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.  and tongued the other eager ear, while a finger played and  slid
in and out of the
     Judy  kept it up, moved to the other side, even more in the dark,
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 made  sure  I  got  to
experience  some  of  the better things in life.  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.