by Lexi Hots
Olivia smiled. “I believe he has sufficient length.”
The researcher gritted his teeth and gave two mighty thrusts up into her as she ground her hips. Olivia gasped and sighed.
Dr. Droll nodded. “Excellent. Sir, are you opposed to taking her in the ass?”
“In the ass?” The Frenchman paused in his counter thrusts to Olivia’s motion.
Olivia whispered in his ear. “It’s for science.”
The researcher nodded. “Anything for science. How can I help?”
“Olivia, will you see to the transfer, please?”
“Of course, Doctor.” Olivia lifted over him and moved him back from her pussy to her ass. The researcher spread her cheeks apart to help her. He was quite helpful in that regard. He was nicely lubricated from her pussy and slid right in. As she spread apart, her weight brought her down and she sat with his balls against her ass and him buried inside. Olivia reached back and stroked his balls. She parted her fingers and gripped his cock to feel him inside her.
“Very good,” Droll said. He spit in his hand and stroked over his shaft.
Droll took hold of her stomach just above her hip and her muscles there quivered under his touch. It surprised her and brought her a thrill up through her body. She wondered if the sensation indicated feelings developing for Droll. Science didn’t have an answer or a test for such things. He slid inside and she felt so full from both cocks. Without a word, both men took up separate rhythms as they fucked her. She started counting the intervals and preparing herself for when both slammed into her simultaneously.
As the Doctor angled down, she felt him hit the spot and she moaned.
“Do you see that, sir?” Dr. Droll said.
The Frenchman lifted her breast and peered under. “What is that now? Up near the front, if I understand the diagram.”
“Quite right,” Dr. Droll said.
“It seemed it would be easier to strike it with her on her knees.”
“Sure,” Droll said, “but that is not the only option.
Olivia pulled at her nipples and licked her lips.
The door to the seating area slid opened. The porter leaned in and tilted his pillbox hat back. “Do you gentlemen need anything?”
Droll slapped into Olivia and said, “No, I think we have all we need. Thank you.”
The Frenchman said, “I could eat. Could I get a beef sandwich with sauce? Maybe a wine too?”
“Sure.” The porter began to leave.
Droll tilted his head back. “Wait. I could use a sandwich too. Wine all around. Olivia, do you care for anything else?”
Olivia heaved for air as she took both cocks. “I think I have all the beef and sauce I can handle. Thank you.”
The porter nodded. “Two sandwiches and three wines. Do you want me to close the door back?”
“Probably best,” Droll said.
As the door closed, Olivia said, “I’m close.”
“Ah, here we go. Watch closely,” Droll said.
Olivia looped her arm up over his head and neck and the Frenchman stared down at her pussy from about breast level. Droll pulled out and started frigging the head of his cock over her outer button. She reached down and spread her pussy with the Frenchman’s cock still deep in her ass.
“Now.” She breathed.
The stream of her squirt arched up and splashed the Doctor’s face. He smiled through it and licked his lips.
“Oh, my,” the researcher said, “I’ve never seen such a thing.”
The Doctor drove back into her pussy and pounded her with great speed.
Olivia said, “Again. It’s coming again.”
***
He pulled out, teasing over her pussy again. Her spray splashed out around the head of his cock and splattered the Frenchman’s face and over her own tits. He tried to pull back, but Olivia had her arm over his neck.
As his face dripped, the Frenchman said, “Oh, Lord, she can go again that quickly? This may do more than balance the sexes. Men can’t go twice in such a short span. This may make women superior.”
As Droll entered her again, he gripped her thighs and slammed her harder than before.
Olivia whispered. “What makes you think we were not superior all along, sir?”
The Frenchman watched Droll fuck her with abandon. “Are you going to make her squirt again? I have gotten the point. You will get your demonstration, Dr. Droll.”
“I might make her squirt again, but I wanted to finish myself before my sandwich and wine arrived,” Droll said.
“Oh, quite right.” The Frenchman took hold of her sticky breasts and bounced her as he resumed fucking her ass. “Olivia, do you mind terribly if I were to cum in your ass before we eat?”
“For science?” she asked.
“No,” he said, “I just enjoy cumming in a woman’s ass so and get to do it very rarely.”
“Oh, certainly,” she said. “Fill me up, please.”
Olivia screamed and Droll pulled out. He was jerking himself, but she squirted blasting the doctor and splashing the face and wavy hair of the Frenchman too.
“Fascinating, indeed,” the researcher said.
Dr. Droll shot off splashing his cum over her pussy and stomach. Olivia trailed her fingers through it spread it over her belly. The Frenchman groaned and made good on his desire as he came inside her ass. His hands collapsed away from her breasts and she laid over him with his spent cock still clenched in her ass.
Droll winked and dropped on the bench across from the others. “Thank you for you assistance as always, Olivia. I couldn’t do any of this without your unwavering dedication to the scientific process.”
“Any time, Doctor.”
The Frenchman used Olivia’s juices to smooth his hair back.
The porter opened the door and carried in a tray with three wines and six sandwiches. “I took the liberty of increasing your order as you appeared to be building up quite an appetite.”
“Well done,” the Frenchman said.
Dr. Droll reached for his money clip, but then realized he was naked. He looked about the damp drawings on the floor of the car looking for his pants to pay the porter.
Olivia leaned up with her ass still filled and took up one of the sandwiches. As she took a big bite, she said, “When did you order food? I must have been quite distracted.”
***
Olivia looked out from behind the curtain. She was already naked. She didn’t want to waste any time and risk losing the attention of all the French scientists in the audience. Over the last several days, Olivia had come to learn that the French knew a great deal about sex. They were tougher to impress, but once Dr. Droll demonstrated the G spot and the squirt, they paid attention.
Still, the men had trouble replicating it. Droll had spent hours fucking hundreds of women and the wives of important people defrosting them enough to make them squirt for the men to see. Still, they struggled to achieve it themselves. Droll pressed on fucking woman after woman after woman leading up to this mass demonstration. She had never seen such dedication to the importance of learning and pure research.
Olivia turned and said, “Doctor, I think we are about ready. Doctor? Doctor Droll, where are you? It is almost time to begin.”
She walked through the back stage and through the hallways searching for him. She stopped several men. They paid close attention to her and what she said, but they weren’t much help. They watched her go on her search even though they did not know where the Doctor was. One man gave her a long hug to be sure she was okay, but she eventually had to continue her search.
As she started opening doors on the offices in the back halls of the auditorium, people stared with jaws open. They did not know where Droll was when they did actually find their voices.
Olivia looked down and remembered that she was naked. She thought that she should probably have covered up before wandering off to search, but this was science and they needed to get started. They had worked too hard and too long wi
th countless cocks and pussies to not present their data now that they had the chance.
Olivia opened the last door and found Dr. Droll sprawled naked on a sofa. His hand fell aside and a wine bottle rolled away from his grasp. Three French girls in various states of undress worked him over even though he appeared to be mostly asleep. He was still rock hard with his eyes closed and his head turned to the side breathing out breath that smelled stronger than the inside of a wine vat.
Despite her desperation to get him bodily up for the demonstration, she was impressed by his ability to stay hard even in this state. If they could invent a pill to do this for other men, the world would line up for them instead of them having to beg for demonstration times.
“Doctor, we have to be on stage now. The scientific community of Paris is waiting on us.”
One woman with dark hair and the largest ass Olivia had seen since she became the Doctor’s assistant lowered herself onto Droll’s cock for her turn. With her mass, she still managed to keep a quick, able pace riding up and down on his stiff shaft. A blond sat on the back of the couch using the Doctor’s limp hand to finger herself as she gripped his wrist with both hands. A red head bent over the arm of the couch and alternated between licking the Doctor’s balls and the giant ass having her way with his cock.
The red head bent over with one leg bent and cocked up just so as she tongued the balls and ass. That plump little ass on the red head was so perfect that Olivia wished she had a cock so she could climb behind her and give it a nice fucking. Olivia made a note that they should invent such a device that women could strap on for such a moment like this. She thought that maybe she could take just a little while to eat that pussy and ass. They could be a little late to their demonstration.
Olivia shook her head to clear her clouded thoughts. “Would you ladies excuse us? I need to discuss an important matter with the Doctor.”
They laughed at her and continued working him over.
“I’m awake,” Droll said. “Go ahead.”
“You look passed out and drunk, Doctor.”
He shrugged without opening his eyes. The woman using his hand on her pussy moaned with the motion. He said, “I am drunk, but I wouldn’t miss out on this. I’m being fucked by three French girls for God’s sake.”
“We have a demonstration. We need to go. Save some of that cock for science,” Olivia said.
“It doesn’t matter. If I’ve learned anything on this trip,” Dr. Droll said, “it is that no one is ready to learn what we have to teach them and if three French girls are willing to fuck your brains out, you do not interrupt them until your brains are fully fucked out.”
“We worked for this moment, Doctor.”
“Are we talking about the French girls still?” he asked.
“No, the demonstration.” Olivia shook her head.
“They will still be looking for the G spot hundreds of years after we are dead and gone, Olivia.”
“Doctor Droll, we do not give up because people don’t accept. We tell the truth with more evidence and greater fervor. Get up and show them the G spot for your mother Gi Gi that you named it after. Get up and make me squirt for science.”
Droll sat up and pushed the fat ass French girl off his cock. He gave her a gentle kiss on the mouth and then one on each giant tit.
“How do we convince them when they don’t want to see though?” Droll asked.
Olivia looked over the pouty French girls. She said, “Would you girls like to help us fuck for science?”
They looked at one another and giggled. The red head with the absolutely fuckable ass said, “We just like fucking. We don’t give a shit about science.”
Olivia waved a hand. “Not a problem. Here’s what we need you to do …”
***
Dr. Droll sat on the stool and bounced Olivia on his cock facing out toward the attentive audience.
The French girls worked their way down the rows sucking one cock after another. The other men watched Olivia get fucked on stage as they stroked themselves keeping it hard as the girls worked their way down to give them a slurp. A few of them shot off early staining the back of the seats in front of them.
Olivia watched the audience watching her as Dr. Droll working over her G spot with his cock from the inside. She was growing to enjoy the sex in front of large audiences more than any other kind. She wondered if that might not be a problem.
She caught sight of the red head’s bent ass as she bobbed her head in one of the scientist’s laps. She started to pull away to suck the next man in line, but the man in her mouth gave a couple wild bucks. His eyes rolled back in his head. She sucked him harder and faster drinking down every drop of his load as he came down her throat.
Olivia had a great view of the red head’s pussy. Her ass moved in time with the motion of her head as she sucked down the French scientist’s load.
Olivia felt a shiver as she watched the red head’s ass work. Even before Droll had a chance to pull out, she started squirting out across the stage. It was a wide arc and caught the glimmer from the lights as it went.
The men’s jaws dropped open and they began to applaud, but quickly went back to stroking themselves.
The Doctor kept jamming up inside her and reached around to use his fingers on her outer button. He wasn’t finished with the demonstration by a far cry.
Olivia turned her head and held his face as she kissed Dr. Droll on the lips. Droll kissed her back as he fucked her like only he could. She wondered what it might all mean.
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TEMPTATION TALES
Story 43
Selena had thought that the bet would be an easy win. After all, her friends really weren’t that vindictive, where they?
They knew how much pride she took in her innocence. Sure, they teased her about the fact that she would never put herself in a situation that would cause her to jeopardize her virtue, but they still enjoyed her company.
Then again, they were always tempting and at the time she had made that bet, her guard was down. It seemed so simple a win, that she was tempted. Perhaps her friends knew that and maybe it was rigged, but the problem now wasn’t so much what the stupid bet was. Rather, it was that her friends were making her stick to her end of the deal.
Of course, if she didn’t, it would be a weak move. In addition to her morality, Selena was also very honest. She couldn’t stand to think of herself as a person who didn’t go through with things, after an arrangement was made, which she was sure her friends played upon.
She hated that about herself, since it made it very difficult to do certain things, but that was the way she was raised. It was in her blood and for that, she knew that she was going to have to go through with it.
“It’s going to be fun…” Gwen, the leader of their little group told her, yelling from the bathroom, as they got ready to go that morning, before everyone else arrived.
“Fun?” Selena answered, slipping on her short, frilly skirt, which would be easy to rip off and button-down shirt, making her look like a naughty schoolgirl.
She looked at herself in the mirror and realized that her thin, muscular legs and full bosom made a seductive appeal, but the rationale behind that first, basic instinct to be sexy told her that she looked ridiculous. After all, she had far surpassed her schooldays and was far too old to still be a virgin. She realized that and owned it, but that didn’t mean that she had to like the way that she was finally going to give herself away.
Still, that was the way that the gameshow wanted and so, that was what she had to do.
“That’s not the point,” Selena answered as she began to fold her necktie into place. She rolled her eyes, immediately frustrated with it, before deciding that she should have opted for the clip-on.
It was then that her friend finished up in the bathroom and came out to help.
She grabbed the tie out of Selena’s hands and draped her arms around her neck, while the tie fell into
place. Gwen then began to expertly fold the piece of cloth into place. “Then what is the point?” She asked.
Selena thought about this for a moment, before she shrugged, “I’m not really sure. I just…”
Before she could finish, Selena sighed and blinked with a sense of sincerity before she caught the attention of her friend and looked her in the eyes, “Don’t tell anyone I told you this, but if you want, I could easily tell the girls that I found you throwing up profusely and that there is no way that you would be able to make it through the show. I’m sure they would never take you again and therefore, by default, you would be able to keep your end of the deal.” She shrugged.