CHAPTER 3
Esther felt bad for the guys. It can’t have been easy for them, they had to stand as still as possible and let her do her thing. They must be dying to thrust their hips, correct her technique, or just grab her with both hands and force themselves all the way inside her.
She wasn’t sure if she would object if they did.
‘Please take one of the male subjects’s hands, and use them to masturbate yourself.’
The male subjects were then instructed not to assist, or control the action. For the first guy that meant letting his arm go completely limp. For the other guy it went completely rigid.
Even the clearest instructions were open to interpretation, she thought to herself trying to remember in the moment what pleased her when she fucked herself at home. It was all so in the moment that she had to think quite hard.
The other guy would move his hand when she moved it then let it hold as still as he could.
The limp hand she moved to her underwear, guiding a finger to massage her clit through the cloth. The other hand she took to her breast, pulling down one of the cups to expose her nipple to Theo’s gaze and to the gentle pinch of the rigid hand. Once it had a good cupping of her breast and a tight pinch on the nipple she let go and let the poor guy stand there. His muscular arm didn’t look like it would tire any time soon.
The limp hand was large enough she had to use both her hands to get the kind of control she needed.
She imagined it was Theo’s and felt her juices soak her underwear through.
The camera took in the body on the medical bench. 1A was framed by the other two bodies, 1B and 1C, each of which stood ramrod straigh either side of 1A with a single arm connecting them.
Both were turned so that their huge erection pointed straight at the girl.
One hand cupped a breast, finger and thumb pinching a nipple. As 1A began to move her body up and down the hand lifted the breast and pulled it down in turn. The stationary stiff hand moulding the malleable skin and fat into various shapes as it moved.
1B’s hand was held between 1A’s legs, by both 1A’s hands obscuring the vital spot from the camera’s eye. 1A’s underwear were clearly pulled to the side and at least one finger was being used to penetrate her.
Off screen the sound of Theo’s heavy breathing mixed with the sound of hastily scribbled notes and another more rhythmic sound.
Esther let out a moan as she slipped the second of the man’s thick and strong fingers into her. This felt amazing. She had used a little toy on herself at home, a vibrating bullet not much wider than these fingers, but somehow this felt better.
Or maybe it was the audience, heightening her senses.
Either way, the way those fingers slipped in and out of her felt good. The thick flesh of the palm at the base of the fingers pressed against her clit with each stroke and although he was supposed to be leaving her in control, the owner of the hand curled his fingers up into her g-spot helping her out.
The fingers on her breast massaged her as she moved herself up and down jerking herself off as much with her body movements as with the more precise movements of her hands.
She must have been making it pretty obvious how good it felt because the voice from the speaker said, ‘Male subjects, using the techniques 1A has shown you, please try to bring her to orgasm.’
Esther smiled at the two guys.
The one on the left leaned in and whispered, ‘My name’s actually Curt, not “Male Subject”.’
The other grunted and said, ‘Alfie.’
‘I’m Esther,’ said Esther.
‘Please do not speak to the other subjects,’ Theo said through the speakers.
They shot each other a look that said, ‘Whoops,’ and the two guys got to work.
They moved in closer and Esther could feel their warm skin brushing up against her. Curt had a very delicate touch, he slipped his fingers back into her and began moving them in and out. He slipped his other hand down to work her clit.
It was heaven.
Alfie got more involved with her breast, gripping them harder and using his other hand to work the other one. To do so he had to lean in close.
He smelled of male body spray, the same brand Theo wore, and Esther leaned in close. She wanted to feel that skin all over her. Her cheek touched Alfie’s chest and she moaned into it hard.
As in response to her leaning towards the other guy, Curt began to work her cunt over harder. His fingers went deeper, his thumb worked her clit a little harder, no longer sliding over it, but pressing it almost like a button before doing a quick loop and releasing.
Rinse and repeat.
There was plenty to rinse with by now. Esther could feel how wet she was. Curt’s fingers were no longer textured probes but mere feelings of pressure sliding over her walls.
She could feel her muscles tensing, clamping down on them.
The pleasure of her nipples being played with seemed to flow down to her cunt meeting a stream of pleasure going the other way.
The two torrents were widening into vast waterfalls until, with a sudden spasm of her muscles and a hoarse scream they expanded to fill her body.
The camera watched as 1A’s back arched lifting her smooth round buttocks up from the paper. There was a spreading dark patch in the paper, 1B’s fingers were working rapidly inside her, his face contorted with physical effort of keeping up with her jerking movements and as if forcing the fingers in against the tight internal spasms of pleasure.
1A’s face was a mask of what could have been confused with pain if it weren’t for the loud audio emphasising how much pleasure she was in.
‘Fuck, oh god, oh fuck, fuck, yes…’ and so on.
The male subjects did not stop their work. 1C’s hands seemed to be gripping 1A’s tits so hard they might burst. But she seemed to be enjoying that to. Slamming her face into his chest with each jerky movement of her body.
The waves of pleasure were written in that movement. Very few subjects had reached orgasm at this early stage.