“Forbidden Fruits, part 2” (FF, vaginal, ass worship, used intimate wear)
Author: Babette Smith
Author's note: This story is a follow-up to Forbidden Fruits, part 1 and 
charts Heidi Starr’s continuing sexual encounters at First Northern 
Investment Bank. There are explicit references to kinky sexual acts 
involving females.

It is now Friday evening – the end of a long, hot July week for Heidi Starr 
at First Northern Investment Bank. Corporate finance work was an ongoing 
professional challenge and exhausting, given the pace of corporate activity 
being initiated by the Vice President of Corporate Finance, Kimberly 
Houston.

A 25 year old UCLA graduate, the university environment seemed so much more 
forgiving to Heidi in comparison with the frenetic delivery pace and mental 
agility needed in a top finance job. But she is driven to deliver – doubting 
of her ability Heidi may be, she nonetheless appreciates how privileged she 
is to have secured a prestigious position.

But Heidi had been initiated to a rather more pleasant challenge too that 
week - servicing the kinky sexual needs of the Vice President. If corporate 
finance was a privileged job to secure then she was even more privileged to 
have been up close and personal with her boss, the gorgeous, sultry, classy, 
cut-glass-accented Kimberly. At 45 years old Kimberly had a neat, sexy 
figure, piercing blue eyes and black hair, going grey. Her dress sense is 
immaculate and the total package breathtaking.

Despite the erotic intimacy of Tuesday night, Heidi if anything was more 
admiring but she also knew that there had been a subtle shift in relative 
power and she was well placed to exploit this fully in order to further her 
career.

But she has to be careful – Kimberly is sophisticated and wily as a fox; she 
had not got to the top by being “nice” – if she opened up her sexual 
proclivities to this initiate she would not let that stymie her power base. 
Heidi has to use Kimberly’s strengths to her advantage without compromising 
her position.

But Heidi is not mercenary; Kimberly had tugged at her emotions – she felt 
she was almost in love with this beautiful older woman.

Heidi muses at her desk in a screened off cubicle on a vast expanse of open 
plan Manhattan office space that seemed more factory than professional 
services environment. Papers are strewn over the desk and the client 
proposal she had been working on almost complete in Word on her Apple Mac.

It is 9pm and she is the only staff member left; weekend had arrived and the 
exodus to the suburbs and upstate had passed. Heidi did not have that luxury 
yet of signing off early and she also knew that Kimberly was probably 
attending to client briefs in her executive suite. Serena Washington, number 
two to Kimberly, was also on the premises.

Kimberly had it rather more sumptuous in her private office with black 
leather sofa, window on the world, large mahogany desk. Heidi thought about 
Tuesday night – a sense of arousal stirred in her. The sexual experience had 
awakened virgin knowledge on how to please another woman and she had to 
acknowledge how enjoyable it was. She so wanted to take this to higher 
levels, move beyond – in Kimberly’s words – a sex slave in training to a 
master’s graduate pandering to Kimberly’s every desire.

Daydreaming, she recalls the kinkiness of Kimberly’s desires and the acts 
she performed to drive Kimberly to a bucking, orgasmic release. The scents 
and tastes of Kimberly’s most private of places is as real to her now as it 
was on Tuesday night.

Lost in reverie, Heidi shifts on her leather office chair, parting her 
smooth bare legs, instinctively wanting to masturbate.

She discreetly places her hand up her skirt to feel herself through her 
cotton briefs – they are moist with her juices, her mind reliving the wave 
of pleasure in her loins and climax enjoyed that evening as she sniffed 
Kimberly’s delicate pink La Perla panties.

Heidi has carefully manicured nails – no long finger nails to disturb the 
masturbation experience she indulges in a number of times each week in the 
absence of a sex partner.

She follows the routine that typically maximizes her pleasure seeking. 
Reaching between her legs, Heidi uses her right index finger to fondle her 
clitoris though the material. She expertly stimulates the organ. Reaching 
behind and under herself, Heidi uses her left hand index finger to pressure 
her anus. For a few minutes she masturbates herself and enjoys the 
stimulation on her tight anus, her finger slightly penetrating the rectum in 
a bum-fuck. The skimpy pantie material enhances her pleasure.

But there is a little something missing – she feels compelled to remove her 
underwear. She rises slightly off the chair to slip the white cotton briefs 
down and lift her skirt up. She sits back on the seat, her legs spread.

She closes her eyes and lets her mind wander – she is back in Kimberly’s 
office, her boss slumped on the sofa, weak with release. Reliving the 
moment, Heidi takes her own panties in her left hand and lifts them up to 
her nose to sniff them. After fifteen hours of wear, the cotton panties have 
absorbed the rich odors of her most private of places – it is almost as 
though she is sniffing Kimberly’s intimacy again.

As Heidi sniffs the gusset of her own panties, a whiff of stinky, sweaty 
anus makes its presence known – the similarities of the experience with 
Kimberly are complete. Heidi is now lusting for climax and she is fingering 
delicately to that end….

”Oh, oh, yes, yes, my darling Kimberly, I so want to please you” she blurts 
out involuntarily.

And then the wave takes her, the orgasm intense and complete – the smell of 
the panties and their reminiscence of Kimberly’s intimacy accentuating the 
pleasure.

Ring, ring, ring, ring.

Heidi starts – the phone is ringing. She is rudely jolted from her reverie 
and immediate past pleasure.

“What am I doing, I must be insane”. Heidi whispers out loud.

She takes quick stock of her surroundings – skirt pulled up across her 
spread legs, pair of used white panties in her left hand. Her pussy feels 
hot and moist, a wet patch evident on the leather seat. And, the extension 
number calling is that of Serena Washington.

Ring, ring, ring, ring.

Flustered, she answers the phone. “Hello”. “Hello”.

“Heidi, Serena here”. “You sound distracted”. “You ok?”

Southern tones, languid in delivery – the Mississippi idling its way down 
the phone line.

“Oh, Serena – so nice of you to call” “I was so caught up finishing the 
client financing proposal that I was totally lost in thought”.

“You are such a hard working girl – you learned so quickly these past few 
days, and I know that we are on to a winner here” “You and I make a great 
team”. “I have kept Kimberly informed of your progress – in fact I have to 
shoot through to Kimberly’s office right know, and would like you to 
accompany me for sign off so we can get the proposal to the printers ready 
for Monday”.

“Ok, well I am so pleased Serena – thank you for your kind words, of course 
I’ll come up to the executive floor”. “I’ll just print out the final version 
for you both”.

“That’ll be great Heidi – Kimberly and I have both been through the 
penultimate draft so we can just double-check the final and Kimberly can 
sign off on it”.

“Just give me fifteen minutes Serena to do the print outs”.

“See ya, Heidi”.

Heidi put the phone down, perspiring slightly and anxious. What if she had 
been caught out? Saved by the bell – literally.

Heidi stood up, feeling a little ashamed. The pleasure of the sexual 
experience juxtaposed with the anxiety of the location of her abandonment to 
sexual desire.

She had better get those reports printed and then quickly clean up.

The panties were still in her left hand. On examination, Heidi knows she has 
to put on the clean pair she keeps in her handbag. The used panties were not 
only damp and smelly but there is a slight skid mark at the back of the 
gusset where it has nestled against her little anus all day. Her thought 
process factors in the fact she may be called on to do duty for Kimberly – 
she is too self-conscious at this stage to have Kimberly take sight of 
unmentionable soiling if she has to take her panties down.

Heidi giggles to herself under her breath. Silly really, females care never 
to admit in polite company that the “unmentionable” was a common enough 
feature - no less a personage than Kimberly Houston revealed that fact and 
she showed no acute embarrassment at exposing the sights and scents of the 
deeply personal.

Heidi gathers her composure and presses the print button for three copies of 
the proposal. Then she picks up her handbag and dashes off to the bathroom 
to relieve herself.

After urinating and defecating in a stall, Heidi wipes carefully before 
slipping on the clean panties. She then busies herself washing her face and 
hands and brushing her wavy blonde hair. No need for make-up and she 
abhorred it anyhow – seemed unnecessary. Her green eyes stared out from the 
mirror at her short 5’ 3” slim frame and large D cup bosom covered by the 
usual one-piece woolen dress. Not bad, she thought.

As she prepared herself, she thought of Kimberly who had been as good as her 
word. On Wednesday, Serena Washington, Kimberly’s number two, had been 
delegated to coach on the deal Heidi she had been asked to advise on.

Heidi had not seen Kimberly since Tuesday night but Kimberly had phoned 
Wednesday morning and in crisp tones had informed her that Serena would be 
working with her to get the proposal completed by Friday evening for 
presentation to ABC Inc. on the Monday. No mention of the intimacy, no soft 
intonation in the voice, no personal mention of her enjoyment – just 
professionally businesslike.

In some respects Heidi felt a little emotionally cut by Kimberly’s curt 
communication but her rational self recognized that this was also the reason 
for her admiration of Kimberly, realizing that she had the emotional 
maturity to compartmentalize her life and act appropriately.

Serena had come down personally from the executive suite to formally 
introduce herself and establish the modus operandi of their cooperation. 
Heidi had briefly associated with her at the inception of her contact three 
months back but did not know her. She knew Kimberly trusted her implicitly.

Serena Washington was one of the most beautiful African-American women Heidi 
had ever set eyes on. Around 32 years of age, she was very tall at 6’ 2”. 
Her black hair was done in a corn-row style and she had large, black-brown 
eyes that almost melted the recipient of her gaze. She had a refined Negroid 
face with small, flat nose and fulsome cherry lips. Her body was muscular, a 
product of her daily weights regime, and rounded out by large buttocks and 
long legs.

Retuning from the bathroom, Heidi picked up the copies and individually 
stapled them. She felt rather cleaner and together now and with a slight 
self-consciousness made her way to the elevators and up to the top storey.

She knocked politely on Kimberly Houston’s office door.

“Come in” came the reply.

Heidi diffidently walked across the threshold.

Kimberly was at her desk, sitting in her large leather chair. She was 
talking in a surreptitious manner with Serena, who was standing at the 
opposite side of the desk but bent across it, her body and face in close 
proximity to Kimberly. It seemed almost intimate to Heidi.

Serena turned around to face Heidi, but still bent across the desk.

“Hi there young lady, so nice to see you”, said Serena.

Kimberly said nothing at first, but a soft smile crossed her face at the 
sight of Heidi.

Serena has a black blouse on and long black pants neatly pressed. They are 
figure hugging and flatter her muscular figure, the seat of the pants 
cutting a neat cleavage between the cheeks of her buttocks. She has 
low-heeled black leather shoes on.

“Come across and join us here”, said Kimberly in her ladylike, clipped Ivy 
League way.

Heidi obliges and walks over to the desk. She notes that Kimberly is her 
usual cool self – legs crossed, she is dressed in a black blouse and short 
black skirt tonight with sheer black lingerie; the trademark black patent 
leather high heeled shoes cover her small feet.

Sexual electricity was evident between Kimberly and Serena - ivory and ebony 
in beautiful harmony.

“Let us see the final draft Heidi” said Kimberly. “Take a seat across the 
desk”.

Kimberly winks slightly as she invites Heidi to take a seat.

Serena takes the other seat across the desk from Kimberly and they both 
peruse the document.

“Funding structure seems about right, good mix of short term debt and 
mezzanine with a five year convertible bond and sufficient working capital 
overdraft provision for accommodating growth, plus the covenants give 
adequate protection in the event of default” said Serena.

“Hmm, could live with that”, said Kimberly.

“Client is blue chip and the loan rates are kept tight – but there is ample 
corporate action scope for some attractive advisory fees” so it’s pretty 
much win-win” said Serena.

“It’s well drafted”, Kimberly looked up.

“Thanks”, said Serena, “a joint effort and I must say that Heidi came up 
with some very deft wording to avoid some of those ambiguities that can 
often be a deal breaker once the opposition lawyers get their teeth into 
it”.

“I am impressed”! “You match my expectations Heidi – in more ways than one, 
if you understand”.

Heidi blushes but hopes it was not too evident to Serena.

“Do you think we are done on this Serena, I can’t find anything on my side 
that requires alteration”?

“You bet Kimberly”. “The printers can get printing I think”.

“Quite a week, I need a drink” said Kimberly.

Kimberly stood up from her chair and walked in elegant fashion around the 
desk. As she came close to Serena she gently stroked her face, lent forward 
and kissed her lips. Serena responded in kind and the two women were 
suddenly passionate.

Heidi was stunned. Was she imagining this? Wasn’t she the favored one? Is 
this what women in powerful business positions got up to?

Kimberly and Serena separated. Kimberly looked in Heidi’s direction. “Relax, 
Heidi, you too are special but remember that you have your masters course 
work to get through and I have no doubt that Serena will assist you well 
there too”. “I think our little threesome will work out just fine – after 
all, I have voracious fetishes that need to be satisfied”.

Serena laughed. “You betcha”!

“Let me getta drink for us all” said Serena.

“Malt whisky, Kimberly”?

“Yes my darling Serena.”

“Heidi, I am having a chardonnay – will you join me’?

Heidi gulped twice. “Yes, hmm thanks”

Serena strolled to the drinks cabinet. She poured a whisky and then uncorked 
a Napa Valley wine. Her task complete she handed one each to Kimberly and 
Heidi and then raised her own glass in a toast.

“Well done, Heidi. Kimberly and I really appreciate your efforts.”

Kimberly is standing next to the large desk, sipping. The Chanel no 5 wafts 
in the room.

“It has been a rather hot, long day. I think I need to get comfortable”.

“Good idea”, says Serena.

Kimberly provocatively slips off her skirt. Its falls to the plush, deep 
pile carpet. Her cotton briefs are jet black – no adornment, just plain but 
hi-cut and very sexy. Probably La Perla again, Heidi surmises. The mound of 
her vulva swells in the front of her panties, her pert bottom swells to the 
rear. Kimberly slowly removes the black blouse to reveal a black bra, which 
she reaches behind to remove. She kicks off her high heel shoes and is now 
standing tall in her thigh-high black nylon lingerie and panties.

Serena takes Kimberly’s lead. Slipping off her shoes, she drops her pants to 
the carpet to reveal black thongs and then removes her blouse and black bra. 
Heidi is enthralled at the beauty of her muscular body and ebony skin.

Both women are now naked except for their respective panties, with Kimberly 
in her lingerie. Heidi feels aroused at the sight of these two lovely 
females but she is a little perplexed and feels like its two’s company, 
three’s a crowd.

“Get undressed too Heidi”, says Kimberly in a sultry tone of voice.

As she orders Heidi to get undressed, Kimberly embraces Serena and the two 
begin kissing passionately, fondling each other, their fingers finding each 
others sexual organs and then caressing each others buttocks. The heat 
between the two is palpable.

Heidi stands up and slips off her dress, bra, and shoes but like the other 
two leaves her panties on. She sits back on the sofa, feeling rather spare. 
What on earth has Kimberly got in mind? Heidi dare not question.

“I want you to watch Heidi”, says Kimberly breaking for moment from her 
embrace of Serena. “Just watch until you are told otherwise”.

The two older females, groping and fondling all the time, move gradually 
into the centre of the room near the sofa, a few feet from Heidi. On the 
deep pile carpet there is a large sheepskin rug and the two women descend to 
the comfort of it as their sexual desire for each other grows stronger. They 
are lying as one, kissing and playing with each others clits through the 
panties.

Heidi is enthralled.

As if by some unseen signal they partially separate and Kimberly lies flat 
on the sheepskin. She is groaning slightly. Serena removes her thong, drops 
them next to Kimberly, and then swings around and assumes a 69 position. 
Serena’s ample buttocks are now inches above Kimberly’s face.

Serena reaches down and in turn removes Kimberly’s briefs.

Catching her breath, Kimberly says: “Take Serena’s thongs Heidi – I want you 
to hold them up to your nose and sniff them to get a sense of what I am 
going to indulge myself in; you already know what my scent is like but take 
my panties too if you like – Serena will also be indulging herself”.

Coyly, Heidi obliges – reaching down to pick up Kimberly’s and Serena’s 
panties.

She is too entranced by the explicitness of the sexual act in front of her 
to obey immediately. What are they going to do she thinks to herself?

All is quickly revealed.

Serena squats over Kimberly and slowly lowers her buttocks until they are 
within an inch of Kimberly’s nose.

Suddenly, the clipped, classy Ivy League voice announces, “I need your anus 
darling Serena, I need to smell your dark hole, I need to feast my nose in 
your sweaty, stinking shit hole”.

“Oh yes, my mistress – my dark, dirty, crevice is all yours and I too wish 
to enjoy the same feast on your special place”, drawls Serena.

Serena reaches behind and parts her buttock cheeks. Heidi gets a full view 
of the purple-black orifice surrounded by a thick bush of tightly curled 
black hairs that form a uniform cluster with the pubic hairs around her 
large mound.

Heidi is entranced and revolted at the same time. She had smelt Kimberly’s 
anus but it was not that off-putting in reality - observing it as an 
outsider is making her feel momentarily squeamish. And Serena has probably 
not cleaned down there for the best part of eighteen hours - and she has 
probably defecated during the day. Phew, thinks Heidi, that place must be 
very smelly – Kimberly’s perversions are insatiable.

Serena teases Kimberly – leaving her hole tantalizingly close but not close 
enough. “You dirty, sordid mistress, want my crap hole do you – beg for it”.

“Oh, Serena, give it to me please, I need it, I can catch the scent but I 
need the whole meal”.

Heidi succumbs to her intrigue and picks up Serena’s thongs. There is a 
white discharge on the gusset, which is moist with her desire. Although the 
material is black, there is unmistakable evidence of excrement residue at 
the back of the gusset where it meets the thong. That material has rested 
hard against Serena’s hot, steamy, hairy, dirty ass hole all those hours, 
brewing into the slightly disgusting odor she now experiences as her 
nostrils tentatively sniff the panties. The vaginal and stale urine smells 
are quite a turn on but whatever Serena’s diet, the after effect of her 
defecation is far more malodorous than the smell on Kimberly’s panties.

Kimberly is now gasping for her perverted meal. Serena obliges, and sinks 
her shit hole right onto Kimberly’s nose. Kimberly’s nostrils push hard up 
against Serena’s anus to sniff the disgusting smell. Serena is pushing down 
hard onto Kimberly’s nose as Kimberly sniffs deeply. Serena’s buttocks are 
pulsating as she moves rhythmically on top of Kimberly, who is drilling her 
nose deep into the opening of the anus to enjoy its full olfactory benefit.

Serena gradually eases forward and Kimberly lifts, and then spread-eagles 
her legs. Kimberly’s anus is now in full view. Serena squats down across 
Kimberly’s body and bends forward to sniff her partner’s anus. She too 
revels in the smell, sniffing as hard as Kimberly.

Heidi is now aroused too. She has two women in front of her sniffing each 
others anuses. Heidi picks up Kimberly’s panties to sniff them; not as 
smelly as they were on Tuesday but nonetheless quite pleasant – she could 
get used to this.

Serena eases back from sniffing Kimberly’s anus and begins cunnilingus. She 
expertly licks Kimberly’s clit. Kimberly is now fully absorbed in achieving 
sexual gratification and the tell-tale signs of her tensing to climax emerge 
- she thrusts her buttocks forward, arches her back slightly and with one 
last deep sniff of Serena’s anus her head lies back and a primeval howl 
escapes her lips as an intense orgasm carries her to the utmost ecstasy.

“Aaaaaahhhh, aaaaaahhhh, oh sweet gorgeous Serena, oh, yes, oh, yes, huh, 
huh, aaah.”

Serena eases up on her cunnilingus. Kimberly has grown limp, lying with her 
eyes closed, gasping, murmuring, spent.

Serena smiles and sits back on her haunches. Kimberly is prostrate in front 
of her.

“Ok, initiate” says Serena to Heidi. “I need an orgasm and fast”. “Am goin’ 
to lie right next to our boss lady here and you are going to do just what I 
did”.

Heidi is so taken with the sexual orgy she obliges instantly, slipping off 
her panties and taking her place above Serena’s face.

“Want to sniff your cute anus little girl while you tongue me off”, says 
Serena.

Heidi parts her buttocks and places her anus on Serena’s nose. “You smell 
sweet compared with Kimberly, Heidi – not too much shitty smell there” says 
Serena before drilling into Heidi’s anus.

Heidi kneels forward and commences cunnilingus. Serena is so bursting with 
arousal that she climaxes within minutes, bucking and twisting, almost 
dislodging Heidi with her powerful legs as Heidi struggles to keep up the 
tonguing right to the last. As Heidi sits back, Serena rolls sideways, 
sighing, and lies spent on her stomach.

Heidi feels in need of release too – despite her earlier masturbation. The 
sight of Serena lying prone, eyes shut and seemingly drowsing sparks a 
thought - this is a good opportunity to find out what her anus smells like 
in reality.

She straddles Serena’s back, facing towards her shapely black buttocks. 
Heidi parts the buttocks and slowly places her nose against the purple-black 
crevice. The smell is almost too much at one go - a pungent, rancid, sweaty 
faecal odor. The bush of hairs has absorbed the filthy smell too and tiny 
traces of excrement are evident. No wonder her thongs smelt so strong.

But Heidi feels compelled to move on – her master’s degree awaits after all. 
Then she loses herself in the anal smell of this beautiful woman, giving of 
herself to the sordid act, and is soon reaching underneath herself to 
masturbate as her nostrils hungrily sniff the prize. For the second time 
that night Heidi is climaxing – not intensely but nonetheless a welcome 
release.

Moments pass. Silence.

“Saw that young Heidi”. Kimberly’s voice.

“Oh, Kimberly, I do hope you came wonderfully – I was so taken with your 
kinkiness again, you are a true inspiration”.

“And you did well again Heidi – so multi-tasking”. Kimberly chuckles and 
Heidi chuckles along with her.

“Time to finish drinks and escape I think, the weekend awaits”, says 
Kimberly.

“Are you ok Serena my darling lover”.

“Oh, my you bet. Such wonderful love making. Heidi truly completed the 
circle for me. Hoped you liked my ass young girl”.

Again laughter. Heidi blushes. “I think I could really enjoy ass worship and 
the kinkiness of pantie sniffing. Truth be told I actually sniffed my own 
used panties earlier Kimberly, just thinking of you and me on Tuesday and I 
came wonderfully. You phoned shortly after I had climaxed Serena”.

“You never?” Serena

“My, my”. Kimberly.

“Have to admit, but I changed into fresh panties as I felt bashful about the 
possibility of you noticing them being a little dirty Kimberly. I sort of 
wondered if I would have to service you and I still feel a little 
uncomfortable about another woman getting so personal with me”.

“Well, lets be frank Heidi a lady’s panties and intimate orifices are hardly 
likely to smell like fresh plucked roses after the long days we work but 
there is tremendous gratification to be gained from the scent of a woman. I 
would be revolted if it were with a man”.

Both Serena and Heidi convulse with laughter.

“Yeah, us girls got to stick together” says Serena.

“Time to get changed. I have some fresh panties in my drawer and I think you 
have some fresh ones in your briefcase Serena – take note of Heidi, we 
wouldn’t want you to be taken into hospital by any chance with those thongs 
of yours as soiled and smelly as they are – you may give a doctor a hard-on 
with just one whiff of them!”

They all collapse again with laughter – enjoying each others company and 
their by now growing bond.

“Women rule OK!”, ventures Heidi.

THE END, until the next time. All suggestions, and criticisms, gratefully 
received. What would you the reader like to see in my content? Please e-mail 
me at babette-smith@hotmail.com.
Love Babette xxxxx

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