    "Chloe, she didn't say..."
    It was a whisper that Gina couldn't hear. "I know. But Gina didn't
hear her and I know you like it. It's our chance to be together."  Her
hands  had Heather's chest turning to molten lava under the  skin  and
her  cunt  had long since gone fully wet. Heather didn't even  try  to
protest further.
     The absurd situation continued for almost another minute. Heather
was in a growing state of need to be fucked. By anyone.
     Tami  began to speak. "My puss is very wet and I need to have  it
finger fucked. Gina, rub my chest while Heather puts a finger in me."
     Gina  looked stunned by this command. She was already  completely
amazed  at all the other activity and now responded almost as a  robot
would  and  before  she could believe it, she had  moved  over,  eased
Heather's  hands  out  of  the way and began to  fondle  her  friend's
breasts. And found she liked the way they felt in her hands. They were
hot and she could feel Tami shiver when she pinched the nipples as she
had  seen  Heather doing. She pinched a bit harder and Tami  began  to
breath  very  hard and give out little whimpers. She  eased  up  some,
afraid  she'd  wake  the girl. Relieved of tit-rubbing  duty,  Heather
reached  down  and put a finger slowly into Tami's cunt and  found  it
completely  soaked and cum started running down the back of  her  hand
almost  immediately, dripping onto the carpet. She needed a finger  in
her  own cunt so badly. "We have to get her on the bed. She's dripping
and  will ruin the carpets. Tami, why don't you lay on the bed,  dear.
You  are so sexy with your puss wet and your chest being rubbed. Don't
you want to lay down?"
     She took a bit to answer, and spoke as from a distance. "Yes, the
bed  sounds nice. We should all be on the bed, and each have a  finger
in our puss. That would be nice."
     Heather continued to insert her single digit and Tami moved  past
her and lay down, legs spread. Gina had to move over to the other side
of  the  bed  and reach down past Tami's head to grip her breasts  and
continue  her  activity. Tami just reached up and put a  hand  between
Gina's  legs and Gina gave a yelp as a finger slid up inside her.  Now
highly  aroused, Gina found she wanted to protest but it died  in  her
throat,  the yelp giving way to a low groan. Whatever inhibitions  she
had  had were falling away. Chloe moved next to Heather on the bed and
swung  her feet so she was laying just opposite to Heather,  with  her
head  at Heather's feet. Without any delay, she reached into Heather's
crotch and began to finger Heather's now swimming pussy.
    Tami said again. "We should all have a finger in our wet puss now.
There, isn't that nice."
     Heather was breathing hard. She could feel the tightening in  her
thighs  already as the pressure in her lower groin grew from  arousal.
Chloe  might be from the back woods, but she knew where to touch  her.
"Chloe,  we can't keep this up. We should wake her. This is going  too
far."
     "No,  we can't. It's not so bad, is it. I mean, we'll never  tell
and we can't risk her freaking out if she woke up and saw all this. It
would  be too great a shock." Her voice was thick with lust. She  took
Heather's hand a guided a finger into her thick black mat of hair  and
into  her  own  pussy as far as it would go and gave a loud  groan  of
pleasure in response.
     Heather gave up trying to make any pretense of being in some sort
of control or stopping this and gave her body to Chloe's busy fingers.
In return, she inserted a second, then a third into Chloe and the girl
began to hump and cry out from the now intense sensations.
     Gina was beginning to babble sweet nothings as she approached  an
orgasm  in  a  rush  that had her young body stiffening  to  meet  the
explosion, which took her several seconds later. Her beasts shook  and
bounced  and  her hips bucked again and again and now  Tami  had  four
fingers  buried in her virgin pussy and she came again rapidly  behind
the first.
     Heather  was  frustrated because Chloe had stopped fingering  her
when she orgasmed and now lay breathing hard next to Heather.
     Tami  was also very hot by now and Heather broke through her  own
heavy layer of excitement and concentrated on Tami's pussy, and,  with
expert  fingers,  found  the  girl's  clit  and  stroked  it  with   a
fingernail. Tami jerked and gasped as she came hard. And then the  bed
was  still  for a few minutes as they all lay there coming  down  from
their  arousal. Heather was sure this would be the end of  this  weird
session, but Tami surprised her. Without a word being spoken, Tami sat
up  and  straddled  Heather's chest with a  knee  on  either  side  of
Heather's head, presenting her pussy to Heather's mouth. "Eat me, dear
cousin, eat the cum right out of me. And Chloe should eat you as  your
reward. Dear Gina can watch us and finger herself."
     Heather began to lap at the wet, swollen pussy, pulling the  lips
into  her  mouth and running her tongue under each fold  from  top  to
bottom,  sucking and pulling. Then, she inserted her tongue  into  the
flowing  hole and a flood of cum poured out into her waiting mouth  as
she  swallowed  as much as possible. Her cousin tasted wonderful,  and
she  tongued her with wild abandon and Tami immediately began to grind
down onto her mouth as hard as possible.
    Chloe wasted no time pulling Heather's legs over her shoulders and
resting  Heather's heels in the small of her back as she  lowered  her
head  and began to lick and suck on Heather. The engorged, extra  long
clit she found there was fascinating to her, having never heard of  or
seen a woman this big, and she thrilled to the spasms and thrusts from
Heather's hips each time she licked or tickled the long bud  with  her
tongue  or  lips.  Having never tasted another woman before,  she  was
amazed  at  how  much she liked the flavor and how  it  saturated  her
palette  and made her want more. Her tongue went in deeper and  deeper
and Heather's pussy rewarded her with a flood of cum.
     Heather was almost crazy with lust at this point as Chloe's eager
feasting  at her pussy sent chills up and down her spine and her  body
jerked  up  and  down  involuntarily as  her  lower  parts  went  into
overdrive.  Tami  started to groan very loudly  and  came,  her  pussy
gripping Heather's tongue tightly again and again, and she released  a
large  flow of cum into Heather's mouth. Heather continue to eat  her,
almost  unaware of Tami's condition as she herself went over the  edge
and  a flame of heat filled her pussy and she came into Chloe's mouth.
Long  moments later, Chloe raised her head and slid up Heather's  body
and  began  to  suck on her tender nipples, now very, very  erect  and
tight from her post orgasm reaction.
     Heather gasped but Tami still pressed down on her mouth, and  she
continued to suck her off until Tami came again, this time with a loud
shout  that  startled them all. Tami finally climbed off  Heather  and
stood by the bed with a glazed look on her face, which was flushed red
from her orgasm, still breathing hard. Her thighs were glistening  wet
from the cum still running out of her pussy.
     Chloe  continued to lick Heather's beautiful mounds, ending  each
lick  at  the  top of the nipple, then going down the other  side  and
around  underneath. Heather was responding, but also  was  aware  they
needed  to  be  quiet or the landlady would be pounding  on  the  door
asking  what was going on in there. She rolled Chloe over on her  back
and  sucked on Chloe, licking her way down to Chloe's cum-slick  cunt,
then  plunged right in and began to bring her off. Finding the bud  of
her  clit,  she  rubbed  it hard with her tongue  and  Chloe  grunted,
groaned,  gasped, gave a great shiver and her back bent in a  bow.  In
seconds, she came very hard, blacking out at it's peak.
     As  Heather lifted her head, Gina was standing, finger in her own
pussy,  staring, eyes wide. "Gina, would you like me to do  you  too?"
Heather said softly.
     Gina stared at her, and slowly nodded her head yes. Heather  left
the  bed and knelt before her and pulled the girl's pussy to her  face
with  her hands around the firm globes of the girl's ass and began  to
lick  her  gently. Gina's knees began to wobble and  she  came  almost
immediately.  Heather held her tight and continued to probe  with  her
tongue  and Gina came again with a deep groan, placing both her  hands
behind Heather's head and pulling her tight to her cunt.
    Just  as Heather was regaining her feet,  Tami walked out  of  the
room and went back to her bed and lay down. Heather realized that  she
was going back to sleep and quickly, the three girls grabbed her night
gown and got it on her as she lay there, then covered her up.
    They  then  put  back  on  their  own night  clothes,  and  stood,
exhausted, embarrassed, excited, confused.
    "Look,  we all know Tami will not remember this ever happened.  We
just  did  what the Dr. ordered us to do, even if it was a bit,  let's
just  say,  extreme?" Heather was trying to ease out of this unplanned
orgy.  "Can we all just agree that we had to do what we had to do  and
try to forget it too?"
    Chloe chimed in, "I think that is the best thing to do. Nobody got
hurt,  and we can't tell anybody anyway. Let's just go to bed and  get
some sleep and forget it, OK Gina?"
    Gina  took a deep breath.  "I can't believe I'm saying  this,  but
that  was the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me.  I'm  not
going  to  talk  about it, but I'll never forget it either."  And  she
turned to go to bed.
    Chloe  hung back and looked at Heather.  She whispered,  "I  won't
forget it either." And gave Heather a kiss and she too went to bed.
    Heather lay in bed a long time wondering how the hell this had all
happened  so fast, and so unexpectedly. No easy answers came to  mind,
and the next thing she knew, there was a knock on the door and she got
up  to  get ready for church. At church, she kept being amazed at  how
lovely and innocent these three girls looked in their gloves and  very
conservative dresses. Just amazing.
     Later  at the train station platform, just as they were  boarding
the train, Chloe boarded last and handed Heather an envelope and said,
"Please don't be mad at us." And the train began to move. Back in  her
car,  she looked at the envelop and it was addressed to her,  but  had
been opened.
          
     Dear Heather,
           Thank you for taking these kids on such short notice. Given
     the  scandal they have caused with the assistant phys-ed  teacher
     last week on a class trip, we had to get them out of town somehow
     and  making  this a college hunting trip was as good a  cover  as
     any.
           They are not the sweet innocent kids they will lead you  to
     believe.  Keep and eye on them every second and don't  believe  a
     word they tell you. My daughter is the ring leader, so she'll try
     to pull something. With the phys-ed teacher, it was some cock and
     bull  about  a sleep disorder and how Tami couldn't be  awakened,
     not  matter what she told everyone to do in her sleep.  They  had
     the  poor  woman (well, I think she's bi- at least  and  probably
     enjoyed  the hell out of it) tied to the posts of the bed spread-
     eagle and were having oral sex with her when the principal walked
     in  and  found this mess. Now, what SHE was doing in the  woman's
     bedroom  at  3:30AM  hasn't been explained as  yet,  but  we  can
     probably  guess. Trouble with that is, the principal  is  married
     and we have that scandal to work out as well.
           Remember,  trust them not one inch. Hopefully by  the  time
     they  get back, the town will have settled down. These damn small
     towns are a bitch when you have something like this happen.  Good
     luck. You'll need it.
          
          Signed, Your Loving Aunt Linda (Greer)
    
    Another small slip of paper fell out of the first. Heather read:
     
     Heather,  I know what we did was wrong,  but we were just  having
     fun.  You  were  so nice to us. I want you to know  it  was  VERY
     special for me, even if we lied and played such a stupid game. It
     was  Tami's idea to substitute letters. I thought it would  be  a
     kick,  too. Gina went along, but after the phys-ed teacher  deal,
     was  pretty scared to do it again. Please don't hate me. I really
     do  like  girls  better  than guys and  am  very  frustrated  and
     confused right now about it all. You helped me a lot.
     
     Chloe (here's my address and phone if you want to yell at me!)
    
    Heather sat in the car and laughed till she cried. What a  prank!
Her pussy was still damp from all the action the night before.
    Back in her room,  she continued to think about the girls and then
made a decision. Pulling out some writing paper, she wrote:
    
    Dear Aunt Linda,
          The  girls just left and I want to report they were on their 
    very  best  behavior the  entire  time and the  weekend  went very
    smoothly as far as the type of thing you warned me about. However, 
    I must tell you that I failed to get them set up for all the proper
    interviews and, if at all possible,  they will have return soon to 
    complete them.
          I realize this might be a big  inconvenience for you all and 
    I'm really  sorry.  I would love to have  them visit  me again and 
    this  time we'll get them to see everybody.
          I hope things on your end are a bit quieter now, if you know 
    what I mean.  Please let me know when the  girls can come  back to 
    take  care of this unfinished business. 
          
          Sincerely, Heather

    Pulling out another piece of paper, she wrote:
     
    Dearest Chloe,
         The  memory of your hands,  fingers and tongue on my body has
    me still  tingling with  anticipation  for a  repeat.  Of course I 
    don't  hate you.  I laughed so hard I almost split my side. I have 
    written to Mrs. Greer  asking  that you all return for more inter-
    views to make up those missed  because of the  short notice of the 
    first trip.  I think  it  is time that Tami got a taste of her own
    medicine, don't you?  Now,  you must let Gina know  what to do and 
    say and I  know I can  rely on you to  arrange that  for me,  as I 
    don't have her address.
         Now, here is the plan...

     And  as she wrote, her left hand found her right nipple and began
to stroke it. She was grinning from ear to ear. And her pussy was wet.
A  taste  of her own medicine. Yes, she certainly would get a  lot  to
taste.