What the Hell Happened to Heather?
Date: 07.02.2010
Keywords: What, to, the, Hell, Happened, Heather?,
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Goddamn it, the airport was crowded. Thank God Heather's flight was due to arrive any minute now. It was crazy to think I hadn't seen her...or kissed her...or been inside her for over three months!
She had spent the summer abroad in Europe on an all-expenses-paid trip, courtesy of her rich parents.
Meanwhile, I'd been stuck here in Massachusetts, taking summer classes at the same boring college we'd attended during our Freshman Year.
But finally the summer had passed, and here I was at the airport...ready to greet Heather and take her back to campus. I prayed to God she felt as sex-starved as me and would let me devour her once we got back to my frat house.
But I wasn't counting on it.
Unfortunately for me, Heather's extremely rich parents were also extremely religious and they'd raised her to be a "good little girl". Having sex before marriage was considered a major sin, and so...I barely ever got any from her. When I did, it was only because I'd slipped a roofie into her drink at one of my frat parties. The next morning she'd feel so guilty about what we'd done that she'd spend the next few days in church...praying to save our souls from eternal damnation!
So why did I stay with her? When I – a healthy, horny, 19-year-old male – was barely getting any sex from her? The answer was simple: She had the tightest pussy I'd ever had the pleasure of fucking.
The first time I had tricked her into sex, I really enjoyed stealing her virginity. Her cunt gripped my cock so sensually that I couldn't help but fall in love with her. I remember that even though she was pretty out of it (thanks to the roofie), I had to keep assuring her that I was wearing a rubber. But honestly I'd slipped it off...right before I slid my dick inside her tight, tender, virgin pussy. God, it was so good feeling her warm hymen break all over my bare cock...
Suddenly they announced overhead that Heather's flight was deboarding. I took in a deep breath as the passengers began to walk through the gate.
I watched a few haggard-looking people coming down the long corridor. I kept looking for Heather, but she was nowhere to be found.
And then...out of nowhere...came this incredible-looking hottie...
I knew Heather would be coming down the corridor soon, but goddamn, I couldn't take my eyes off this other girl! The way she was dressed...her hair...her make-up...and the way she walked. She looked like some sort of depraved porn-star...
But then, as this gorgeous creature came closer, I realized something...
"Holy fucking shit!" I gasped. "Heather?!?"
I felt my dick jump in my pants.
"It couldn't be her," I thought. "She doesn't dress like THAT..."
But I was wrong. It was Heather alright. Silky blonde hair...sultry ocean-blue eyes...the cutest little button nose you'd ever seen...and a 19-year-old body that was pure perfection.
Heather had always been beautiful. But I'd never seen her look this slutty before!
Apparently these past few months in Europe had been really good to her. Her body had become totally trim...but she still had those big beautiful tits...and that sexy little round ass.
She wore a super-snug baby-doll T-shirt that didn't go all the way down to her waist. You could see a good three inches of her sleek tan tummy, which looked incredibly taut. And the baby-doll tee was so tight, it looked like her buxom breasts were ready to rip right through the fabric and expose themselves in public.
As she came closer, you could see her nipples were rock-hard for some reason.
"Goddamn," I whispered to myself, "she's not even wearing a bra!"
She seemed to be oblivious that every man and woman who passed her was doing a double-take of her hot body. The women scowled in jealousy, finding Heather's attire inappropriate no doubt. Meanwhile the men stared in awe, some of them unable to hide the lust in their eyes.
Watching all of this, I felt my cock slowly growing in my pants.
Barely covering her lower half were a pair of low-cut Daisy Duke shorts that looked like bikini bottoms. They exposed her slender thighs in all their glory. The flesh of her lustrous gams pulsated with each step, thanks to the Fuck-Me pumps she wore on her perfectly pedicured feet.
She walked with a sense of self-confidence that I'd never seen in her before. But there she was, coming closer and closer. A fucking teenage goddess. Breasts heaving. Glossy pink lips shimmering. Smooth golden-tan skin glistening. Her deep-blue eyes revealing a sexual hunger. I stood there unable to move, staring at her with my mouth wide open.
Could this really be my Heather? My sweet little Heather, who had been so prim and proper before she'd left for Europe?
Who at 19 years old still loved wearing pajamas with cartoon ponies and kittens on them?
Who went to church on Sundays and Bible Study every Tuesday?
Who was raised to think sex out of wedlock was an evil, evil sin?
Who knelt at the edge of her bed every night and prayed to "The Lord Jesus" to forgive her for all her transgressions?
As she came closer, I could see she still wore her gold cross around her neck. It had always been the ultimate symbol of her religious pride. But now, that cross was dipping deep into her coco-buttered cleavage, making her look like a completely sacrilegious slut.
My dick was now swelling to its full size within the confines of my underwear.
She came closer, walking with such a sassy strut that heads were turning left and right. And then...when she was only a few yards away...I could see something else that made my insides turn to mush...
...she'd gotten her belly button pierced...
Although I once thought this was a tacky thing for college girls to do, I couldn't deny that the jewel dangling from Heather's navel was making my fully erect dick start to pulsate.
I was so horny now that I wanted to grab Heather...rip her clothes off...and fuck her right here on the dirty floor! Right in front of EVERYONE!
And then finally...she noticed me. She'd caught me staring at her, completely mesmerized...and probably drooling. She giggled because I was so dumbstruck.
"Hey you!" she sang in her sweet little voice, putting her bag down. "I almost didn't recognize you."
Her blue eyes burned with desire as she stared at me. She stepped up close. I could feel the velvety-smooth skin of her arms and then the nape of her neck as we embraced. I felt her breasts mash up against my chest. Our mouths met for a long, deep French kiss.
It was so good to taste her tongue with my tongue again. My hands automatically slid down to her rump, feeling how full and firm her ass cheeks were. God, I couldn't wait to see that ass naked. And maybe, just maybe, she'd finally let me fuck it this weekend!
While our tongues played with each other, I inhaled an aphrodisiacal scent wafting from her silky hair. It was some sultry new perfume she'd never worn before. "God, she even SMELLS like sex," I thought.
I felt her tongue reach deeper into my mouth. It was as if my once-innocent, mild-mannered girlfriend had been transformed into some little porno-slut. And I was loving it!!
I opened my eyes and spied on her as we made-out. Her eyelids were painted a sexy shade of sapphire. I loved watching her, with her eyes still sealed shut as she enjoyed my tongue. I couldn't wait to use it all over her body.
Where would I start licking?...her fingertips?...her toes?...the small of her back? And where would I finish licking?...her pussy?...her ASSHOLE?! God, would she let me?! Would she finally let me?!? The possibilities were endless. I felt my aching cock leaking pre-cum as I thrust my crotch hard against Heather's.
Suddenly her eyes popped open and she broke the kiss.
"Woah," she gasped. "Down, boy."
"God, I'm sorry," I said, holding her warm, tender body against mine. "It's just that you look so...?"
"Different?"
"Yeah different...and hot!"
"Thanks, baby. I got my hair styled a little differently. You like it?"
I answered affirmatively by grinding my pelvis into her, hoping she could feel my cock throbbing through my jeans.
"Oh, and like I've been telling you in my emails, I started working out too." She took a step back from me, rested her hands on her hips, and then tilted her head to the side as a way of showing off her sexy, lean stomach.
"And you pierced your belly button," I said, unable to take my eyes off it.
She smiled wickedly and teased, "Umm-hmmm. You like it?"
I couldn't wait to get her back to my frat house and tug on that belly button ring while I ate her out.
"Oh, I like it," I said. "I just can't believe you didn't tell me about all of this."
"Well, you know," she played coy, "I wanted it to be a surprise."
"So how about we head back to campus?" I said. "All of my frat brothers went on a road-trip this weekend. I lied and said I was sick. So you know what that means?"
I hesitated for a moment. "Please God," I thought, "I'm so fucking horny...don't let her deny me."
"What's it mean, Carl?" Heather asked.
"It means we have the entire house to ourselves for the next 48 hours..."
I smiled at her weakly, waiting for her to call me a pervert...or worse.
"Mmmm, that sounds nice," she purred, stepping up to embrace me once again. "I hope we can use most of those 48 hours to fuck each other's brains out."
"Woah, Heather!" I choked, completely taken aback. "In the entire time we've dated, I've never even heard you say that word before! You used to always say 'making love' instead."
"Well, get used to it, buster," she said nuzzling my ear. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!"
She nibbled on my earlobe with playful little bites.
"Goddamn, Heather," I hissed. "I've got a raging hard-on right now, and I need you to do something about it."
She looked right at me and her eyes shimmered with pure lust.
"Well, we better get going then," she whispered into my ear, "because my pussy is so wet, it's dripping down my thighs. And I need some good hard dick before I lose my mind."
"Jesus!" I exclaimed.
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Keywords: What, to, the, Hell, Happened, Heather?,