Busy Masturbating (Heather POV)

Heather had her hand down her panties and was pushing three of her fingers in and out of her pussy at a great pace, trying to reach her climax.

Heather was watching a compilation-video of different suppossedly innocent girls kissing, fingering, scissoring and fucking each other with giant strapons and dilos trying to imitate the roughness of a man fucking them, but few of them truly did. Once in a while a clip with a man would show up and illustrate what it really meant to fuck a girl silly, but it was rare.

Plenty of women did porn in this world but few men did because why would they need to? Most women couldn’t say no to sex with a man and no man actually needed the money he could earn from doing porn. As a result porn-sites were littered with lesbianism and women wearing strapons, taking on the role of man, fucking other submissive women in everyway imaginable. Although the fantasy was pleasing to look at, Heather knew what the real deal really felt like and plenty of the women in the comment section agreed with Heather’s assessment. Many of them criticized the fiction for not being rough enough and made comments like “Come on! She can still stand after that!” and “Where’s the tasty cum? This shit is boring!”

Another type of porn a mist the ocean of females-pretending-to-be-males videos was videos of women who clearly had only meant to send a sexy and intimate video to their special other. The videos had somehow mysteriously ended up online, likely without their permission. It wasn’t impossible to find your teacher, neighbor or even your own mom if you were unlucky (or lucky perhaps) one lone evening.

Heather was reaching her climax and picked up the pace at which she was pushing her fingers in and out of her cunt. Seeing women with strapons fucking subservient sluts was so much more stimulating than masturbating in the shower Heather thought.

Heather reached her climax and yelled “Yes!” with a slight moan at the end of it. Her panties were completely soaked as well as the Livingroom sofa she was sitting on, but Heather was far from finished with masturbating. She would have to clean the sofa and herself (again) later.

But Heather, in her deep concentration, hadn’t noticed the front door opened up.

“Heather! Why the fuck are you masturbating? Go fuck Josh instead! That’s what you’re here for!” A familiar voice yelled at her.

Sarah was home.

Heather turned her head to look at Sarah. She was shocked at the sudden appearance of her.

“Sarah! I, I didn’t hear you come in” Heather said in an apologetic and surprised tone.

“Clearly you didn’t… Where is Josh? We didn’t have sex this morning and the vibrator I’ve been keeping in my cunt all day has barely been enough to allow me to concentrate” Sarah said. She reached down her pants and pulled out her G-spot vibrator and left it on the kitchen counter. It was well soaked in Sarah’s juices.

Despite Sarah clearly asking a question Heather didn’t answer her. She knew that answering Sarah when she was horny and angry at the same time only meant more yelling not less.

“Fine! I’ll find him myself… Josh dear? where are you?” Sarah said while she looked around the apartment for Josh. It didn’t take long for Sarah to start yelling again.

“Heather! Where the fuck is he?!” Sarah said. Heather could hear that she was yelling from their bedroom.

“Are you deaf girl? Answer me!” Sarah yelled and reentered the living room.

“Josh... he… he went out…” Heather said in a low tone, while avoiding eye contact with Sarah. Heather knew, what came next.

“He went OUT?! Sarah said in a giant outburst.

Heather was frightened, almost mortally. She loved Sarah, but she was so difficult to deal with, when Josh wasn’t around. She would boss Heather around, make her do all the chores and generally try to take on the masculine role when it was just the two of them. But when Josh was around, she was the sweetest little girl you could imagine. She would kiss Heather on the lips, put a hand down her panties to make Heather moan to arouse Josh just for kicks and generally be the sweetest big sister you could imagine. But that sweet little girl would be no where to be seen when Sarah was angry, much to the dismay of Heather.

Sarah was having a really bad day. Could you imagine going a whole day and not have sex? What kind of woman wouldn’t go crazy? Especially when she’d expected that her usual horny and big-dick stallion of a boyfriend would satisfy her to no end when she'd finally came home as but that wouldn't happen today. Heather had fucked up the only real role she had in their relationship according to Sarah. Heather’s role was to fuck Josh all day to keep him at home to prevent him from going out and fucking other sluts so that when Sarah herself comes home Josh would be there to fuck her. It had been a perfect and fairly simple arrangement so far, yet Heather still somehow managed to fuck that up.

When Josh and Sarah first got together, Sarah tried her best to please Josh by herself, sexually and financially, but she had eventually come to realize that she succeeded at neither of those things. Josh when he was home alone would still go out and bang sluts like the next-door neighbor or some random girl on the street and maybe not come home until the subsequent day leaving Sarah frustratingly horny for hours, with nothing but her toys to relieve the pressure.

Even if Sarah asked him not to why would he even have listened to her? Sarah did everything Josh asked of her, and sure he didn’t demand much of Sarah, but why would he give up one of the best perks of being a man? If Sarah wanted to have sex with Josh a couple of times a day every day like any normal woman in any normal relationship, she had to come up with an idea.

So, when Sarah met Heather, she figured she would be the perfect candidate for someone who could keep Josh at home while she worked to please Josh financially. Heather was hot, diabolically horny all the time, even for this world’s women, into everything and quite a simple girl too, and therefore easy to manipulate when it suited Sarah.

That’s why Sarah offered Heather the job as her secretary at the publisher they both worked at. The job wasn’t hard, and Heather was paid decently by the publisher and not by Sarah herself. Also, most of Sarah’s clients had Sarah’s private number and not her office number, so Sarah made most arrangements herself anyway, meaning Heather had a lot of free time to stay at home, clean the house and take care of Josh, until Sarah got home herself.

But all of that was entirely useless, if Josh still wasn’t home when Sarah was! But there would be no use crying about that now. Sarah had to find out where Josh had gone so that she could get him home so that he could fuck her silly like he normally does.

“Any idea when he’ll be back?”

“He said not soon I believe…”

“Not soon? Why did he even go out?”

“I don’t know. He didn’t say.”

“He didn’t say? You’re telling me he just left?” Sarah said with clear agitation.

“Well it’s more complicated than that…”

“Then make it simple for me, NOW!” Sarah was getting really pissed off at this point.

“He… he made me promise me not to tell you! Or anyone!”

Sarah realized that being rough with Heather wasn’t gonna make her talk, and even if it did it wouldn’t be to Sarah’s benefit. If she **** it out of Heather, Heather might tell Josh about it, leaving Sarah in a less favorable position with Josh. But if she made Heather tell Sarah out of her own free will, then she might be able to manipulate Heather into not telling Josh she had told her. She could then deal with the mess Heather had created and act accordingly.

“Heather sweet dear… I know I can be rough sometimes, but it’s only for your own benefit I swear” Sarah said in a benign tone, while she moved closer to Heather and eventually sat down beside her in the living room sofa. She put a hand down Heather already soaked panties and started stimulating Heather the only way a woman knows how. Sarah could be so devilishly cunning, when she wanted to.

“Heather Dear… you want Josh home, don’t you?” Sarah asked.

“Yes… I do.” Heather responded, reacting to the stimulation more and more. Her heartbeat was increasing, and she took deeper and deeper breaths.

“To please us and especially you, right?”

“Yessss!”

“Using you like the worthless slut you are?”

“Yeeaaahhh!!!” Heather was on the verge of her climax.

“But… he can’t do that if he isn’t here sweetie” Sarah said and slowed down the pace, ruining Heather’s otherwise impending climax.

“You have to tell me what happened otherwise he won’t come home soon sweetie.” Sarah said slowly and pleasantly right in Heather’s ear.

“Sarah please! I can’t tell you! He made me promise!”

“Are you sure you can’t?” Sarah said and picked up the pace slightly more. Sarah intended for Heather to be right on the edge of cumming to basically **** her into telling her.

Heather was so close to her climax, right on the cusp. She knew that telling Sarah would grant her the long-desired relief she wanted, but Josh’s last words to her before he left was going through her mind constantly.

“If you tell Sarah or anyone else even one word about the app, I’ll make a rule removing all sexual pleasure women can feel, but I’ll keep your libidos just as high if not higher, got it?!” Was Josh’s last words to her.

Heather might want her next orgasm more than she wanted to have her next breath, but she wanted to please Josh even more than that. She would just have to endure this suffering... for the good of all women.

“Come on Heather… we’re sisters after all. We take care of each other when Josh isn’t home, isn’t that right?”

“Yess wee dooo! Argh!” Heather was so close to archieving ecstasy! but Sarah simply wouldn’t let her before she told her.

“But I need to know what you did so that I can make things right, before I can take care of you.”

“I… I won’t tell you! Never!”

“Fine! Then we’ll just have to do this the hard way!” Sarah said in an outburst. She took her hand out of Heather’s cunt, left the living room and went into their bedroom. Heather could hear Sarah rummaging through different things. She guessed that Sarah was probably going through their closet for naughty toys and was deeply worried what she might find.

“There it is!” Heather heard Sarah say. Sarah left their bedroom and reentered the living room again.

Heather looked at Sarah and was shocked at what she saw.