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Hello, i'm posting this because i think it's a great story and mainly
because it's incomplete and i was wondering if anyone could report the
entire story or point me where i could get it.
The Bionic Freshman
Chapter One - The Experiment
The long ruddy shaft glistened in the bright florescent laboratory
light. The thickly veined skin was taunt and barely moved as the ruby red
lips slid back and forth on it. Slowly, seductively the extended and pouty
lips worked on the trembling shaft. A small mole at the corner of the lips
was in stark contrast to the ivory skin surrounding them. Wider inspection
revealed a mature and sensual face with high cheekbones accented by red
rouge, and a developing natural flush.. Full expressive eyes in light makeup
stared upward with unfeigned intensity. A small slightly upturned nose with
delicately flared nostrils blended into the classic countenance. Rich golden
blond hair surrounded the face, pulled back severely and wound into a tight
bun. Small delicate ears topped the intersection of the face and the long
graceful neck, newly exposed when a crisp white high necked blouse was
discarded. One lovely hand surrounded the base of the shaft; long red
fingernails showed brightly against the thick bush of light brown hair that
covered the exposed abdominal area. The other hand cupped and massaged the
tight scrotum from underneath.
This was the scene, the situation that was confronting John Honing in
the biology lab at the university. His freshman year had barely started,
Miss Andersen his Bio. 101 professor had requested his presence there after
the late evening class, something about one of his papers.
John was a tall good looking guy and he knew it. Both guys and girls had
hit on him throughout his nineteen years. The young man had always stayed
pretty much to himself though. Mom and Dad had taught him everything he
wanted to know and more about sex at home. The lessons had gone from
classroom to bedroom when John was a senior in high school, but that was
another story. He remembered the first day of Bio. in the lecture theater.
Seated near the front he had been hard pressed to hide the bone that
developed when he first gazed upon the statuesque woman that introduced
herself as the course professor. Right away John had begun to fantasize, and
there was plenty there to work with. The long stark white lab coat somehow
didn’t mask a deep undercurrent of sexuality that seemed to emanate from the
woman professor. Perhaps it had been the intensity on the young man’s face
while fantasizing during those first few lectures, or maybe the huge bulge
in his pants that had caught the professors attention, perhaps it was just
his youthful handsomeness, John didn't know. What he did know was that a
gallon of cum was going to gush down that beautiful throat in a matter of
minutes. His imagination, his body, his cock and balls were all on fire as
the highly talented professor sucked him like he'd never been sucked before.
To John this was like home cooking, a taste of home, a taste of mom!
"You may call me professor, or Miss Andersen" admonished the woman while
taking a breath. John groaned anew as the hot mouth again engulfed his
raging hard on. The professor had removed her lab coat, blouse and lacy
black bra to reveal a perfect pair of large breasts. Long hard nipples were
surrounded by large brown areola, the sight of them was intoxicating. John's
jeans were at his ankles, his body leaning back against the professor's desk
at the rear of the lab.
"Mmmmmmmmm, you have an exquisite organ here young man" said the woman
as she visibly became more heated and amorous. John knew it was only seconds
before orgasm and let the fact be known. "I'm going to cum, I'm going too
cum soon." The large brown eyes looked up at the young man as if to say
"fill my mouth if you can, flood my hungry throat." The red lips then
massaged more firmly on the twitching organ as the professor's head bobbed
quickly up and down. John's ball were on fire as the warm hand fondled and
rubbed them in their sack. The woman's cheeks were deeply flushed now while
she excitedly worked her student to the brink of seminal explosion. John's
pelvis was jerking and thrusting with the impending eruption, he reached out
to take the professors face in his hands; she reached out in return and
clutched his hard buns in her hands and worked him into her wet throat.
"Ahhhhhhhhhggg, Ahhhhhhhggggg...." cried John as the first great wads of
cum shot out of his cock into the professors sweet mouth. John groaned and
clutched frantically at her face, his hugely swollen organ erupting time
after time into her hot wet sucking mouth. Miss Andersen swallowed eagerly
as the flood of sperm raced into her throat. John's spurting cock was
halfway down her throat, they clutched frantically at each other. John
didn't know how the woman could keep from choking the way they strained
against each other. Finally the professor jerked back gasping for some air.
John's member bobbed upward as it was released and another great blast of
cum shot from the fiery red and purple head to arc through the air and
splash all over professor Andersen's huge tits! She cupped her wet breasts
and hoisted them up for more. The young man fisted several more wet globs
onto her beautiful orbs. "Mmmm, you will work out nicely, verrrrry nicely"
the professors cooed while massaging the wet sticky sperm into her swollen
tits.
John was in heaven and things only got better when the professor reached
back and undid her bun and long flowing folds of blond hair cascaded down
her back and all about her shoulders; the sight of it was awesome. She
smiled in an almost motherly way and moved to take the young man back into
her warm mouth. John groaned with delight while his slowly softening cock
was milked of every last drop. The professor repeatedly massaged his balls
while running her thumb and forefinger firmly up the length of huge cock to
elicit every ounce of cum. John laid his head way back and gasped with this
final pleasure, his tongue rolled loosely in his mouth.
Professor Andersen abruptly stood up; her full breasts swayed
magnificently with the motion. "Yes" she said, "yes you will work out nicely
in my study group." Still naked to the waist she moved quickly the lab
counter nearby and extracted a beaker of clear blue fluid from a small
cabinet. John remained leaning against her desk, his body and mind still
whirling with the effects of this incredible development in his freshman
year at school. After quickly scratching some notes on a pad the blond
professor lifted the beaker to her wet ruby lips and drank some of the blue
liquid. John thought her throat was the most beautiful he had ever seen
while watching her tilt back her head and swallowed the liquid.
The professor felt the liquid become fire as it reached her stomach. She
quivered, sagged a little and then stood more fully and statuesque than ever
as the fire became waves of lust and passion, raging like a river to each of
her many erogenous zones. The heat was greatest in her firm tits which now
seemed to swell to and even larger size. The beautiful globes firmed up and
rose spectacularly on her chest, her nipples grew to an inch in length and
became as thick as her thumbs. The professor reached lustily for her own
breasts and cupped them fully to herself. Her face was a mask of desire, her
hands began to squeeze and massage the large heavy mammilaries. A creamy
white liquid began to ooze from the stiff nipples. Soon the great tits were
squirting this milk into the air. John watched in amazement while professor
Andersen walked sensuously and purposefully toward him.
"Suck them" she commanded. John was hypnotized by the sight. "Suck them,
it's an aphrodisiac" she admonished. John took one of the large wet
torpedoes in his trembling hand and tried to hold it steady while lowering
his mouth to it. The huge breasts had coned pointedly, starting at the outer
edge of the large areola. John let himself go and hungrily sucked the cone
and nipple into his mouth. "Squeeze it, ahhhhh, yes squeeze it into your
mouth." John did so and was rewarded with a full jet of creamy milk into his
mouth. It had a musky, semi-sweet taste. His throat warmed when he swallowed
and the milk went into his stomach burning like a fine whiskey. The young
man soon began to feast greedily on both breasts for a couple minutes until
the woman pushed him away. John staggered a little as he leaned back against
the desk. Miss Andersen's great tits were still spurting the intoxicant as
she stood back watching the young man.
The fire in John's stomach was now rapidly spreading to his groin. A hot
itchy tingling soon took over his stiffening cock and balls. The feeling
rapidly became intense. Professor Andersen smiled widely as she watched the
young man's organ swell and stiffen to a monstrous size. John grabbed his
burning cock and stared with amazement at the size of it, the thing seemed
to be alive! The touch of his hand on the burning tool produced an immediate
and spectacular result; the bobbing cock squirted and unbelievable jet of
cum skyward like a spouting geyser. John grunted and stroked his giant cock
frantically, trying fiercely to ease the burning itch that had taken over
his body. More great jets of cum flew out of the cock and splattered all
over the professor as she advanced on the student her eyes transfixed by the
volcanic cock.
The professor hastily peeled off her remaining garments. Without
ceremony she swept the desktop clean and laid her heavy chest on the smooth
polished surface. She arched her back, straightened her long legs and
presented John with the most erotic pose he had ever seen in his life. A
perfect heart shaped ass gave way to a smoothly shaved pussy. A pulsing pink
anal ring pouted saucily between the two full and firm globes of ass flesh.
John groaned and continued to squirt while he came around between the
professor's long legs and sought a receptacle for his erupting organ.
The reddened lips of the shaven cunt were already covered in cum as the
young man maneuvered the head of his terribly swollen organ to them. Still
spurting he pushed the giant purple head against the vaginal lips. The
resistance was immediate, but John pushed insistently forward. The woman
tried to relax herself as much as possible, but a great fire was consuming
her parts as well. "Push, push...... aaaaarrrrhhggg" she cried out when the
great cock head finally managed to stretch it's way into her hot wet cunt.
John set himself and pushed mightily against the vaginal resistance, four or
five more inches of cock buried itself in the professors pussy. For a few
seconds the warm cunt soothed John's wild urges, but not for long. He soon
began to thrust wildly in an attempt to bury his burning root to the hilt.
"Ahhhhhggg, Ahhhhhggggg, Ahhhhhhgggggg" cried Miss Andersen as her vaginal
tissues were stretched to the limit. John was overtaken by a fresh need to
cum. His tool mostly buried now began to explode again. John clutched at the
professors hips and strove to drive his maddened cock through her body. "I
can't stop cumming, I can't stop!!!" he cried in anguish. The professor had
been biting her knuckles while trying to accept the monstrous cock. She
stopped long enough to admonish the young man. "You must keep fucking, you
must fuck all the cum out or there might be damage to your testicles." "You
must..... arrrrhhhhhgggg." She was stopped in mid sentence when her student
rammed harder than ever into her heated cunt.
John began fucking like a machine, Miss Andersen could only grunt and
cry out in dismay; being consumed by the pleasure/pain that engulfed them.
She jerked and shook when the giant cockhead drove deep into her womb and
penetrated her cervix. The pleasure of the smaller inner doorway clutching
at his cockhead brought on another series of seminal explosions to the young
man. Cum coated both of them, it flowed and squirted and dripped down their
legs onto the polished lab floor, where it pooled in testimony to the
cataclysmic event.
In the midst of all this both John and the leggy professor began to
sense a deep undercurrent of orgasmic origin beginning to build in their
tortured bodies. Professor Andersen clutched at the desktop in an attempt to
brace herself against the massive onslaught of the raging cock that seemed
intent on ripping her cunt out. John now hunched over her steaming ass like
a mad man, his hips thrusting wildly like a beast in heat. The scent of her
hair and the convulsive spasms of her body beneath him drove the young
student on relentlessly. John reached under the professor and grabbed at her
huge leaking tits. They also seemed alive as he squeezed and groped them
with abandon.
The orgasmic undercurrent was now surfacing, a beast of desire bent on
devouring the two of them. The giant rod pistoned furiously in and out of
the professors numb cunt, cum and juice squished and flowed out around the
massive tool each time it came near to bottoming out. Both John and Miss
Andersen began to shake and thrust insanely against one another. Their
groins burst into liquid fire as the climatic fireball burst over them and
rippled with unbridled heat throughout their spasming bodies. Their eyes
rolled back and their tongues wagged wildly in wide open mouths while the
tidal wave of heat and passion and desire raced though them. Both whined
thinly and grimaced in unison as the orgasm consumed their flesh. The huge
cock spewed awesome amounts of fresh hot cum into the professors uterus.
John gave one last hellish thrust and finally buried his burning cock meat
fully into the grunting woman's shivering body.
For several minutes they were locked together, straining, and shuddering
while their bodies were ravaged by a primal desire to fuck themselves into
one entity. The head of John's cock swelled up like a fiery red orange
preventing him from withdrawing. Miss Andersen's vaginal cavity contracted
powerfully and began to grip and squeeze the young man's spurting organ like
a milking machine. The two grunted and gasped in unison some more with each
convulsion of the professors sopping cunt.
Finally John collapsed onto the woman professor; the fire in his groin
was starting to flow out of him, his body becoming his own again, he was as
limp as a rag doll. They stayed that way for a full half hour, trying to
recuperate enough to deal with the aftermath of the experiment. The smell of
sweat and sperm permeated the air. John's hands were still beneath Miss
Andersen, full of here aching breasts. Both groaned with the fresh soreness
that manifested itself when the professors final involuntary contractions
slowly ejected John's deflating cock.
Miss Andersen was the first to began the extraction process. Groaning
with the stiffness that gripped her limbs she struggled to get out from
under the young man. Their sperm and perspiration cover bodies slid apart
when she managed to move to the side and upwards. John slid onto the desktop
and then to the floor, not yet able to control his limbs. Professor Andersen
on the other hand was able to quickly pull herself together. While pulling
on her discarded clothes the woman briefly reached over and caressed the
young man's face. Then she straightened herself and began the job of
straightening up. John slowly came around. It was like waking from a deep,
deep sleep, first the mind and then the body. It was five or ten minutes
later when he was able to get back into his clothes and find a chair to rest
some more in. By that time professor Andersen was bustling about the
laboratory, writing notes, looking at samples, and jabbering away to no one
in particular about things John couldn't begin to understand.
"Professor?" "Professor....., professor what..., what's going on here?"
It took a while for the young man to get through to the female professor.
"Oh it's going quite wonderfully actually, a small dosage correction will be
needed I think , but....." "Professor, what is going on, not how's it going.
What happened to me, to you? I'm freaked." "Oh don't worry, it's all
controlled" replied the woman almost merrily. John wasn't convinced about
the controlled part, his cock was terribly sore and his balls felt like they
had been in a vice. "Here" said the professor, "drink a little of this it
will make you feel better." John protested emphatically, but Miss Andersen
finally coaxed him into drinking a remedial concoction that she had prepared
ahead of time. After several more minutes had gone by John began to feel
quite a bit better, but he was sure that his cock would never work again, it
had never been so limp and shrunk as it was now.
Being a freshman John had a million questions, but most of them were to
do with personal concerns. Where a graduate student might have wondered
about the legality and authorization for such experimentation, John only
worried about himself. Over the course of the next hour Miss Andersen
outlined the experiment and study group in detail on a level that John could
understand. The byproduct of a fertility drug study had recently been
discovered to possess incredible aphrodisiatic properties, a fact John now
had intimate knowledge of. Professor Andersen was conducting extensive
albeit illegal testing of the extract with a small controlled study group
she was in the process of putting together. John she explained was one of
the first members.
"I'm sorry to have used you so" Miss Andersen said apologetically. I'm
normally much more methodical and objective. I'm not sure what came over me
in your case, I guess it's just that your such a handsome young man. John
was surprised to see somewhat of a blush on the professors face while she
apologized. "I do hope you'll find your way clear to keep on with the study
group." "You see not everyone reacts the same; yours has been the linear so
far!" "I mean you behaved more normally than the others I've been able to
recruit so far." John's mind started to whirl while he chewed on these facts
and the open request. "I don't ....., I don't know if I should. It was
a...., well fantastic. I've never dreamed of such intense ......." John
wanted to say fucking, but being young and naive he just muttered something
about sex and love making. Stifling a small motherly smile professor
Andersen now standing near the young man put her arm on his broad shoulders.
"I think you'll find it all very rewarding John. I've got almost unlimited
funding at present, and some very attractive additional students enrolled,
with more to come. I think I have enough data now to extrapolate into more
correct dosages. We have already developed several different permutations of
the extract, with equally spectacular results. Please say you will sign on.
I know you will make in invaluable contribution." The professor felt a warm
tingling in her womb as she delivered this last phrase. "I quess...., I
guess I will" spoke John. The nearness of this beautiful mature woman and
the warmth of her arm on his shoulders helped to win the young man over.
"Good...., good. I'll give you a complete group schedule Wednesday after the
morning lab. We have a group orientation planned for tomorrow night at my
home, eight oclock, can you be there?" John had the night free.
Professor Andersen help the student gather up his book bag and escorted
him arm and arm to the outer entrance of huge biology wing. John turned to
she her smile and wave as he walked down the long flight of cement stairs at
the front of the building. He waved back, then turned and strode off to his
dormitory. The young man's mind was ablaze with activity, what a strange and
fantastic evening. What did the future hold? Was it all a dream? John
couldn't wait to find out more, to experience more. The sight of professor
Andersen's huge squirting tits came back to the young man as he walked
along. By the time he reached his room, John was sporting a hard-on that
wouldn't quit.
Chapter Two - The Group
Thursday evening couldn't come too fast for John. He'd never been so
horny for so long, or so often as he had the last few days. Several times
when his roomy was out, John worked his itching cock to momentary relief
with his hand, cumming was easy but the relief never lasted very long. He
felt it was psychological more than anything else. Never had he experienced
such intense sexual release as he had with Prof. Andersen; every time he
thought about it too much he was off to the bathroom or something to get rid
of that itch again.
Driving to the professor's home a short way from campus only excited the
young man more. What was he going to find when he got there! How many others
were in the test group; were they mostly girls; he hoped so. There was more
than enough sexy women running around campus than one needed to keep a
constant hard on. John couldn't believe how many great looking girls there
were. Trouble was it seemed they all knew he was just a freshman, someone to
be avoided; John hadn't really got to know even one girl yet, well enough to
ask out. By the time he pulled into the driveway at the professors house,
his pants were bulging at the seams in front. Getting out of the car and
standing up seemed to help some. By the time he made it to the large wooden
door under the front archway things were pretty much normal, but the ever
present itch lurked quietly beneath the surface of the young man's physical
consciousness.
John had noticed several vehicles in the long driveway and turnaround at
the front of the large stone home. His hand trembled just a little as he
reached for the door knocker, there didn't seem to be a buzzer anywhere.
John had just lifted the knocker when suddenly the door flew inward pulling
the young man forward into an embarrassingly awkward position. A high
pitched giggle immediately issued forth out of the mouth of the pixie like
young woman who had nearly pulled John's arm out of it's socket. "Oh I'm
sorry, are you all right?" The question was accompanied by a light touch on
the abused arm and a genuine look of concern from the girl who stood there,
just inside the threshold. "I......., I'm John Honeing, Professor And...."
The sentenced wasn't finished before the girl cut John off with some quick
reply while dragging him through the front hallway toward a doorway through
which several voices could be heard in mildly animated conversation.
John had an opportunity to study his greeter somewhat from the rear
before he caught up with her. Slim shoulders and a straight back were hinted
at under a loose gray sweatshirt with school colors on it. The jeans that
hugged a superbly shaped derričre were not concealing at all. Shiny soft
brown hair, straight and long danced about the young woman's shoulders and
hung down her back as she moved and talked in a energetic manner. "You're
the last one I think, everyone's so excited about the experiment; I can't
wait to see some of the statistical results; did Miss Anderson recruit you
herself?; she's so beautiful." John's mind could barely keep up with the
girl's gush of words. "Oh by the way, I'm Sandy, we're paired together for
the first set of tests!" They had now entered a large livingroom. When John
pulled up along side the cute brown haired girl she put her arm around his
waist and pulled him close. Even as he dealt with the combined gaze of
several strangers and the sudden quiet that accompanied it, John though to
himself, "I like this girl, in fact I like her a lot." The feel of the small
curvy body next to his quickly fueled the fire of this new revelation. Sandy
hugged herself to him as Miss Andersen made her way towards them. John
couldn't help but feel the firmness of her young breasts on his arm where it
was pressed firmly between them.
"Hi John, I see you've met Sandy. Don't smother him dear. We're all here
John and ready to go over some theory and background necessary to the tests,
you're just in time." Miss Andersen pressed one of her large breasts against
John's other arm as she took it and began to guide him to one off the
several sofa seats in the large room. Disappointment to hear about theory,
background and all that stuff was not able to hold down John's excitement
that resulted from the feel of the two women on both sides. By the time Miss
Andersen had seated John and Sandy the young freshman was sporting a record
breaking boner, at least it felt that way. John was glad he was sitting and
the natural fold of his pants camouflaged his stiff cock somewhat. Sandy on
the other hand hadn't failed to notice the tautness of the material while
her partner seated himself. Two hard points began to manifest themselves on
the front of her sweatshirt. A soft bush also began to show on the sides of
her. An accelerated heart rate began rushing blood to various strategic
sites on the young woman's body. Sandy snuggled unabashedly up to John, the
lights in the room began to soften, and Miss Anderson pulled a large screen
down from the ceiling.
"Can everyone see?" Murmurs and a few light remarks echoed back to the
professor; a slide projector lighted and began to whir in the background.
"I'm sorry we didn't all get a chance to meet one another" said Miss
Andresen, "but I'm on a rather tight schedule tonight and wanted to cover
some necessary ground before the first round of test began tomorrow night.
I've made up some charts to map out the test schedules for all of you that
I'll show first. Don't worry about remembering, you'll each get a copy
before you leave tonight." John began to relax a little as the professor
talked on about schedules and times and a lot of stuff that didn't really
seem relevant to that first encounter in the laboratory at all. "Of course
what do I know" thought John, "I'm just a freshman!" The sudden warmth of
Sandy's small hand on his upper thigh quickly brought John's mind into focus
and it wasn't centered on the things that Professor Andersen was talking
about! John squirmed a little and looked around to see if anyone could see
Sandy's hand on his leg. She was now rubbing it back and forth and inching
ever closer to his still stiff cock! Most everyone seemed intent on the
screen and Miss Andersen's words, most everyone except another guy slightly
forward and to the right of John. John recognized him from Biology class,
Gary was the name he remebered. Gary was a clean cut preppy looking kid with
somewhat delicate features on a medium frame. He was seated with a short
haired blond girl that John had never seen before. Gary smiled in a knowing
kind of a way while nodding and looking at John's crotch. John smiled back
and tried to act cool. He felt a lot better when Gary turned back around.
"I now want to show you some video frames I clipped from some of our
preliminary test sessions." Professor Andersen immediately had everyone's
attention with this disclosure. "I apologize for clandestinely obtaining
these videos and am giving all of you the opportunity now of restricting
their viewing, or use for any purpose. Please let me remind you that this is
not an exercise in sexual fun and games. We are trying to conduct a serious
investigation here of the effects of an exciting new extract. The benefits
to science and human kind could be revolutionary to say the least. I'm
hoping all of you can approach this project with an objective and
professional attitude. I realize several of you are just freshmen and
juniors. You have been screened however for certain personality
characteristics that we felt were needed for our test subjects. Again I
apologize for the less than up front manner in which this information was
obtained. I'm sure you can all appreciated the need we had to refrain from
an open disclosure concerning the subject matter central to the core of our
experiments. We didn't want a flood of over eager candidates with little or
no real valid qualifications for the task ahead. If at this time
you are un-sure or hesitant about continuing with the group, now is the
time to excuse yourself. Any and all documentation gathered up to this time
relative to your preliminary testing will be turned over to you for whatever
disposition you feel most comfortable with."
John's mind was suddenly filled with a million questions. This sounded
like serious stuff. No fun and games? What was it that he and Miss Andersen
were doing the other night in the laboratory? Was it fun or an insatiable
hunger that brought him here tonight? Did he care about being seen in some
video? Maybe it will be really exciting. What should he do, anything? The
only thing Sandy seemed to be doing through all of this was moving her warm
hand closer and closer to his straining penis. John looked down at her.
Sandy turned her pretty face up to him and stretched upwards toward him with
a kiss me look on her face. It was quite dark in the room, but John knew
they weren't by any means invisible. Still he kissed her. He couldn't help
it. Her soft warm lips immediately parted and invited John's wet tongue
inside. The kissed only lasted a few seconds, but seemed like a half an hour
to John. Their tongues entwined and wrestled silently in their mouths. John
broke it off in embarrassment. No one seemed to have noticed. John decided
right then and there to stay with the group! No one spoke up at all in
response to the professors prompting, the room was strangely quiet, yet full
of an energy that seemed to encompass everyone. Even Professor Andersen and
a couple of older test subjects were unable to completely remove themselves
from the grasp of the it.
"Well good," Professor Andersen said in a somewhat husky voice.
"Remember we need to be as objective as possible at this time. I want to
review some of my findings with you as we view these clips. Some of these
frames are very erotic in nature, the men will be the most affected. If
you're uncomfortable or unable to concentrate please raise your hand and
we'll break away. I expect everyone to make a solid attempt at
professionalism here!" John decided he was going to play ball as best he
could. Sandy reluctantly allowed her hand to be removed from his thigh. John
placed it on her thigh, but even that brought a tingle to his senses when
his finger tips touched the firmness of her leg in those tight jeans! He
quickly withdrew his hand and tried to smile at the girl in a mature way.
Sandy smiled back in a patronizing way, the young man bought it all the way.
A collection of gasps filled the room when the first clip lit up the
screen. A close up of a woman's torso revealed a large set of incredibly
excited breasts. John's boner twitched more than ever. He recognized those
tits, it was Miss Andersen, the professor. They were unbelievable. Before he
knew it Sandy's hand was back on his leg, closer to his cock than ever. John
firmly put it back, in spite of wanting to move it directly to his groin.
"First I want bring your attention the some of the basic phenomenon
associated with the extract. It is organic, a hitherto unknown root recently
discovered in a certain section of the Amazon rain forest. A small tribe was
found to be using it in a highly diluted form as an overall regenerative
potion. It is reputed to be deterrent to the aging process, there is even a
hint of regressivity associated with the accumulative effects of the root.
The root is used in many ways, the most sensational of which is as an
aphrodisiac. As you are all away by now this is delivered by way of the
female mammilia, and so our first clip!" The professor went on in more
technical detail which John found difficult to follow. The sight of those
swollen breasts with their large protruding nipples was burning through his
mind straight into the center of his libido. The sounds of squirming and
sighing around him told the young man he wasn't alone in his struggle to
stay objective.
"One interesting thing we have learned so far" the professor went on,
"is that the perceived growth and swelling of the various sexual organs
during the effective stimulatory period is about fifty percent
hallucinogenic. Still the physical change is unprecedented." John could
concur with that. His cock hadn't seemed the same since. Was it going to get
permanently bigger! Where would it stop? The professor went on to advise
them that there would be a constant monitoring of any and all physical
effects, temporary and permanent.
The second frame brought even more gasps from the group when it replaced
the sight of those magnificent tits. It was a close up of a man. From just
below the breastbone to mid thigh. He was apparently reclining, but the
stomach muscles were well defined and contracted. His legs though
comfortably apart were also tensed. The remainder of the picture told the
rest of the story. Central to the scene was the largest cock John had ever
seen. It was long and thick and apparently extremely hard. The man's
testicles were pulled tightly up at the base of the massive organ by a fully
contracted scrotum. The cock was and had been erupting all over the man's
abdomen and chest. The amount of sperm was mind boggling. The final shocking
effects of the frame were provided by the small female hand that tightly
gripped the spouting organ at the base.
John suddenly felt Sandy's hand back on his body, not on his thigh, but
fully on his cock. The young man wanted to protest, but couldn't. The
electrifying picture had him mesmerized. Neither could he help himself when
he groaned. His ears told him that things were heating up all over the room.
Professor Andersen's voice sounded huskier than ever when it began
again. "You will notice here the massive size of the organ and the great
quantity of ejaculate. The amount of ejaculate almost doubled before the
test subject was finished!" More groans filled the air. John found his own
cock aching with excitement. How did the professor expect them to sit
through this! Before he knew it Sandy's hands, both of them were undoing his
pants. John half heartedly tried to stop her, but the young woman was
determined. In a few heated seconds John's throbbing dong was out in the
open, twitching with excitement and pointing straight at the ceiling. The
freshman groaned louder than ever when Sandy's warm hand closed around his
granite like boner. "Goup....Group please try and control yourselves. We
only have a few more frames to discuss and then we'll break for some
discussion." Their was a distinct effort at control in Miss Andersen's voice
as she tried to calm down the group. No one noticed the professor's bare
torso behind them at the projector. A silk blouse lay about her hips, still
tucked in at the waist. Those now famous tits were standing boldly at
attention, one receiving personal attention from the professor's free hand.
The nipple was twisted and pulled even while the professor spoke.
The sounds of movement, sighing, groaning, etc. were increasing a rapid
pace throughout the room. John just closed his eyes and tried to put it all
in prospective. He was afraid to look, and was hoping it would all kind of
go away so he could enjoy the hand on his throbbing tool. His brief reverie
was interrupted when Sandy suddenly let go of him and removed her sweatshirt
in one quick motion. John eye's quickly focused on her beautiful young
breasts in the semidarkness. They looked great. Firm and high on her chest
with perky nipples that pointed up at him with a proud intensity not easily
ignored. Sandy quickly placed her hand back on his cock. John felt like he
was going to explode any minute, this was too much.
Professor Andersen was conspicuously silent now while the energy in the
room began to build to intense levels. Both hands were busy on her tits now,
the dialogue was forgotten, the exquisite woman worked on herself
feverishly, her gaze transfixed on the screen, her mind slipping into
lustful oblivion. Clothes began dropping to the floor everywhere; hands and
mouths began exploring, kissing, caressing, and probing throughout the room.
John began to notice bodies twisting, turning and entwining in the foggy
peripheral edges of his vision. His mind was brought into extreme focus when
Sandy leaned forward and engulfed the head of his terribly distended cock
with her hot mouth. John couldn't help himself he let go with a loud groan.
"Ahhhhhhggggg......AHhhhhhhh," the cat was out of the bag, and the cum was
flooding the pretty young woman's eager mouth. John could only sit there and
quiver while his body pumped it's huge load of jism into the girl's mouth.
She had taken him in to the back of her throat and was trying her best to
swallow him whole while the cum poured out of the end of his pulsing organ.
John could hear similar sounds of intense groaning, and cries of release all
around him now. There was frantic activity everywhere as the room energy
began to cascade in torrents over the peak, dragging the occupants along
with it in a dance of lust. John continued to groan, his cock spurting
steadily. Sandy began to milk him deliciously with her thumb and forefinger.
Eventually the spurts began to subside. John groaned and sighed softly as
the last drops of his ejaculate were squeezed into that lovely mouth. His
mind quickly came back to reality while the terrible itch diminished
momentarily in his groin.
"Jesus!" he thought as he reorientated himself. "What's going on around
here?" Things were quieting down quickly in the room; John wasn't alone in
his reflections. Sandy kissed John softly on the neck and cheek and gently
stuffed his softening cock back in his pants. John looked down and smiled
weakly at her. He was genuinely grateful but just a bit jangled. Clothes and
bodies began to restore themselves almost as quickly as they had dissembled
themselves. There was soon a quiet hush in the room while everyone
straightened themselves up and waited for some clues as to what to do next.
Professor Andersen had pretty much gotten herself back together also. Their
was a noticeable wetness to the front of her blouse, and closer inspection
would have revealed some very wet inner thighs on the professor. There was a
lot of wet skin and clothes throughout the room, the smell of it all soon
permeated the air.
"I'm sorry" exclaimed Miss Andersen with a certain degree of distress in
her voice. "I guess.... I guess I misjudged our collective ability to remain
objective through this stage." The professor's words came out a little jerky
as she adjusted her clothes and primped a little with one hand while turning
off the projector with the other. Even with the screen dark, the sight of
that huge erupting cock still burned in the memories of the group. "Let's,
a... break here for some refreshment and then we'll pass out the schedules
and call it a night." John was amazed how quickly the professor captured
back her usually business like manner. Though he was temporarily sated, his
body was still aflame in various ways, his mind was still not completely
still. It helped to hear her voice become more steady and authoritative.
"Shall I turn the lights back on?" No one objected and the room was soon
filled with the warm lighting that illuminated it before the slide show.
John was almost afraid to look around him. He hadn't even notice that
Sandy had restored her sweatshirt to it's proper place. His senses told him
that it was okay to relax some, and so he did. He noticed many furtive, but
inquisitive looks all around him as the group members sought to bring
themselves back to some kind of normalcy.
John wandered through the rest of the evening in somewhat of a daze. No
one seemed to be discussing the previous events at all, that was fine with
John, he didn't know what he would have said anyway. Sandy stayed with him,
but wasn't nearly so bubbly or clingy as before. Before he new it the time
to leave was a hand. John turned to Sandy with a little trepidation while
others began to exit from the professor's home. "Could I...., would you like
a...., do you need a ride?" the young man finally stammered out. Sandy
smiled sweetly up at him and stretched to plant another of her sweet kisses
on his cheek. "Yes I would like a ride, but no I don't need one. We're
scheduled for our first session Monday, why don't you give me a call, like
on Sunday? Maybe in the evening; my number is in the Westall Dorm registry
on the school net, are you familiar with the net?" John was fairly computer
literate and able to answer yes. "I'll see you then" said the pretty brown
haired girl, "I'm going to stay a while and help Miss Andersen clean up."
John remembered mumbling some kind of good-bye later as he walked out to his
car.
Even more so than after his initial exposure to the experiment with Miss
Andersen; John's mind was ablaze with activity while her drove back to his
dorm. Where was this all going to go? Was there a great new girlfriend in it
for him? What was involved in the tests? Along with the testing schedule,
Miss Andersen had included an overview of the various scheduled tests. John
intended to study it thoroughly as soon as he got back to the dorm. But that
now familiar itch was returning to his groin with a vengeance. Maybe if his
roomy was out he would take care of something else before reading through
the overview. Freshman life certainly was proving to be an adventure for the
young man. John had never felt more alive and excited to be alive in his
whole life. What was next, where would it end? The questions came as fast as
the waves of desire that began to flood back into the young man's body. What
a life, Biology 101 would never be the same!
Chapter Three - First Test Session
Sunday night's conversation with Sandy proved to be somewhat
disappointing for John. She seemed a little detached and very business like
on the phone. John had called with romance on his mind. She had seemed so
warm and eager Thursday night. Still she had seemed enthusiastic about the
first test session. John had awkwardly tried to initiate talk about Thursday
night's activities and those that might take place on Monday the night of
their first session, but Sandy hadn't seemed interested in any details of
that nature and always steered the fairly brief conversation away from
sexual things. Like most young men learning about women, John was confused.
Monday night didn't seem so exciting as it once had, but then again there
was the aphrodisiac factor! Once John began thinking in terms of what might
happen he was back on track; that is, he again had to struggle with those
frequent ball busting hard-ons until Monday night arrived.
The last class of the day dragged on forever it seemed, a speech class
in the early evening. John hung around commons for another hour waiting for
9:00, the time for the first test session with Sandy. Playing cards with
some acquaintances barely kept his mind off the pending appointment and the
burning itch in his groin. Finally it was time to go. John walked briskly to
the biology wing, his cock sporting a raging hard-on again!
As he rounded the corridor adjacent to the Biology wing he saw Sandy
coming from the other way; they met at the entrance.
Sandy could not help but notice the bulge in John's trousers, she
blushed slightly and greeted John in her usual animated way. "Hi, looks like
we're right on time; how was your day? Mine was a bitch, I mean everything
was screwy today. Did you….." John like before was awash in her gush of
words. He didn't notice the increased swell of her breasts against her
sweater front, nor the distinct points that appeared there at the center of
her tits, because they were now walking side by side into the Biology wing.
When they got to the lab John had heard everything in detail and
triplicate about Sandy's day, he was tired, his boner was completely gone,
and he was glad to see the professor. Hopefully she would rescue him from
this torture, how could someone have so much to say about one day of school!
Miss Andersen looked as crisp and professional as usual, the white high
collared blouse, and long white lab coat, but her demeanor was warm and
welcoming as she greeted John and Sandy. "We've prepared a series of rooms
for the experiments. They have been furnished as domestically as possible
for the early tests. We've decided to began in a bedroom setting!" The itch
in John's groin began to come to surface. "That room is just over here," the
professor further explained while leading the pair in that direction."
The room was cozy and modern in appearance, a large bed made up in
pastel colors dominated the room, John began to get excited again. "I'll
take Sandy with me for a few minutes John, you make yourself at home. John
sat on the bed for a minute and them began to remove his clothes after they
disappeared out the door. When he was naked the young man got under the
covers, not knowing what else to do.
Professor Andersen returned with Sandy in tow and quite naked. The young
woman had a glow about her that caught John's attention right away. She was
more beautiful than ever. She smiled warmly at John. Her high firm tit's
were a perfect pair, her slim waist tantalizing. The ass that had looked so
delicious in those tight jeans the other night, looked even more delicious
bare. Sandy sat on the edge of the bed and looked longingly at John. John
didn't know quite what to do. The professor noticed this and quickly move to
the TV and VCR near the bed. "I've brought some of the preliminary tapes for
you to view; they should help us get started," said the professor. After
turning the set on and starting the VCR John and Sandy were surprised to see
the professor begin removing her lab coat and blouse. John immediately began
to stiffen.
"I have decided to start you both off with extract processed through my
body, later we'll give the extract to Sandy!" John's eyes didn't know where
to go first. Sandy moved up on the bed and pulled the covers down off from
the young man with a grin on her face. She smiled almost wickedly when his
now fully aroused cock came into view. At the same time John's attention was
drawn to the TV. The scene that greeted his attention was scintillating. It
showed Sandy bent over the professor's desk, the very same one John and the
professor had fucked so madly on. A young black man with a monster cock was
just entering her from behind, while Sandy sucked on one of the professor's
large breast on the other side of the desk. The professor was seated in her
chair, her skirt hiked up to her waist, her hand busy between legs that were
obscenely spread.
John then shifted his attention to professor Andersen. She had stripped
down to her lacy black bra, nylons and a matching black garter. John
trembled with excitement. He almost jumped when Sandy grabbed his straining
cock and began to stroke it enthusiastically. Miss Andersen them removed her
bra, unleashing her ripe melon like breasts. John sighed when they burst
fully into view. The large brown nipples on them were already hard and long.
The professor held her tits up in her hands and began to squeeze them
while she moved to join Sandy and John on the bed. John's mouth watered
while she approached. He lunged at the closest one when it was in range.
"Ummmmfff, mmmmmm," moaned the young man while taking the large nippled
breast as fully into his mouth as possible. Miss Andersen reached back and
undid her bun; long blond hair billowed out and down around her shoulders
and breasts. John drank hungrily as his senses were loaded with the
intensifying female smells and sights around him.
In no time at all the magic like fluid was flowing down John's throat
and starting a hellish fire in his cock and balls. He immediately began to
squirm and grunt as a ferocious orgasm overtook him before he could even
brace for it. Sandy felt his cock began to twitch in her hand and moved into
position to receive the anticipated eruption in her lovely mouth.
"Ahhhhhhhggggggg, Ahhhhhhhgggggggg, Ahhhhhhhggggg," groaned John loudly as
his cock and balls went crazy and began spewing great heavy loads of cum in
to Sandy's hungry mouth. "Uhhhhnnnnnn, Uhhhhnnnnnnn, Oh jesus, Oh god,"
cried the freshman. The first gush of sperm was massive but brief; Sandy and
the professor both quickly licked and sucked the stray gobs of cum off from
John's stomach and each other, it had flown everywhere, but mostly into
Sandy's mouth. John's hot sperm now became a vehicle for the aphrodisiac;
soon Sandy's lower body was aflame like never before. The trio became
incensed with one another.
Sandy moved to the side and lay on her back, while furiously rubbing her
clit. The professor helped John into position before her. John's cock was
now swelling like before, it jutted out before him like a giant snake. John
thrust himself at Sandy wildly but failed to locate her wet cunt. He was
bucking his hips like a dog in heat, his cock jabbing here and there.
Professor Andersen and Sandy both reached to grab it and direct it to the
mark. Sandy let the professor guide it home and moved both her hands to her
hard nipples; she twisted them and pulled them in response to the lust that
was ripping through her small body. The professor now had managed to lodge
the head of John's cock in the outer lips of the young woman's pussy. John
began to push at the wet opening, but could not penetrate it readily. Sandy
grunted and groaned in a whinny sort of a way, the sensations were
incredible!
Professor Andersen pushed the girls quivering legs up and back in an
attempt to give the John's straining cock better access. John put his hands
on the legs now well up in the air and with a heavy thrust drove his cock
into the girl's cunt nearly three inches. Sandy screamed and gasped loudly.
"Oh yes, oh yesssss, oh yes…., ahhnnnn, fuck me, FUCK MEEEEEEE!" About this
time another humongous orgasm over took John and he began to cum into
Sandy's hole. Pushing urgently forward to plant his seed caused nearly seven
inches of John's cock to invade the young woman. Sandy was bucking up
against him now and rolling her head back and forth rapidly on the pillow,
her body was out of control. "FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME," was all she could
say.
John gathered himself up and began to fuck his cock back and forth now,
burying a little more of it each time. The bed was soaked beneath Sandy's
squirming body; their fluids were flowing like a river. Soon John's cock was
bumping against the young woman's cervical opening; John excited by the new
resistance deep in Sandy's writhing body thrust forward insanely now, trying
to bury his cock to the balls. "Ahhhnnn, Ahhhnn, Ahnnnn," cried the freshman
as he pounded into Sandy's hot body. Finally he burst through into her
uterus driving them both into another earth shattering orgasm. John lowered
himself fully onto Sandy and humped deeply into her while his cock exploded
once again. The two of them clutched on to one another for dear life while
their renegade bodies churned one against the other. John filled the young
woman to overflowing with thick creamy jets of cum. This time he shot for
almost two full minutes, wad, after wad. Sandy now lay almost inert under
him while his cock spurted into her. When John's orgasm began to subside he
rose up off from the young woman. Sandy's face was nearly laconic, but she
managed a small smile at the young man. John moved back from her in a
kneeling position, his cock still stiff and pointing skyward. He grabbed it
and stroked it while a few more jets of cum spurted out and landed on
Sandy's breasts and abdomen.
John stared at his giant cock in amazement, it was so large, so long and
heavily veined. Professor Anderson now assumed a doggy like position next to
Sandy on the bed. "Come and work that cum out John," she said. " You can use
me for a while, let Sandy recuperate a little." John's hungry gaze quickly
locked on to the professors proffered parts. The full creamy ass brought
back visions of the first encounter John had with the professor. He quickly
moved to her and guided his once again aching cock to her moist cunt lips.
He was able to lodge his cock head in her right away but the fit was snug.
John placed his hands firmly on Miss Andersen's hips and thrust forward to
try and bury his bone. After several attempts his glistening rod was gliding
smoothly in and out of the lustily blond professor. She soon was overcome by
an orgasm of her own. "Ahhhh, Ahhh, Ahhh, Ahhhhhhnnnnnnnggggg," she cried
while cumming all over John's rampant tool. "Ooooommm, yes…, fuck me," cried
the woman. The gripping action her orgasm induced in her cunt soon brought
John to another orgasm. He jammed himself deeply into her and began to erupt
like a mini volcano. John hunched over her and reached under to grab and
pull on her huge tits. The professor arched her back and thrust her now
squirting tits into his greedy hands.
John's cock was still rock hard and the horrible itch would not go away.
He straightened up fully and continued to fuck the professor's cunt. John's
attention was then pulled to the prominent pink anal ring centered in the
crack of Miss Andersen's beautiful ass. It was shiny and wet with some kind
of lubricant. John impulsively pushed one of his thumbs against the inviting
hole. "Mmmmm, yes, do my ass, fuck it, fuck it good," said the professor to
the horny freshman. John immediately worked his thumb in as far as it would
go. Then he managed to get both thumbs in and began to probe and stretch the
professor's hot rectal doorway. All the while John kept up a slow deep
fucking motion into the professor's dripping pussy. "Put it in now, put your
cock in my ass" now pleaded the professor. John did not hesitate to try and
comply. With his wet cock in his hand he pushed forward to try and force his
cockhead into the tight anal opening. He managed to work part of it in with
his first lunge. Then grabbing Miss Andersen firmly by the hips again John
buried his cock to the balls with one ass splitting motion, the professor
screamed and squirmed wildly on his giant cock with the intense pain and
pleasure that the skewering produced.
John held still for a minute at the professor's prompting. The sight of
his cock buried in her ass overwhelmed him. He started to pump his it in and
out as quickly as she would allow him, her ass muscles clenched his organ
like a vise while she tried to adjust to being filled so unmercifully. After
a couple of minutes of movement things loosened up and John began to pump
into the professor's delicious ass with long accelerated strokes. Soon he
was pumping into her body like a locomotive. Another orgasm began to build
in them both as heat and friction began to do it's job.
In the mean time Sandy had recovered and lay there watching in
fascination. The sight of the stunning blond professor stretched out, back
arched and ass up; a monster cock sawing in and out of that hot ass, was
awe inspiring to the young woman. She soon was pulling at her own body parts
with renewed desire. "Get underneath me, I'll lick you," gasped the
professor when she noticed Sandy's state. The young woman eagerly crawled
under the blond in a sixty-nine position, her face mere inches from John's
massive cock surging in and out of Miss Andersen's dripping ass. The two
women attacked each other voraciously, tongues and fingers began to work
furiously in strategic areas.
The professor was the first to light off, "Oooooohhh, Ahhhhhhggg, ooooh,
oh god I'm coming," she cried out as waves of intense pleasure overtook her.
She pumped her fingers in and out of Sandy's cunt and anus like a mad woman,
bringing the young woman to the brink almost simultaneously. The professors
bucking hips and convulsing ass tripped John's cum mechanism again and the
young man jammed his bone deep into her ass, his cock spurting like a
fountain once again. Miss Andersen collapsed onto Sandy with John's hard
thrust and the great cock popped out still erupting. Sandy grabbed hungrily
for the long wet organ and somehow managed to get it near her mouth. Cum was
spattering everywhere again, a large pool of it in Miss Andersen's wide open
anus spilled over and ran down into her cunt. Sandy steadied John's cock and
finally engulfed the great head of it with her hot mouth. John grunted and
groaned terribly while his body was racked with orgasmic convulsions. The
three of them squirmed and groaned and came like that for several minutes
until the fire storm of passion passed; almost as suddenly as it had come.
They sprawled out on the bed for a long while after that while their
senses and bodies returned to a more normal state. It was almost a half hour
later that the professor stiffly moved off from the bed and gathered her
clothes together. Sandy slid over by John and snuggled up against him after
pulling up the covers. "You can relax there for a little while longer, I'll
be back in about fifteen minutes," said Miss Andersen while she left the
room to go clean up. John and Sandy just lay there contentedly. The terrible
itch had been soothed for a while, it was nice just to be close and still.
The first session had been a success as far as the two young college
students were concerned.
Chapter Four - Back To the Lab
John and Sandy met two nights later at the biology wing.
A conversation on Tuesday had gone somewhat better than the one Sunday
night. Sandy seemed a little more interested in being something other than
partners in a study group. Still she didn't seem real interested in talking
about sex. John swallowed his disappointment and tried to be cool, talking
about everyday things like school and stuff. It was encouraging. The young
man longed for a special friend, especially a female friend, and most
especially one he could have sex with. Somehow what they were doing in the
study group didn't seem to be satisfying a deeper longing that John was
feeling. It wasn't about love, just lust. That was it! John wondered if
there was even a place for love in the frenzied state brought on by the
aphrodisiac. Time would tell.
"John...., John are you listening?" Snapping out of his daydreaming
brought John's attention back the biology lab and what the professor was
saying. He and Sandy were sitting in a lounge like room adjacent to the lab.
Sandy looked better than ever in a tight knit short sleeve top
that buttoned halfway down along with a pair of cut off jeans.
Periodically she would look over at John and smile warmly while the
professor talked.
"Tonight we will be using some monitoring instruments during the
session," spoke the blond professor. "I don't anticipate any major
distractions after the aphrodisiac takes hold. I've collected some processed
extract before hand in order to observe the interaction objectively." John
was disappointed by this disclosure, but pushed any negative thoughts aside
in anticipation of coupling with Sandy. Still it was always so hot getting
that milk from Miss Andersen's fantastic breasts. It wasn't long before
thoughts of that and the young woman's pretty face and great body were
causing John's cock to begin to swell.
"Lets move into the monitoring room that's been prepared for this
session," said the professor. She rose and led the two young students back
through the lab to another adjoining room. "Oh my," said Sandy when she and
John stepped into the room and beheld the strange array of benches, tables
and chairs that were setup around the room. Each of the furniture items were
surrounded by an impressive arrangement of racks full of test instruments.
"I'll help you individually to prepare for
tonight's test in the prep room to the left, as soon as I power up a few
of these monitoring machines." John and Sandy looked around at the various
stations while waiting for the professor to complete powering up the
instruments. "This looks kind of strange in here," John said to Sandy in a
quiet voice. "I know," she whispered back, "isn't it exciting?" "Weird yes,
exciting... well," John thought to himself.
"OK, Sandy..., I'll help you with your anal probe first, and then it's
your turn John!" "Anal what?" asked the young man anxiously. Sandy covered
her mouth and snickered. "Yes anal probes," said Miss Andersen. "They're to
record body temperature and muscle contractions among other things. It will
be nice and tidy and not painful at all." "Do I have to?" asked the freshman
trying to muster up some macho bravado in his voice, hoping the professor
would back off "Yes I'm afraid you do. If you're not up to it we will have
to find a replacement." Well that settled it for John. He didn't want anyone
taking his place with Sandy! Still it was weird. "Come with me dear," said
Miss Andersen as she took the young woman by the arm and led her to the prep
room.
When they were inside the professor closed the door while turning on the
lights. Sandy gasped a little when she saw an examination table in the
middle of the room. At the foot end were high stirrups, just like at the
gynecologist office. The rest of the room looked just like at the doctors
office; a sink, some cupboards and various medical instruments on white
cotton clothes here and there. "It's OK, don't be afraid. I hold a degree in
medicine also," said professor Andersen. Sandy shrugged a little and began
to remove her clothes.
The professor tried not to stare too much while she scrubbed her hands
and pulled on some rubber gloves. "Up on the table with you." Sandy climbed
up a little timidly. "Oh this is silly!" she thought to herself. "What is
there to be afraid of, the woman has already seen every inch of my body!"
She quickly laid back and put her feet in the high stirrups and exposed
herself to the professor; buck naked, cunt and ass hanging out for all the
world to see.
Professor Andersen tried not to notice the young woman's beautiful lines
and shape as she moved around between the widely spread legs. She pulled a
small cart over to the end of the table and placed a stainless steel tray on
top of it. On the tray were several gauze sponges,
a tube of some kind of lubricant, a rather large penile shaped flesh
colored instrument with several wires extending from it, and an enema bulb!
"OK now I want you to relax while I lubricate you and stretch your anal
ring some," said the professor. Sandy said "Oh sure, just relax," to
herself, but tried to comply. When the professor's fingers, now covered
liberally with the lubricant touched Sandy's small pinkish brown anus the
young woman instinctively clenched it shut like a steel door. "Now, now,
just relax, this won' t hurt at all. Not only is this a lubricant, but also
contains a numbing compound. Come on loosen up." Miss Andersen began to
massage and probe Sandy's anus more insistently now. Surprisingly Sandy soon
noticed the numbing effect and began to relax. In popped one of the rubber
gloved fingers to begin an inner massage that would eventually relax and
stretch Sandy's spincter fully open. Soon two fingers were in and moving
deliberately around, in and out.
Then Miss Andersen slowly inserted the long narrow tube of the enema
bulb. "What's that?" inquired the girl. "It's just a small enema to cleanse
your rectum. I'll need you to hold the fluid in at least long enough to get
to the stool over in the corner. Before she knew it Sandy's ass was filled
with a warm sudsy liquid. It actually felt nice, but then soon felt kind of
scary because she realized it wasn't going to stay in there very long. The
girl clenched her ass cheeks firmly together at that point and scramble down
off the table and over to the stool. "Jesus, this is embarrassing," she
though. "But she is a doctor." When things had gotten back to normal Sandy
moved back over to the table, climbed back up and repositioned herself for
the next step.
Again Miss Andersen began to massage Sandy's anus and probe her ass with
her fingers. The professor was having a hard time staying detached at this
point. Being of a Bi-sexual persuasion presented her with a distinct
challenge. Sandy like the rest of the subjects was smoothly shaved front and
rear. Her lovely ass and puss cried out to the professor to be touched and
stroked in a sensual way. Sandy herself began to realize that the anal
preparation was having a pleasant effect on her. It didn't feel bad at all,
a little strange but good in spite of the strangeness. It was kind of like a
non-stop period of pleasure not unlike that which one felt when having a
bowel movement. Yes, strange, but pleasant too. Sandy instinctively moved
one of her hands down near her vagina. Noticing this the professor
commented, "yes, that's OK, massage your clit. It will help to relax you."
"Relax hell!" Sandy though, "it's making me want to get off!" Soon the brown
haired girl was frigging herself with a steady insistent motion. Professor
Andersen reached for the probe.
The instrument was about six inches long and about an inch in diameter
at the nose which quickly narrowed down to a nub. From the nose on back, the
instrument increased in size to about an inch and a half
in diameter and then abruptly narrowed to a much smaller diameter for
about another half inch of length, then expanded back up to the larger
diameter again. Sandy accepted the lubricated head of the probe without any
undue discomfort at all.
"Now," said the professor, "I'm going to work this slowly in until your
spincter contracts into this narrowed part at the back. That will keep it in
place through the test. Sandy notice the professor's breathing was a little
ragged and smiled while the instrument was worked into her ass. "Ummm, that
feels nice," said the student. "Is it supposed to feel so nice?" "Well, yes
and no. I guess it's all subjective," said Miss Andersen while trying to
remain calm and not give in to the desire to rip off all her clothes and
jump on this beautiful young girl. Sandy was squirming quite regularly now,
making the insertion process a little difficult. "Can you hold still dear?"
asked the professor. Sandy shook her head no. Things were getting out of
hand down there. "I'm going to have to steady you," said Miss Andersen as
she placed a hand over Sandy's and pressed firmly on her pelvis. Sandy
continued to wriggle about. Miss Andersen had no choice but to insert her
thumb deeply into the young woman's cunt in order to get a good enough hold
on her to still the pelvic motions. After a few minutes of further insertion
the probe was home and locked firmly in place by Sandy's strong spincter.
However a new problem had arisen. The young woman was thoroughly stimulated
now and going for the gold with her hand on her clitoris. "Uhhhhhnnn,
Uhhhnnnn, Uhhhnnn," she moaned as the pressure of the probe in her ass and
the fire in her cunt began to build to climatic levels.
"I think you should try and hold back here," said Miss Andersen. We need
to start out the session in as normal a state as possible. Sandy...
SANDY!!!" Sandy wasn't listening. The professor began to feel a warm
moistness creep down the inside of her own legs. "Oh god," she thought,
"this is just too much!" she urgently reached down with one hand and hiked
her skirt up to her stomach and thrust a trembling hand between her wet
legs. "Uhhhhnnnn....." she groaned as her fingers made contact with her
throbbing clit. The professor leaned forward now with a lust in her eyes and
brought her full red lips to the place where the Sandy's fingers were
furiously working between her cunt lips. "Let me.... let me lick it," cried
the professor. Sandy barely was able to withdraw her fingers before Miss
Andersen's warm lips mushed against her heated mound. Quickly the older
woman's experienced tongue began to lick and massage Sandy to a climax. The
professor's thumb was still deeply inserted into the girl's wet convulsing
cunt.
"Uhhhn, oh god.... Uhhnnnn, oh yes, yes, faster...., faster, harder...
of god...., oh god I'm going to cum, I'm going to CUMMMMMMM!" Both women
were shaking and quivering with impending orgasms. Sandy could not believe
the incredible combination of things she was feeling with that hot mouth on
her clit, the thumb in her cunt and the large cock like probe in her ass.
She had always wondered what it would be like, but had never been
comfortable pursuing an anal encounter. Soon she and the good professor went
over the edge.
Little did the convulsing women realize that they had an audience of
sorts. The door that had never fully latched was now open slightly, and
peering intently into the room was John! It had been impossible to ignore
the sounds that had been coming out of the room the last ten minutes. Upon
sneaking a peek the freshman nearly split open the front of his pants with
the instant boner that sprang up when he saw what was going on in the prep
room.
John had unzipped his pants and was stoking his once again itching cock
steadily while the women worked out their hot orgasm. All too soon Miss
Andersen straightened up and began to pull herself together. John quickly
backed away from the door, his cock hard as ever and itching for release.
"Damn, " he though, "just a little longer." While John rearranged his pants
outside the door, Miss Andersen and Sandy began to recover and finish up
with the probe preparation.
"Would you like a robe?" the professor asked after catching her breath.
Sandy nodded sheepishly while getting off the table. Her body, though
temporarily satisfied, was in a kind of sexual idle, alive and waiting for
more stimulation. There seemed to be a residual effect building session
to session from the use of the aphrodisiac. Sandy found herself now looking
forward to proceeding with the session with a new and increased excitement.
She smiled and giggled a little to herself when she realized that John still
had to be prepared for an anal probe. Wouldn't it be fun to help Miss
Andersen?
John tried to look nonchalant when the women emerge from the room. He
was sure they were studying him as they walked into the larger room. Sandy
had a strange look on her face, like she was enjoying a private joke. With a
sudden rush of apprehension, John realized it was his turn to be prepared
for the anal probe. "I'm only doing this for you Sandy," the freshman though
to himself as he prepared to go into the prep room.
Miss Andersen stood at the door to the prep room and motioned for John,
a warm and somewhat motherly look on her face. John reddened a little and
made his way over there. "It's not bad John!" Sandy volunteered as she
watched the young man pass by Miss Andersen into the room. The professor
took John's arm as he was going in and pressed it firmly against her firm
breast. John was reassured and titillated all at the same time!
"Take your clothes off, you can put them on the chair by Sandy's," said
Miss Andersen. John felt strangely embarrassed as he undressed. The
professor again scrubbed her hands and donned a fresh set of gloves. She
noticed John's embarrassment when she turned around and found him laboring
at the removal of his clothes. With a smile of resignation the professor
moved closely to the freshman and faced him with a demure womanly look on
her face. "Are you going to be shy now, after all our fun together?" John
began to move a little more deliberately. "Have you forgotten these..?"
questioned Miss Andersen while quickly unbuttoning her blouse and exposing
her lush cantaloupe sized breast that strained against a low cut black lacy
bra. John hadn't forgotten, he quickly shed the rest of his clothes.
"OK, up on the table now." John got up on his back, but then looked
questioningly at the professor when it came time to decide what to do with
his feet. "Up in the stirrups, up you go. Don't worry. Like I told Sandy, I
am a licensed physician." John hesitantly obeyed, not having forgotten what
he had seen through the door. What he hadn't seen was the enema business.
John nearly jumped a foot when the long tube was inserted into his ass.
"What's that!" he cried in anguish. "It's a small enema John, just relax.
When I fill you up then you can tighten things up." The sudden warm filling
sensation in his ass first felt rather nice, and then suddenly the panic set
in. "Jesus...!" cried the freshman as he leapt off the table and rushed to
the toilet. "John couldn't believe what he was going through just for this
stupid sex study, well not just for that, but was it worth it? Miss Andersen
had unclasped the front of her bra and was holding up her torpedo like tits
for John's inspection now. He decided quickly that it was worth it. Those
tit's were almost worth dying for.
Once back on the table with his legs in the stirrups and embarrassingly
spread, John began to feel a little apprehensive again. His fear increased
when the professor began to massage and probe his tight anal ring. "Come on
relax..., it won't hurt." John sincerely tried to comply but it was useless.
After a few attempts at entering her fingers into John's tightly clenched
anus the professor realized additional measures were going to have to be
brought into play. John was surprised to suddenly feel Miss Andersen's other
hand on his cock. It wasn't hard at all, but the touch soon began to change
that. A slow deliberate kneading action soon brought the young man's cock to
full attention. The professor was soon stroking it nicely full length with
her well lubricated rubber gloved hand. John began to give in to newly
persistent prodding of the fingers that were at his anal opening.
"Uhhhnn..," grunted the young man when a finger finally popped into his
rectal cavity. Suddenly things felt much better when it began to massage and
stretch the strong anal ring. Soon two fingers were inserted and began to
massaged and probe even deeper. Knowingly the professor pressed even deeper
and downward, making contact with John's already electrified prostate gland.
"Uhhhnnnnnn...'" moaned the young man when his gland was prodded and
massaged by Miss Andersen's fingers. A slow stream of cum began to flow out
of John's cock. The professor reached for the probe and brought it near to
John's anus. Slowly she worked her fingers around and out of the hot anal
opening, only to be firmly replaced with the probe. Similar to the one in
Sandy yet larger it caused the young man to grunt with effort as he accepted
the large probe into his bowels. About this time things went off in John's
cum center and he started shooting all over his abdomen. "Uhhnn, Uhhnnn,
Uhhnnn," groaned the student while the orgasm overtook him. The professor
continued to stroke him to completion and expertly milked the large spurting
cock until it was spent. John barely remembered being impaled with the
instrument. Like Sandy, though temporarily satisfied; a residual build up of
sexual energy began flow a little more insistently beneath the surface of
his consciousness.
The professor gave John a robe of his own and ushered him from the prep
room back to the lab. Little did John and Sandy know that the strangeness of
this session had just begun.
Less than a half hour later John found himself observing one of the most
bizarre and stimulating scenes in his whole life!
Sandy was sitting on a recliner like device that left her cunt and anus
open, just being two small pads in the seating area. Her legs were suspended
by two soft thick nylon loops. The professor had given her a large dose of
the aphrodisiac from a small glass beaker. Sandy was nearly frothing at the
mouth. Professor Andersen was hold firmly onto an additional large probe
deeply inserted into the young woman's now wet and churning pussy. Wires ran
from it along with the wires from the anal probe to the front of the arrayed
instrument panels racked nearby. "Ahhnnn, Ahnnn, Ahnnn," brayed the
squirming woman while her body was possessed by the effects of the extract.
All three of the room's occupants were sweating from excitement, exertion,
and wanton lust. Sandy reached wildly for the vaginal probe and began to ram
it crazily into her cunt. The professor struggle to keep the girl from
injuring herself, and also with the lust that taking a hold of her own
body. It was the same residual build up that was beginning to manifest
itself in the test subjects. Her blond hair had shaken loose and was
swirling seductively around her neck and shoulders while she labored to keep
the session under control. Her large swollen breasts had popped open the
re-buttoned blouse after her improperly hooked bra had failed to hold them
in check while she struggled. John had long ago lost control of himself
while watching all this. His cock was like a firebrand. His hand a blur,
while he pumped it furiously, trying to release that terrible
itch.
Sandy's robe was completely open and her small perky breast were
squirting small jets of creamy white liquid, one after another while she
squirmed and wriggled and came viciously, time after time after time. A
graphing machine connected to the instrumentation was going crazy in it's
attempt to chart the signals that were being sent from the probes.
Digital read-outs were fluctuating madly across the board.
Sandy began to shake and convulse like an epileptic. Fearing for her
safety the professor tore the vaginal probe from Sandy's hands and cunt with
a frantic jerk. "Aiiiiieeeeeeeeeeee," wailed the girl in anguish. She then
began to pull and thrash at her cunt with her hands in an attempt to work
out the burning itch that was consuming her parts. "Quick John," cried Miss
Andersen, fuck her, help her cum. John quickly got up and advanced to where
Sandy was writhing and moaning on the test apparatus. He was able to walk
right between her widely spread legs and position his burning cock at her
gushing pussy. "Here drink this said the professor while she hoisted one of
her large tits up to John's mouth. John grabbed at it and engulfed the tip
off the massive mammary with his hungry mouth. Immediately the musky milk
began to gush down his throat. The fire lit off in his cock even before he
could lodge it fully in Sandy's sopping cunt. The organ swelled and
elongated like never before as the young man pushed savagely into the
wailing girl before him. "Yesssssssss....., YESSS, FUCK ME," she cried. John
grabbed her by her raised and widely spread legs and began to pump his huge
cock into her volcanic cavity. Almost immediately he was rocked by a monster
orgasm. His cock spewed great clots of thick cum into Sandy's clasping cunt.
Professor Andersen somehow managed to get John's anal probed plugged into
the recording instruments.
The professor under the influence of the extract she had swallowed to
feed John watched the two fuck with a growing wildness in her eyes. She
slumped back into a nearby chair. Then noticing the large vaginal probe
still in her hand; quickly brought the cum slicked instrument up and began
to jam it into her own pulsing pussy. The sigh of it all was unbelievable.
Great shots of milk squirted from her long swollen nipples each time she
jacked the tool deeply into her pussy. Sandy's tits and chest and stomach
were also covered with the thick musky milk. John hunched over her and
sucked her squirting tits while he pistoned madly into her burning cunt. For
almost fifteen minutes the three of them fucked on, bodies jerking and
convulsing with orgasm after orgasm. The read outs on the instrument panels
danced crazily while limit lights flashed, and chimes rang out constantly as
the machines tried vainly to record the fucking frenzy that had consumed the
three humans.
After one particularly intense orgasm John pulled out of Sandy and
milked his spurting member on her tits and neck and face. Sandy opened her
mouth wide to try and catch some of the offering. Then John gripped the
probe in her ass and wrenched it out in one quick motion.
"Arrrrrggggghhh...," groaned the young woman. John then stuffed the anal
probe in her cunt and while holding it there lined his still insanely rigid
cock up with Sandy's open and slick anus. John pushed forward and lodged the
bulging head of his cock in the wet spongy ass flesh. Sandy moaned and
rocked her hips in an attempt to capture more of that giant cock. John
pumped at the ass hole like a man possessed, he was possessed, and along
with the other two victims needed a release from the hellish burning itch
that wouldn't let go. Time after time the ramrod cock was jammed into
Sandy's terribly stretched rectum. Soon John was filling her with the entire
length of his cock. Like a jackhammer he drove in and out of her hot
dripping ass. Cum and milk covered the three of them as they together bound
by some invisible devilishly erotic chain of desire worked hellishly towards
one last monstrous orgasm.
The room was filled with a chorus of wild chaotic shouting and wailing
as they all mounted the summit of their orgasmic ascent. Together they
shook, quivered, jerked and spewed unheard of quantities of cum and milk.
Tongues flailed wildly about. Saliva speckled grimacing faces as their
bodies were wracked by the white hot intensity of an all consuming sublime
release. On and on they fucked, fluids streaming out of every orfice like
never ending rivers. Finally after an eternity of unearthly passion the
movements slowed and began to die down. The groaning, once a primal chorus,
softened and retreated into a eerie silence. The instruments now able to
handle the incoming data had shut down their wailing alarms. All that could
be heard was the whirring sound of the many video cameras that were
recording the astounding event.
John, Sandy and the professor didn't remember much after that. Only the
record faithfully registered by the dumb machines lingered on into the
night. Session two was history. Could they members of the test group survive
the future. Only time would tell.
End of Chapter 4.
to be continued...