CHAPTER 5
The recorded voice told them to take five minutes to catch their breath before “phase two” began.
Esther looked up at Curt and winked swallowing hard a few times to try and clear some of the stickiness that coated her tongue and throat. She could feel her heart beat in her cunt a gentle throb of pleasure with each opening and closing of the valves. She gave Alfie a wink to out of fairness, then after a pause, did the same to their reflections in the mirror, behind which she knew Theo was watching.
Looking up at the two naked men she felt an overwhelming urge to cum again. She wanted to taste their skin, feel their hands on her, not in the sterile scientific way they had been instructed to so far, but in a more primal, animalistic way.
She let her hands slip out either side to touch the wilting cocks of her co- participants. After the solidity of the last few minutes their half-mast jut was soft and warm. Like a baby animal, and yet beautiful as those members were they were decidedly not cute.
She began to stroke the cock’s idly.
“Please refrain from touching the other participants unless instructed.” It was Theo’s voice, he sounded a little breathless.
Maybe he has been enjoying the show, Esther thought to herself smiling wickedly.
She did not refrain from touching the other participants. Instead, she strengthened her stroke. Both cocks were beginning to respond, rising a little and firming up. Both guys were young and virile, or just on a hair trigger. Either way it suited her purpose perfectly.
She leaned down to suck Alfie’s cock, licking the head and enjoying the almost instant response as it grew between her lips, widening the O-shape of her mouth.
To ensure Curt didn’t feel left out she quickly changed sides and gave him a reassuring suck too, before returning to Alfie’s cock for a more focused
sucking.
Curt didn’t stand idle. Esther felt his hands on her hips moving her around so that she was lying on her back head over one side of the table again but upside down this time. It was a good angle, letting Alfie fill her throat more easily.
She felt Curt’s lips begin kissing her inner thighs and felt slight embarrassment at the thought that all that slick juice on her legs might not taste great. The worry evaporated, in exactly the way her quim hadn’t, when his tongue met the juices and he began to lap them up, cleaning her inner thighs while his light stubble teased her cunt by brushing it as he got closer and closer.
I’m going to drown him, she thought to herself as Alfie filled her throat again and again at the other end.
“Please, you’ll ruin the results.” Theo’s voice came through the speaker again, there was a scrabbling sound then the speaker cut off again.
Alfie, who had paused for a second now buried his cock in Esther’s throat and left it there. She could feel the subtle swelling of the head when he tensed his cock widening and stretching her throat. She couldn’t breath while he was like that so she just held still and waited.
Curt’s tongue had finally found her cunt and was sweeping around it in long wild lapping bursts. It was not the cunnilingus of an expert, but it was hitting the right spot often enough to work. Esther tried to moan, but her throat was still blocked.
She gave her head a little shake and Alfie, ever the gentleman slid his cock out. Esther was amazed to feel her throat shrinking as it left her, like elastic snapping back but in slow motion, she gasped a few times, yelped “Fuck as Curt found her clit again, and swallowed tentatively a few times.
The door to the room was rattling. It had been locked when they came in and clearly whoever was trying to open it now had a large bunch of very similar keys as he was making very little progress and plenty of noise.
She heard Theo’s voice swearing, muffled by the door.
Something about his physical presence while she was like this thrilled her. She reached down and grabbed Curt’s hair guiding him to the right spot and thrusting her hips, grinding her clit into his tongue.
‘Fingers,’ she gasped out. A moment later, feeling she had caught her breath, Alfie’s cock slid back into her mouth. ‘Fffffiiiii-mmmmm-aaaaaa,’ she got out.
Curt got the message and she felt the clever little tips of his middle and index finger slipping between the folds of her cunt, seeking the warm wet bullseye of her opening.
Alfie began gasping, getting close. She pushed her head to one side.
‘Not in the mouth.’ She’d had more than enough salt for today. ‘Cover my face, you stud,’ she barked, grabbing at his cock with her hand and jerking it hard. From her point of view the head of his cock was over her mouth and the slick wet shaft ran down touching her nose. She licked the head encouragingly every other stroke.
Right over her eyes were his balls, the soft skin with its rough hair and strange wrinkles and bumps. It looked alive, moving a little as the balls adjusted the way they hung or the warmth of her breath loosened the scrotum a bit.
Her girlfriends had made her think cocks were ugly and ball sacks hideous but it was all a kind of masculine beauty. She kept jerking the cock and leaned up to take a ball in her mouth. There was the manly smell of sweat and a gentle tang to them, they sat in her mouth delicately, trustingly while she tried to pump all she could out of them with her hand.
Curt’s explorations bore fruit and Esther felt his fingers slip into her. So wet and stretched from the earlier fucking she could barely make out their shape in the frictionless mess. Instead she just felt the pressure on her g-spot and an explosion of pleasure.
She bucked her hips faster. Curt was getting the hang of her clit too, matching his tongue and sucking to her hips.
She felt the pleasure growing inside her.
Alfie started making noises and she let the ball go, bringing his cock back to point roughly at the middle of her face.
A few more jerks and he broke, the thick strings of cum shot out unexpectedly hitting her lips and chin, then another that overshot to cover her left breast, and then a few weaker one’s hitting her cheek and nose, then sticking one eye closed and finally dripping into her hair line.
She came instantly. The pleasure radiating out from Curt’s mouth, through her whole body. She was glad she’d let the ball go cus her mouth flopped open and closed so fast she would have castrated the poor guy.
A second later Curt pulled away.
Behind her she hear the door pop open and Theo saying, ‘Stop this right now, guys.’
Curt’s hand was in her hair pulling her forward, off the table and onto her knees. She looked up worshippingly at his member being jerked hard in his hands.
‘Please,’ she moaned. ‘Cover my face.’ ‘Don’t,’ Theo cried.
The jet that poured out was huge and fast. The spattering made Esther jerk back involuntarily so the next squirt hit her neck and cleavage. She was back in position though to take two more shots to the face. Everything was wet. She could half-open one eye and was sure she’d need to shampoo her hair at least twice before she got all the jizz out.
‘Well,’ said Theo.
She looked up at him through a fog of jizz. Then she paused, and laughed. From his face she could see the moment when he realised it too. His cock was out and standing fully to attention.
‘Why not finish the job?’ Esther asked him. ‘I’m almost fully painted.’
She sidled up to him on her knees lifting herself up until she could slide his cock between her breasts. She pressed them together. It was rather pleasant, like being felt up. The head of Theo’s cock poked up between them like a groundhog looking for its shadow.
Then Theo let out a groan and began thrusting.
By looking down Esther was able to catch the head of his cock briefly at the top of the upswing.
Theo was already groaning. He must have been gagging for it behind that glass, and maybe halfway there to finishing himself off. He made no objection when she moved some of the other men’s jizz from her breast to her cleavage to help lube his passage.
His thrusting, and her hands on her breasts were generating a swelling pleasure that seemed to emanate from her nipples. It was as if her breasts were two huge clits buzzing with blood and electricity.
She felt herself losing control, an orgasm building in her chest where no orgasm had any right to be. Her moans were clearly driving Theo on.
He came. On the upstroke he squirted his load over her chin on the down stroke he smeared it between her breasts. On the next upstroke he got her neck because her head was thrown back by the pulsating waves of orgasmic pleasure that ran through her.
She sat back in surprise and let the endorphins flow through her. Her heavy breathing slowed to a gentle breath and she pulled herself up onto the table. She didn’t bother wiping away the cum which covered her face. She felt it cooling, the smaller patches drying to a crust and lay there enjoying the feeling of pleasure and of having pleasured that filled her now.
She heard Theo bustling the other two guys out. She wanted to stop them, get their phone numbers maybe ask them if they fancied a drink after all this. But instead she lay there quietly, soaking in the new feelings. Her skin felt electric, alive to something new in the universe she had never experienced before.
A moment later she heard Theo tear off some loo roll, and a moment later his hands were gently cleaning her eyes until she could open them without feeling the sting of salt.
She did so and looked up at Theo whose face was registering some emotion she didn’t quite recognise.
‘I’ve never had a subject quite like you,’ he said slowly. ‘Would you like to join the research team. I think we could use in a number of other experiments we’re planning.’
‘Will they all be like this?’ Esther asked.
‘There might be a different number of men, perhaps sometimes another woman.’ He paused looking for the right words. ‘But…’
‘Yes?’ she asked.
‘Afterwards,’ he said. ‘After all the… science. There would just be us two. Like this. Just us two at the end.’
‘I’d like that,’ she said.
And with that Theo climbed up onto the medical table with her nestling up against her and gently kissing her on the small patch of her cheek that wasn’t marked by another man’s cum.