Heather rolled over on her back and stretched. The kind of fullbody stretch that pulls every muscle in your body absolutely rigid.Her back arched and strained. Her voluptuous boobs stood up as perfectoversized tear drops, almost defying gravity, and her strainingribcage pushed the tender, swollen nipples toward the ceiling. Herflat belly went almost concave from the taut pull of the abdominalmuscles. With her thighs tight together, pinching her clit hardbetween then, sparks were shooting pleasurably into her lower belly.Finally, relaxed like a cat, she practically purred as she rolledclose against Tracis back so that her tits flattened and nipples duginto her lower sides and her pussys deep black, copious bush scrapedagainst Tracis ass and nicely presented cunt. Traci lay with her legs together, bent at the waist. Her pussywas thus framed between two muscled thighs, fully displayed to Heatherif Heather had been a bit lower to see it. Heather didnt need to belower to see it. She knew where every sensuous female part of herlovers body was, what it looked, felt and tasted like. One night,while Traci was tied spread eagle to the bed posts and a blindfold onand gag in her mouth, Heather had carefully licked ever-so-slowlyevery square inch of Tracis body until Traci was trembling like aleaf in the wind. She finally finished her off with a languid tonguestirring a thick mix of saliva and Tracis moisture around and aroundher button hard clit. At the very end, she took Tracis clit in hermouth and bit it just so. Hard enough to hurt. Hard enough to fireevery screaming nerve in her pussy. Even with the gag, Tracis screamwas loud. And her orgasm was of cataclysmic proportions, causing herto pass out. While she was out, Heather quickly untied her and strokedher body to help her come down. Traci never complained. Heather was by far and away the mostsensitive, caring, eager, voluptuous, wanton lover she had ever had.She was deeply in love with her, but somewhat restricted by hercurrent position as art professor to Heather being her student.Heather attracted lovers so easily it never ceased to amaze her. Evenin her love, she never felt jealous of these other lovers, who cameand went with regularity. Heather was always there when she neededher, wanted her. And Heather wanted and needed her just as badly, it certainlyseemed. Her lovemaking never flagged, or lost its inventiveness.Heather was as close to being a sex maniac as anything she had everexperienced. And at the same time, she knew Heather never went lookingfor action. It found her. Great heaping gobs of it. And many of thosepartners she could have easily have been envious. And not a few hadturned her head and made her horny as well. Traci had been twelve whenshe realized that it was the girls that turned her on, never guys. Shehad accepted her Lesbianism immediately. Over the years, she had had afew very close lovers, but never anyone who affected her like Heather.Whatever it was about the girl that made her tingle, made her think ofher every waking moment, well, she liked it, wanted it, accepted it. When Heather made love to her, she gave her soul to Traci, herbody just happening to be the way to heaven. Traci found herselfalmost uncontrollably horny around Heather. If there was something tothe great chemistry theory of sex, they were probably proof of it inliving, fornicating action. Their love making was often almostuncontrollably tempestuous. Frontal assault kissing. Tongues likeswords, trying to conquer the other, teeth, hands, fingers, toes,fists, knees, anything that could rub, push, penetrate, tickle ortorture the other was fair game until the other party just passed outeither from violently explosive orgasms or from pure exhaustion. Andcoming to was surely a sign that you wanted more. Fuck me again. I canmake you pass out again this time. I will fuck your brains out andleave you passed out in a pool of your own cum, my bodys flow smearedover your face, hair, neck, tits, stomach, legs, toes. Any place, any time. Only the sensitivity of theirteacher/student relationship caused them to show any restraint at all.Not that a quick car ride away from the campus didnt mean youcouldnt hoist up a skirt, unsnap jeans, and in seconds have fingersdisappearing from view in hot, steamy, soaking pussies, pumpingrapidly until one or the other or both would give a groan and cum, thegasping catch of breath and sometimes unrestrained cries signifyingthe sought after orgasm was achieved. They used each others body likeit was their own. And loved every second of it. Totally giving to eachother. And taking if the mood so struck them. The previous night had been like that. A dinner at Tracisapartment, followed by a movie with a bottle of wine slowlydisappearing. By mid-movie, Heathers long, carefully buffed nailswere trapping Tracis nipples and pulling them out and around incircles, pinching just short of pain, then maybe just a bit more.Traci had ceased to be able to concentrate on the movie and tried torelax as Heather brought her along, using her nipples as the onlyplace she was being touched. Her pussy had cried out for penetration,a dark stain soaking her panties and jeans, large enough to be visibleto Heather, who grinned in secret, knowing she was getting the betterof Traci. Horny herself, she waited for later. There was never anydoubt that Traci would give as good as she got. Heathers own pantswere not exactly unsullied at this point either. Heather had learned long before that Traci was capable of orgasmsthrough nipple stimulation alone. And tonight, she brought Tracialong, higher and higher in her arousal. Traci moaned and begged to befucked, head now back on her lovers shoulder, she whispered filthyrequests, begging and pleading for release, but she knew Heather wouldtake her this way and secretly wanted it as well, only the waitingwhile her body responded so slowly was agony. Ecstasy. Agony. Theminutes passed and her back began to arch. Her breathing was inexplosive, ragged gasps, her belly was on fire with need, solid withtense nerves, her clit rock hard. Her breasts were swollen from thestimulation, stretching the skin taut, emphasizing the hot tightnessin her whole chest. And below, her pussy and lower belly were on fire,and the pressure was mounting steadily, almost painfully. Traci knewat that exact moment the meaning of the word ecstasy. And then, in perfect timing to Tracis now almost franticanguished gasps and moans, Heather pinched the twin nipples hard andtwisted the rapidly from side to side and pulled them out painfully totheir furthest possible extension. Traci yelled, gasped, and began tocome. Her breasts were like liquid lava from the heat. And thenHeather pulled the nipples up again as far as the straining fullnessof her breasts would allow. It hurt, but the fire in their tips shotsparks into her cunt and her brain finally exploded in a wall of heatand light. They retired to the bedroom and stripped. Heather fucked Tracisface and immediately came as Traci trapped that outrageous clitbetween her teeth and licked it against the roof of her mouth likesome exotic sucker. Falling then into bed, they proceeded to exploreevery part of each other like they had never been there before,cumming and cumming. It was late when exhaustion finally gripped themboth at the same time and they slipped, no, fell into sleep. Now, Heather realized she needed to pee, so she carefully slippedout of bed and went into the bathroom and relieved herself. Shefreshened up a bit and came back into the bedroom. Traci was still outlike a light. It was a bit early yet. Too early to wake Traci up andfuck her again. What a nice idea, Heather thought. I could use hertongue up me again. That snake of a tongue. The unspoken thought madeher hot. She slipped on a red silk robe that stopped just above her bushand went into the kitchen and made some tea and sat sipping the teaand looking over the funny papers in the morning paper. After a bit,Traci still didnt wake up and Heather got lonely, so she slipped offthe robe and slid into bed behind Traci again, only this time she washead down, looking right at Tracis framed snatch. The evidence oftheir wanton lovemaking was still smeared all over the lips of herpussy and down the backs of her thighs. Heather leaned forward andlicked some of the dried juice, the taste reminding her of how muchshe loved to eat her lover. But now, she decided not to wake Traci up, but see just how hornyshe could get her before she did awake and become fully aware. Shepulled her long hair around her head and took several small strandsand bunched them together like a paint brush. Like a feather, shebegan to slowly paint the cum-smeared lips and asshole, slowly,slowly, rubbing the tips along the tender flesh. Traci did not awaketo the barely perceptible feeling. But her body responded none theless, and soon, the outer lips began to grow visibly deeper purple andswell. The swelling continued and her box would have opened to allowHeather to see up into her at this point, but the pussy was trappedtightly between Tracis thighs and so, the swollen members pursed andpuffed out. Heather replaced her hair with the very tip of her tongue,barely touching her partner, she traced the outline of the lips andthen trailed a thick layer of saliva down their center. The fainttaste of cum told her that Traci was aroused and lubricating behindthose firmly pressed lips. Again and again she tongue-fucked theoutside of her lovers box and resisted the urgent desire to justplunge her tongue inside Tracis honey pot. After many minutes of this, she changed tactics and began to slipone of her long fingernails slowly inside, stopping just before thetip of her finger would touch Traci. Then out. Then in. Traci gave awhimper and Heather froze. After a bit, she started again and within ahalf minute, Traci gave another whimper. Heather continued on now,judging that Traci was having a horny wet dream and boy was she readyto help her along. The very slight gap in the lips caused by thecurved nail was enough to let the dammed lubrication out and nowHeather began to pant herself at sight and smell of her lovers juicesflowing down the back of her thigh and ass. Traci began to moan and whimper and her body began to quake andshake the bed. Still asleep, her horny dream was about to become avery wet one. Judging the moment precisely based on the tenseness of herlovers body, Heather slid a finger deep into Traci and Tracis pussyspasmed and gripped it in a vice of orgasming muscles. The musclesgripped and gripped and the flow continued. Finally, Traci relaxed andHeather slowly withdrew the wet finger and sucked it clean. And Tracicontinued to whimper a bit, but was still asleep! Well, that was a new one. She got her off while she was sleeping!As horny as it made her to not get herself off at that moment, shedecided to wait until Traci got up and get some relief from her lover.They had the whole day today, anyway. She knew by the end of it, Traciwould have used her up and left her like a dishrag. And she couldhardly wait. It was at that moment that the phone rang in the kitchen. Shenever answered the phone here. Too risky for Traci for anyone to knowshe was there. But, the answering machine kicked in and faintly, sheheard Sherrys voice from the other room. "Traci, this is Sherry from the Dr.s office. Remember me? I havebeen trying Heathers apartment and cant reach her. It is urgent thatI speak to her immediately. If you know how to reach her, would youhave her call 555-3597? Thanks. Sorry to bother you so early. A bit ofan emergency here." Heather had jumped out of bed and raced into the kitchen andpicked up just before Sherry hung up. "Sherry? Sherry? Are you stillon?" "Heather? Oh, I didnt expect you to be at Tracis." There wassurprise and a bit of disappointment in her voice. "Yeah, well, we sort of have this thing going. I thought youknew." "Well, I didnt. I guess I should have realized, but, well,listen. Thats not important right now. We have a problem. A bigproblem." The disappoint evident in her voice was now superseded byworry. "What, what is going on?" "Well, remember how we decided I should put Janet under and thentell her to stop fucking the patients using hypnosis? She was to go tothe bathroom every time she was tempted? Well, last night after work,I put her under and brought her back to my place for some. well, somesex. And thats when the problem started." "Well, what? You had sex and she woke up and caught you?" "No, just the opposite. We, I mean, I did my thing with her, tookher back to her place, told her that her car had broken down andthats why I was driving her, and then told her forget everythingexcept the sex with patients thing and told her to wake up." "And?" "And she didnt. Wake up that is. Heather, I cant get her tocome out of it. Im scared. Ive had her over at my place all nighttrying everything I could think of and nothing worked. I hoped shedfinally go to sleep and wake up OK, but she never drifted off. Whatshould I do? God, Im going to lose my job. This is really fucked up."And she started crying softly into the receiver. "OK. Calm down. There must be a reason for this. How are youdoing?" "Im exhausted, ready to fall over, and scared to death. Sheswalking around like shes had ten hours of sleep and is ready to go.Oh, gosh, Im in so much trouble." "Have you told her to forget all the suggestions you gave her andjust wake up?" "Yes, I told her everything was off. No dice. Look, Im comingover there. And bringing her along." "What?! You cant do that! How the hell are we going toexplain..." She never got a chance to finish. "I dont care." Sherry was crying. "I dont know what else todo." The click on the phone told Heather it wasnt any use arguing.Sherry was on her way. "Who was that?" Heather almost jumped out of her skin. Traci hadwalked up behind her. Naked. In spite of her confusion over the rapidly unfolding events, thesight if Tracis flushed face and still hard nipples reminded her ofwhat she had just done to Traci and her own horny feelings onlymoments before. "Gosh, girl, I just had the fucking horniest dream Ive ever hadin my life. I mean, I was being held captive and couldnt move, andsomeone was just licking my pussy and tickling me and in the end, Ijust exploded. I need you to fuck me honey, take me right here on thetable." She pushed the papers to the floor. Flat on her back, legs apart, her box was glistening with herlove juice from her wet dream. "See? Look at how wet I am! Fuck mewoman. Make me scream." It wasnt a command. It was begging. Pure,lusty sexual begging. I am your slave, please make me cum in yourface. It couldnt be denied. Heather had drifted up to her, between her legs. The phone.Sherry. This wanton fleshpot begging to be fucked. Her mind spinning,her head drifted down like a magnet drew it and her tongue appearedbetween her opening lips and disappeared into the sopping hole andTraci cried out. "Yes. Oh, yes. Lick me! Ahhhhhhh! Lick it bitch!!!!!! Oh, my godIm GOING to CUM ALREADY!! Ohhhh!! OHHHAHHHHH!!!" And she explodedlike some sort of sex bomb, every nerve in her body shorting out. Thesession in bed, the wet dream, and now the long hair of her loverspread over her trembling belly, a hot tongue lashing her insides andclit were too much and she just came and came. Relentlessly, Heathertook her with an energy driven by her own need. One hand was betweenher own legs working feverishly and she came repeatedly in time toTracis groans. Heather was still licking furiously minutes later when thedoorbell rang. And, with Tracis thighs tightly wrapped around herears and heels resting on the small of her back, she didnt hear it.Traci groaned and came again and her legs lifted a bit as she tensedand released and this time the urgent ring of the bell broke through. Sherry! Oh, shit! Heather stood up suddenly and started wrapping her robe backaround her. Not much good it would do, as her tits were almost exposedby it anyway even when closed and her pussy and ass were just in fullview. Traci was till groaning and slowly opened her eyes. "That, lover girl, was fantastic. Come to bed and let me..."Traci was becoming more focused and realized Heather was pulling backand looked very, very nervous. "Whats wrong, honey?" She sat up on the table and slid into herfeet. The doorbell went again. "Oh, hell, were both naked. Let me go get a robe." Traci startedto head for the bedroom. "Please dont hate me," Heather was pleading. Traci stopped in her tracks and looked back. "Hate you? Hate youfor what? Dont be silly!" She started to turn to go. "For this. Traci, its time for you to climb Mt. Olympus." Indesperation, Heather spoke the words that would trigger thesubconscious suggestion left by her lusty doctor, putting her into adeep trance. It had the expected effect. Traci had started to walk forward,now put her hand on the doorjamb to brace herself as her head sankdown and her eyes closed. Heather came over near her. "Traci, can you hear me?" Thedoorbell went again, insistently. Sherry must be freaking out. "Yes." A whisper. "I want you to go to the bedroom and get dressed in some jeansand a nice blouse. Then sit on the bed and wait for me to come foryou. Do you understand?" "Yes. Jeans. Blouse. Wait. I understand." She moved slowly away,as if in a trance. Heather thought to herself. Shit, woman, sheanswered herself. She IS in a fucking trance. And then she ran to the front door and pulled it open. Sherry was there, almost ready to ring the bell again. Her facewas streaked with tears, her eyes glowed red and she looked franticand exhausted all at once. "For Gods sake, it took you longenough..." her outburst was stopped by her focusing for a second onHeathers robe. Heather had never looked finer than at that moment, atleast in an erotic way. Long coiled hair spilling down her back andfront, proud, oversized upthrust tits poking through the robe andvolumes of hair, black pussy hair clearly defining the well of herwomanhood between her legs. And she was giving off that unmistakablearoma of sex. Recent, lusty, wet sex. Her face, hair, tits and pussyreeked of it. Sherry turned to Janet and gently guided her into the apartmentand sat her down on the sofa while Heather closed the door. Then she turned back to Heather. "I know Im out of control. Godyou look good, babe. I must be interrupting a really good session.Sorry." Heather pulled the robe shut and realized just how naked she was.Not that she cared about Sherrys seeing her. She liked Sherry seeingher pussy, actually. But the Dr. was a problem if she suddenly wokeup. She gave Sherry a big hug and held her tight. "Look, dont worry.Right now, go and make us some coffee and let me change. We haveenough problems without you and I starting something up." "Well, I cant believe it, but as hot as you make me, right now Ican hardly focus on anything. Im excited and exhausted. Somecombination. And Im out of ideas on what to do about little Miss HotBox over there." "Coffee and Ill be back in a minute." "Heather?" "Yes." Heather turned back. "Dont. Dont wash. You know?" "Still a bit horny?" Heather was grinning at the absurdity of itall. How could Sherry be horny when she was so tired? And then shethought, hell, Im horny and Ive been getting laid for hours, so itsjust not her, at any rate. "Yeah. You smell so fucking lusty. Like a wench in heat orsomething. I like it. Best perfume you can wear for me. Rememberthat." "You are nuts. Lets keep focused, OK? Now, coffee, please" andshe waved her toward the kitchen. "Yeah. Focused." Heathers tongue up her that was all she couldfocus on all of a sudden. "Focused, thats me." And she went to thekitchen. Her pussy was wet. Focused. Her clit was tingling. And shewas humming under her breath, "Im gonna get that girl right INTO myhair, Im gonna get that girl right INTO my hair..." Not evenrealizing she was changing the words. Heather came back ten minutes later and the coffee was hot andpoured. Sherry was sipping hers and looked up. Heather had covered uppretty well. At least, no naked skin was visible below her neck. Buteven above the smell of the fresh coffee, she could still sense thepure sex of the girl. And she smiled to herself. "What? What are you grinning at?" Heather was grinning too. "Thanks for not washing up." "Oh, THAT. You sex fiend. Youre lucky I like to smell hot or Idtoss you out of here for being lewd to me." "You would not. You like it when I talk dirty to you." "Well, what they hell are we going to do? I cant keep Traci outmuch longer. I feel like Im playing a mean trick on her." "Maybe Janets afraid to come out because she thinks shes introuble because we know about the sex thing with patients." Heathernodded. "You know, that makes a lot of sense. If the medical board orwhatever found out, or a patient filed a lawsuit, shed be in bigtrouble. So, we have to convince her that everything will be OK if shejust stops fucking the patients any more. How are we going to dothat?" "Well, lets ask her if shes scared of being found out first.Then we can try to sort it out." Sherry led the way into the living room. Her beautiful blond hairwas a mess. Dirty, stringy, dull. A real rats nest of tangles. Wonderwhat the hell she had Janet doing to her before it all went wrong,Heather was thinking as well. Sure would love to wash her hair for herand brush it out. Sherry was too focused on Janet to care about herhair. Sherry sat next to Janet and began to speak softly to her. "Janet, can you hear me?" "Yes." "Janet, did you enjoy having sex with your patients?" A baby voice, ashamed, scared, "Yes. Oh, yes." "Did it make you hot?" "Yes. Very hot. Just thinking about making them have sex with me.Yes." "What would happen if one of them found out what you were doing?" Janet seemed to shrink and fear etched her face. "It would be...terrible. Embarrassed. Id would lose my license to practice. Leavetown. Leave you." Sherry seemed taken aback at that last. "Leave me? That would bother you?" "Yes. Oh, yes." Her voice was very small. "I love you." Sherry looked stunned. Heather was stunned as well. "Youve never told me that you liked me." "I never had the nerve. To tell another woman I loved her. Pleasedont be mad at me." Sherry put her arm around the trembling woman. "Im not mad atyou, Janet. I just never knew. I promise Im not mad at you. I likeyou too." Janet seemed to perk up a bit. "Its OK. To love you?" The little girls voice. How incrediblyvulnerable she sounded. "Yes, of course its OK." It was silent for a moment. Heather mouthed to Sherry, "She never told you, or gave you asign?" Sherry whispered. "Nothing. And Ive got pretty damn good radar.God, this woman must be really repressed." "How does that make you feel?" Sherry looked confused. "I really dont know. Shes very nice and very sexy, and Iveoften thought we could be close friends, but it was work and I didntwant to mess it up. Sex at work can be bad news. Especially with theboss. Maybe I wasnt being very approachable for her." "I didnt find that a problem." Heather was grinning. "Yeah, well, there must be chemistry with us, or something."Sherry grinned weakly back at Heather. "Janet, we know you have had sex with your patients." "Yes." "Does it make you afraid?" "Oh, yes." Janet was shaking. She looked terrified. "Now listen to me Janet. No one is going to tell anyone aboutyour little secret. But you must stop and not do it any more. If youfeel you need to have sex, you are to ask me to go to the ladies roomwith you. I promise I will make love to you. Then you can leave thepatient alone. Do you think you can do that?" "Make love to me. When I need to have sex." "Yes, any time. You must just ask me. I promise never to say noto you." Sherry was looking at Heather for a sign. Maybe jealousy? Heatherwas surprised at Sherrys offer of free relations on demand, but otherthan that, she was basically happy this was all going to wrap up. Nowto get them out of here. It was quiet for a moment. Janet whispered, "Traci." Heather asked, "What about Traci, Janet?" "Traci, must not know. But she makes me very hot." Heather volunteered, "She finds you very attractive. Traci toldme if you want to have sex with her, you should ask." "Traci, ask her?" "Yes, just ask her. Shes very sexy and likes a lot of sex. Withwomen." "Ohhhh..." "Do you think you could wake up now?" "Yes, I can wake up now." Heather was alarmed. "Wait, into the kitchen. We have to talk." She dragged Sherry into the kitchen. "Are you nuts? She cant wake up here! What are we going to sayto her about why she is here. Or Traci, for that matter?" "Lets just plant the thought that Traci invited us both tobreakfast and well cook something and set up the plates and plantthem at the table and bring them out of it together, in mid-conversation. Cant miss." "Right, and you look like hell, Tracis naked in there, well, no,I told her to get dressed." Sherry pressed on, "Look, let me shower and brush out and youcook. What?" "Oh, nothing." "What, come on." "Well, I wanted to wash your hair." Sherry looked surprised and very, very pleased. "Ill save it foryou. You can join me in the shower. Give me a five minute head startin there and then slip in." She grinned. "Into anything you want." Heather grinned back. And they both jumped up. It took only minutes to set the table, start up some bacon on lowheat and get ready to make toast and fry eggs. Breakfast would be easyto whip up. Off in the distance, Heather heard the shower start. She slipped into the bedroom and Traci was still sitting in thechair, head down. Heather pulled her blouse off and slipped out of herjeans. Not having any underwear on was definitely a plus in thesecircumstances. In the bathroom, she made sure there were severaltowels out, got her hair dryer from under the sink and several cleanbrushes and then, carefully pulled open the show door and stepped inbehind Sherry. Sherry had her back turned to her and possibly for the firsttime, Heather marveled at the sleek body of this woman. Slightlytaller than Heather, her blond hair was now wet and hung in a waterslick mass down the center of her back to just above her tail. Notonly was her hair luxurious, but there was plenty of it. Almost toothick. Probably a real pain to take care of properly. The squareshoulders tapered to a narrow waist and the trim hips of a swimmer.Her legs were pencil straight, with a perfect gradual reduction inthickness from the pussy down to her nice ankles and small feet. Notvisible from this close angle were the two pert, almost hard moundsthat graced her front. Heather knew those tits would be hard from the sting of theshower spray and without warning, stepped up against Sherry, pressingher own jiggling tits hard into her back and reached around with bothhands and took the grapefruit sized mounds into her hands andsqueezed. "Ahhhhhh! Oh, Heather, honey, that is sooooo... nice. You reallydo know my hot spots. Ahhhhh.!!" Heather squeezed harder and pinchedthe nipples, now hard points. She was as soaked as Sherry at this point and her own lengtheningnipples dragged down Sherrys back as she squatted behind the womanstight ass and reached in and buried two fingers deep in her waitingpussy. Sherry moved her legs further apart and Heather responded withanother finger, their thrusting and strumming getting Sherry to thebrink of orgasm in seconds flat. "Shit. Oh, SHIT! Thats GOOD!" Her breath was ragged and tearingas she fought to breath and at the same time welcome the orgasm thatwas about to tear through her. "Im cummmmmmm...!!" No good. Herbreath was driven from her and Heather stroked on, faster and faster. "No. Oh, no. I cant. No more oh baby oh baby oh oh oh OH OH!Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhh!" She exploded again. Heather was a woman and gaveSherry what she herself liked. Once more over Sherrys almost desperate pleadings and Sherrycollapsed weakly against the stall wall, groaning from her release.Heather picked up the shampoo and worked it into the womans almostimpossibly thick mass of hair. Soon, a flood of suds mixed with thetrickle of lubrication draining from Sherry and disappeared down thedrain. Sherry finally pushed away from the wall and kissed Heather hard.Passionately, groaning into her mouth. Her tongue announced itsentrance as a hot poker tearing around Heathers mouth like a wildanimal. Heather suddenly felt Sherrys fingers glide down her belly,through the forest of hair and she stiffened as Sherry took her asviolently and relentlessly has she herself had taken her. As theshower wet fingers slid home into her honey pot, she cried out intoSherrys mouth. Her enormous clit was fully extended and Sherrytrapped it between her palm and Heathers belly and rubbed it as shepumped her fingers in and out. Heathers mouth tore free. "Oh, my God, thats ahhhh uaaaaaaannnnn" She exploded from the heat in her pussy. The pumping fingerspicked up speed and her rock hard clit was super sensitive as Sherryrolled it up and down through the mat of hair on her lower belly. Thenerves were screaming, but her belly bucked and she felt herself jerkand then her legs turned to water and she came again so hard she sawstars. Sherry held her up with fingers buried deep. Once more for good measure at a slightly slower pace and thenthey just held each other, the water streaming down over them. "Sherry, honey, lets get your hair rinsed and we have got to getthis show on the road." She kissed the blond hard on the mouth, hertongue swiftly sweeping the inside of Sherrys mouth. "That was reallydifferent. I liked that a lot. Like you just raped me. Or something.It was so fast." "Me too. Ummm. OK, rinse me." Heather worked at getting all the soap out, but it took time.Finally she killed the water and reached out, grabbed a towel andbegan drying Sherrys hair by patting it down between layers of toweland Sherry did the same for Heather. Then they stepped out and toweledeach other off quickly, with a lingering quick slip of the finger intotheir still very moist slits. That had both of them grinning. "Oh, shit, I smell burning bacon. Ill be right back." Heathersprinted to the kitchen and found just a little of the bacon wasturning dark and she turned it and laid the slices out on the otherside and let it cook, lowering the heat. She turned a burner on as lowas possible under the egg pan and slipped in some bacon grease and ranback to the bedroom. Sherry was in the bathroom blowing her hair dry, but it was clearthis was going to take a while. Heather toweled hers again and decidedto dress and go cook. She told Sherry and went and finished thebreakfast preliminaries. Checking the plates and everything, she helped Sherry run a brushthrough the now brilliantly restored blonde hair that cascaded downher back like a cape for a minute and then announced it was now ornever. She guided Traci into the kitchen and Sherry got Janet from theliving room and they placed them opposite each other. Then they filledtheir coffee cups and took a deep breath. "OK, now, you wake them up. Make sure to tell them why they arehere and to forget anything else that happened. Ready?" Heatherinquired. Sherry nodded. "Now, Traci, Janet. Can you hear me?" "Yes." A chorus of replies. And she gave them her instructions. And then started thecountdown to five. Coming out, waking up, fully awake. "Hey, you guys, how many times do I have to ask you how you likeyour eggs?" Heather sounded a bit impatient. Traci and Janet just blinked and looked around, clearly puzzled. "Well?" Sherry chirped. "Two, over easy please. And is a piece of toast,not too dark, possible? I seem to be ravenous this morning." "Great, now were cooking. Traci, I suppose you want the usualone egg sunny side up?" Traci smiled and just said, "Of course." Janet still looked puzzled, but ordered two eggs over easy andsipped her coffee. "Im so glad you asked us over. You have such a nice place. AndHeather appears to be the perfect short order cook." Sherry kept upthe light banter. "Thats artist to you, lady. Ill kill the first person who evercalls me a cook again!" Everyone laughed as Heather expertly slid finished eggs and toaston plates. The bacon was on a plate in the middle for all to grab. Theburned edges were carefully hidden. "God, Im famished. Youd think I was up all night rowing a boator something," Heather said, smiling at Traci. "Well, thats not far off the mark, I think." Everyone laughed.Traci was always sure to let everyone know their love making was, ifnothing else, long and energetic. But Janet was still quite puzzled. "You know." She paused.Heather and Sherry waited with baited breath. "You know, I must beworking too hard. Im only now beginning to enjoy this morning. Musthave needed the coffee more than usual. I really do feel like Ivebeen up all night." She plowed into her eggs. "But you look so relaxed." "You know. I am. Like something has been lifted off myshoulders." She continued to eat. "Me too," Traci said. "Its like I could just fall right asleep." She looked back andforth at Heather and Sherry. "Janet, maybe its time for Heather and Sherry to go play jumpingjacks." "Yes, they should." Traci smiled at Janet over her coffee cup asSherry and Heathers eyes closed and their heads sunk to their chests. They both burst out laughing. Traci dug into her egg. "Can youbelieve how easy this was? They both walked right into it." She shookher head in wonderment. But Janet got a curious look on her face. "Do you remember usplanning to do this at breakfast?" "Come to think of it, no I dont. But Im awfully busy, and,well, it must have slipped my mind. I mean, we talked about it so manytimes in your office. Where and when to get them together and how toget them under our control. And what game to play with them. Gosh,Janet, seeing them under like this really has me all hot and bothered.You were right about what a powerful feeling it gives you." Not looking totally convinced, Janet nodded. And kept staring atTraci. She picked at her food for a bit, then looked up. "I. I... well, there is something Ive been meaning to ask you.I... Well..." She took a deep breath. "I think youre very sexy, and Imean, well, could we go out?" The last was a surprise and Janet had noidea why she said it. And turned beet red. "I was wondering if youd ask me. Id love to. As a matter offact, I think youre sexy too. And with these two sleeping beautieshere, right now might be a good time to have a date." "You mean, now?" "Sure." She took Janets hand in hers. "Come on. I made the bed." "But." "No buts. If you date me, lady, you better bring a change ofunderwear with you at all times. I have a big appetite." And led herto the bedroom. And paused in the door. "Well, Ill be damned. I could have swornI made that bed. Oh, well, were just going to mess it up anyway." Andshe pulled Janet very gently toward her and they kissed. She shut thedoor but in less than five minutes, Janets moans began to be heardthrough the apartment. Heather and Sherry slept on. The bacon got cold.
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