Chapter 8

It was almost a month later when a knock on the door one afternoon brought Jean back into Heather's life.

"Hi."

"Hi. I thought you forgot where I lived."

"No. Just very busy with studies. Listen, I've got this Aunt who is kinda the black sheep of the family. You know, into everything, willing to try just about anything? Well, she called last night and asked me to stop over to see her this evening and to bring a friend who, well, is relaxed about things, especially sex. So I thought of you immediately. I mean, are you relaxed!"

"What has she got in mind?"

"Look, I've been one of her favorite people since I was little, so it can't be anything that would hurt us. She's just not like that. Who knows? Interested?"

"Well, it is Friday and I'm done with my studies. Pick me up later."

"Great, see you at eight."

Eight rolled around and they climbed into Jean's car and drove over to the other side of town to a quiet neighborhood. Parking at the curb, they went up and rang the bell. Shortly, a very pretty woman in her late thirties came to the door.

A little on the short side, she was dressed in a sheer top of black lace and black skirt, floor length. Her shape was outstanding, bust held up proudly by a black lace shelf bra that let the nipples peak through. Relaxed about sex, alright. This woman was proud of her body.

Her gaze was on Heather's chest as she welcomed them. Jean made the introductions and they went into the front room.

Helen, Jean's aunt, said, "Now girls, first I want to let you know that tonight is just an evening of fun, girl style. You might get a kick out of it, or maybe just find it a little strange, but you are both old enough to be let in on some of the better things in life. Jean, since you started growing a chest and those great hips and ass, I've promised myself that if you didn't turn out too constricted by that mother of yours, I'd take you under my wing and show you some things. So tonight is your night. And your friend's as well." She smiled warmly at Heather.

"Well, can you tell us about it?" Jean asked.

"Some of the citizens in life like their little pleasures and are willing to spend money and time to cultivate them. Well, in this town, some of the women have build a house of pleasure for women only. I happen to know a few of these ladies and have done them a few favors over the years, so tonight, they want to repay me. Anyway, we are going to a kind of sensual pleasure theater. It will be beautifully decorated and we will be treated like queens. Each of us will have a lovely, very personal attendant to take care of our pleasures as the night goes on. We can eat and drink as much as we like and watch sexy movies all night. They tell me when the evening is done, we will have had a completely satisfying and unique time."

"This sounds wonderful! I love being pampered."

"Well, they do a little more than just pamper you. I think you should both expect a unique sexual experience. Now, before we leave, there is one thing you both must promise. The location of this place and the identities of the people who go there are absolute secrets. You must never tell who you see or where you went."

"We promise."

So, they locked the door and drove for about twenty minutes to the other side of town to a fashionable neighborhood of older stone faced townhouses. They parked and went up to the front door.

They were admitted to a room and their coats taken. A very pretty woman in a stunning gown that barely covered her large tits and was slit up the side to above the waist greeted them. Leading the way, she took them into a room filled with fifteen or so very beautiful women in their twenties and early thirties. Heather looked around in the dim light and realized that all of these women were very scantily clad in see through outfits of all kinds. The woman who had greeted them went over and talked to three of them and they separated from the crowd and came over to them.

A very fair blond with a long pigtail down her back, full, heavy breasts held up on a shelf bra and french cut panties came up to Heather and said, "I'm Sue, your pleasure attendant for the evening." She was looking over Heather's figure and smiled. "I'm sure we're going to come along just fine this evening. It'll be a true pleasure for both of us, I'm sure. First, we must get you in some clothes more suited to the evening ahead of us."

She took Heather's arm and guided her to another room away down the hall. In the room were racks and racks of clothes. Sue went to the rack and selected a strapless, black felt floor length gown. "Let me help you put this on."

She placed the gown on a chair and reached out and started unbuttoning Heather's blouse. As her fingers moved, they deftly and gently explored Heather's front, moving into her cleavage, under the lip of the front of her bra, over her flat belly. A tug and her jeans were loose and her fingers were running over her ass and down her legs, guiding the pants off her legs. "You won't need these." Her panties were off, a finger brushing her cunt lightly and then Sue stood up and moved very close to Heather, her breasts pushing into Heather's as she reached around and unsnapped Heather's bra. As she slowly stepped back, the bra fell and her breasts bounded free, nipples partially erect from all this fondling. "You look good enough to eat."

Heather blushed. This girl was getting her hot and they had only been together for two minutes.

She stepped into the black gown and with Sue's help, it was zipped. It was a perfect fit, and her breasts were just barely contained by the bodice. Sue reached inside the gown and slipped two smooth, elastic loops over her nipples, pushing them on tightly. They were tight on her nipples, but did not hurt. Heather realized that her nipples were the only thing holding up the front of her dress. The downward drag of the weight of the top of the gown steadily pulled on her nipples, which began to erect. Her nipples were now, clearly visible just below the edge of the fabric, swollen like thumbs. Settling the gown on her involved a lot of gently tugging and smoothing by Sue, her hands moving slowly and surely, touching and pinching. Heather's nipples extended further and she realized that the word pleasure to describe this place was probably an understatement.

They stepped out of the room and down the long hall even further to another lush room. As she moved, the front of the dress gave each nipple a tweak. Her face flushed and her pussy began to get wet. About ten women were moving around, each drinking or eating, a personal attendant at their elbow, a hand on an arm, waist or, even under a breast, gently tracing it's curve. The woman had a dreamy look on her face. Heather wanted to stop and catch her breath, but Sue guided her around the room from table to table and group to group. Each time her nipples began to recede, Sue would move on. The other women's eyes were hard upon her full chest, swollen and flushed, nipples extended like proud bows of a ship, trying to push the fabric away and be free.

Helen and Jean were no where to be seen. Heather had a drink of some fluid she was handed by Sue and a bit or two of food from a generous sideboard.

"We must go now, the movies are about to start. We can come back and eat and drink later."

She was led down the hall and Sue opened a door and they stepped into a box facing a large movie screen. By the time they got there, her excitement was causing her trouble walking. The box had a front and two chairs, one slightly off the side and behind the other. Sue guided Heather into the front seat. It was unusual in that it had two curved, cushioned pads for her ass and a raised area in the center, that forced her legs open as she sat. Her feet were raised up about a foot on foot rests. The seat reclined slightly and in spite of its unusual shape, was very comfortable. Her head was back on a soft headrest that curved slightly around her ears. As she looked around, she realized she could see each of the faces of the other women entering and sitting in their boxes, but nothing else. The room was decorated in black velvet.

Sue seated herself behind Heather, but her hands moved over Heather's arm and up her neck and began stoking her hair and face. Soon, the hands moved here and there and began exploring her chest, and after five minutes, reached down and lifted her right breast from the gown and released and rubbed the nipple, which grew quickly. Sue's chair was on a track that allowed her to silently slide around behind Heather and to the other side. It was silent and Heather was surprised when suddenly another hand freed her left breast and the gown fell down to her slim waist. Heather, realizing that no one could see her except for her face, did nothing to move Sue's hands, but relaxed and felt the lips of her pussy swell and grow wet.

"The movie's starting." Heather was finding it very hard to pay attention to anything but her tingling chest and wet pussy. Sue's long finger nails were biting gently into her nipples and Heather was beginning to groan slightly. "Easy honey, we've got a long evening just starting and we can't tire you out too soon."

Heather tried to pay attention to the screen as Sue's fingers backed off and idly traced circles around her nipples and ears. Heather felt the sexual tension building in her loins.

The movie started and featured a beautiful young woman, left alone in a big house by her husband. She wandered from room to room and finally ended up in her bedroom, looking out over a garden. The camera focused on her face and traveled over her hands as they slowly unbuttoned the top half of her dress and reached inside. The camera came back to her face and her eyes fluttered and lowered as she became excited from the stimulation. Closing in, her nose flared and small gasps began to be heard. Soft music was playing in the background, barely perceptible.

Heather, already excited by Sue's feathery touch, felt her cunt get wetter and wetter and she began to lean into Sue's hand, trying to get her to push and pull at her tits. Sue would deftly move her hand away, but then return in some new place to stoke and feather touch the swollen, eager breasts.

The woman on the screen had her eyes closed now, her mouth slightly open, tongue darting just behind the wet lips. The camera panned down and revealed a full breast with nipple erect. A thumb and index finger were pulling and twisting the nipple, pulling it out and up, over and over. A gentle groan whispered from the screen and the hand moved down and began to loosen the last of the buttons. The dress slid off her shoulders and hung for a second on her full hips, slid to the floor around her ankles. Her eyes, unfocused, twittered and fluttered as her hand resumed touching her tender parts. The camera panned down and focused on her hand, which left the breast and traveled down to the top of her bush, in circles.

Heather's hips were twitching. She found that the chair prevented her from thrusting forward. Her legs couldn't go together to rub her clit and her hands were seemingly frozen. She was having trouble focusing on the screen.

Sue was whispering. "Wouldn't you like her to rub you like that too? Such a hot cunt, look at the come running down her leg. Can't you just taste it deep inside your mouth? Sue is going to get you so hot. So hot. Again and again you are going to come for Sue and beg for more." Heather was sure of that. She already wanted to come badly. But Sue was just starting on her, totally in tune with Heather's rising passion, she would always withdraw her hand just as Heather began to focus on the feeling, starting again somewhere else.

The woman on the screen was now leaning against the window frame, head back. The music was becoming stronger, in waves. Heather could feel the music as deep vibrations between her legs. As the music on the screen rose and fell, the vibrations followed. Her cunt was now wide open and pussy juice was steadily pouring out and down her crack and over her asshole. Her clit, ever so long, stood out almost three inches and quivered and pulsed as the music vibrations shook her twat. Each wave took her higher and higher, then dropped her down and left her panting.

Her mouth was wide open and she was beginning to moan. From somewhere off in the distance, someone moaned loudly and began to grunt. Sue's fingers continued to stretch and pull the super long nipples, lifting and spreading the full, turgid breasts.

The woman on the screen had two of her very long fingers deep inside her cunt and the back of her hand was wet with come. The camera focused on her hips from the side as they began to twitch uncontrollably. The woman was gasping and grunting, her breath catching and her head turning from side to side. The motions of her hips became more erratic.

"Please fuck me. I need to come. Please Sue. Please... Ummmm... Oh... Shit, fuck shit oh..." The music vibrations deepened and swelled, stronger than ever. Heather could feel every nerve in her body begin to twitch and jerk. Sue gripped her nipples and pulled them strongly out from her body, twisting the nipples and pulling them together in front of Heather. Sue's head appeared and lowered. The woman on the screen came, shaking and jerking. The camera caught the waves of muscle spasms rolling from her cunt up through her belly, over and over. As Sue sucked both elongated, swollen nipples into her hot mouth, Heather felt as though a thousand volts of electricity flashed through her cunt and she came. The second orgasm hit her right behind the first and then a third. Sue continued to suck. The vibrations between her legs grew stronger. Her straining clit was poking the dress and the friction was causing her to twitch. The last orgasm shook her and she grew faint, with grunts and gasps. The waves of pleasure swept her body and her back arched. As it released her, she passed out.