Message-ID: <6276eli$9802201544@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: hrichard@bellatlantic.net (Hawk Richards) Subject: ASS: New Story: "Body Chemistry" by Hawk Richards Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: hrichard@bellatlantic.net Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <34ed19aa.329644@news6.bellatlantic.net> As always, you must be 18 years or older, depending on the law, etc, etc, of your area, etc, etc. You can't make money off of this story, without my permission, etc, etc. Contact Info: Hawk Richards hawkrds@aol.com **************************************** "Body Chemistry" (c) Hawk Richards hawkrds@aol.com Jason lifted his arms in mock drama and announced, "It's alive! It's alive!" "We still have to finish the preliminary testing," said Peggy. "I just know this is it. I can see it now! We'll be rich and famous," he shouted. "Wanna test it out?" He uncorked one of the shiny test tubes full of purple liquid and inhaled, then passed it to his lab partner. "It doesn't smell that bad, really." He coughed. "We need to test it the right way, Jason. "We already know that you're horny. All men are horny." "Yeah, I guess you are right," he grinned. "You sure, you don't wanna test it out, though?" She felt his eyes pierce the dim light in the lab, as they roamed her curvaceous body. Her nipples stiffened, poking out through her blouse, which clung to her ample cleavage and showed her lack of a brassiere. She liked the freedom she felt when she didn't have to wear any underwear. Peggy would never admit it, but she loved the power that she had over men - especially after having lived most of her life obese. After she lost the weight, she started to wear the type clothing that showed off her achievement; in fact, she became quite popular as the sexy rocket-scientist-type, whatever that was. They only problem was that most men didn't care about her intelligence. It was probably why she had a crush on Jason, since they had been friends even before her drastic weight loss. "Like we really created a love potion with pheromones, we got from a dog!" she laughed. "Yeah, but just think about it -" he fumbled with his glasses, " if we could create a smell that could induce sexual excitement in humans, then we could make a fortune. Of course, we will have the opportunity to make a lot of people happy. The whole country will thank us. No, the whole WORLD!" "Oh brother! She said. "You're just a horny toad, aren't ya? We have some more tests to do. Then tests to do on those tests…." "Uh, yeah...I think this stuff is working," he said, nervously avoiding eye contact. Peggy glanced down at her lab partner's crotch, and saw his rising manhood tenting his pants. When she looked up, she saw Jason's face, blushing uncontrollably. She almost felt sorry for him because he wasn't too geeky of a guy, but he acted very immature most of the time. Before she had lost the weight, neither of them were in any of the "cool" social circles - which meant that they stood out in the crowd as if they were somehow losers compared to the fraternity and sorority types - so they hung out together, in and out, of the lab, keeping each other company in a platonic sort of way. "Uh, let's write up this lab report, I'm not feeling very well," he stammered as he noticed her staring at his aroused condition. He handed her the clipboard, changing the subject. She also knew that he was very uncomfortable with her new look and the attention it gave her from the other guys on campus, but he was always supportive of her. Sometimes she wished that he would stop fooling around and actually hit on her for real, but he wasn't the aggressive type. He talked a good game, but when it came to getting serious, he would become shy and change the subject. Peggy took the tube out of his hand, and went to test pH balance, but as she walked toward the equipment she grinned, turned around , and spilled it on her blouse. "Ooops!" she said. "Oh, shit!" Jason shouted. "Now, we'll have to start all over." "Look at my blouse! It is ruined," she said. Jason couldn't take his eyes off of Peggy's blouse as the purplish fluid coated the thin material, and stuck to her breasts, making the blouse almost translucent. He stared at the two mounds of soft flesh as they heaved with each excited breath. He stood spellbound by her beauty, memorizing every inch of her as the green liquid spread to the valley between the two globes. Her crinkled, pencil eraser-like nipples stood proudly, begging to be touched, suckled, and teased. She unbuttoned her blouse, wiping her breasts off with paper towels, while she gazed at Jason with come hither eyes. "I feel funny," she said. "What? What do you mean you feel funny?" he asked. "Take me, Jason," she said. "Make love to me." "But, but --" he stammered. "It was only dog pheromones. It shouldn't make you...." "Just forget about that Jason and fuck me!" She tore at his clothes and kissed him passionately. Their tongues entwined provocatively as she led them through an elaborate mating dance with her lips pressed tightly to his - causing them to moan with sexual arousal as they expressed their inner most desires. Unzipping his fly, Peggy slid to her knees and knelt down on the cold tile floor. The hard surface felt smooth and exhilarating against her hot skin. Her fingers sought out his manhood underneath his boxers. She yanked down his pants and engulfed the head of his shaft wither her mouth. "Peggy! Peggy, you don't know what you are doing! It's that damn pheromone shit!" She pulled away from his pulsing manhood., laughing at him. "It's not that damn potion, silly! Now shut up and enjoy it." She sucked the bulbous head of his penis in her mouth like a lollipop as she fondled his distended ball sack in her hand and rolled them around gently with her grasp. "Oh god," he groaned, staring at her in disbelief. She drug him down on top of her, spread her legs and yanked up her dress, showing him that she was ready for more. He loomed over her as he pressed his swollen desire against her thigh. He kissed her passionately as his right hand cupped, kneaded, and squeezed her breasts. "Please, Jason! Now!" she moaned. He pressed his shaft at her soft, wet entrance, and it slid into her tight sheath, slowly. She gyrated her hips, upward in his slow stroke, trying to get more of him into her. He started to buck into her, pounding passionately with a sensuous rhythm that made Peggy groan with pleasure. She became rigid, her arms clenched his back tightly as her body spasmed in release, and Jason soon followed. "Holy shit!" he said. "Mmm, I liked it, too." Peggy replied. "I have wanted to do that for two whole years." "But --" he said as Peggy kissed him, silencing out his plea for an explanation. (c) Hawk Richards <hawkrds@aol.com> -- Hawk Richards hawkrds@aol.com For more of my stories please surf on over to: Hawk Richards Storyboard http://members.aol.com/hawkrds -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |