by La Marchesa
He nodded. “I think so. Have you ever had sex with a woman?”
My naked breasts bounced and I felt sexy pulses everywhere as I shook my head. “No.”
“Not even with your friend…what’s her name?”
“Anne.”
“Not even with Anne, who is bi-sexual?”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “No, she tried and I was tempted, but I resisted.”
“Ah, so you were tempted. Is Anne pretty? Do you ever find woman attractive.”
“Well yes, Anne is pretty and some women are flat out gorgeous, but that…what are you shaking you’re head about?”
“Have we steered you wrong yet?”
“No.”
“Well, when you come in here the day after tomorrow, we want you to have your first Sapphic experience.”
“What’s happening tomorrow?”
“Nothing, we have a policy that after a gangbang a woman rests up for at least a day.”
Chapter Eight – Girl Love
Spending the entire next day, wearing the erogenic stimulator, I was a basket case. I must have had fifty mini-orgasms, which helped, but what I needed was a big ‘O’.
I couldn’t wait for the next day to come even if I was scheduled to have sex with a woman. I mean, hadn’t my friend Anne said, “sex is sex”?
The more I thought about it, the more intrigued I became, so the next day by the time I made it to the clinic, I looked forward to having sex with a woman.
When Robbie finally retrieved me, I was so on edge, I felt as if I could float to the coitus room or wherever we were going to do it.
We met Charlie in the hall and they both led me to the bondage room. So they were going to restrain me again. “Am I her slave?”
Robbie answered. “No, we just want you to experience the sensations and not worry about who’s providing them.”
Robbie led me to the bed. “Lie down across the bed like you did last time you were here.”
I turned my back to the bed and jump flopped backward on the bed lying in the middle parallel with the headboard.
Charlie was on the other side of the bed, and cinched my wrist cuffs up to the foot and headboard posts. Robbie hooked chains up to my ankle cuffs and affixed the ends of the chains to rings about five feet apart in the canopy, which both raised and spread my legs. Then I felt a blindfold being slipped over my forehead, and everything went black.
At first, I didn’t hear anything, then I heard a chair creak a little as if someone sat in it. They’re going to watch.
Next I heard a door open and Charlie say, “All right Mona, you girls can come in now.” Girls? Two women are going to have sex with me. I felt crème start to leak from my opening.
I sensed movement more than heard it. Suddenly, I felt give in the mattress and movement from all sides of me and then hands, soothing hands fondling and caressing me everywhere. I swallowed. I could feel my pulse speed up as the tender strokes neared my sensitive zones.
One at a time, I felt naked skin—breasts, I think—embracing my uplifted legs as gentle hands slid along them from ankle to thigh. Other hands played across my face, neck and upper body avoiding, but getting ever so close to my wildly sensitive nipples. My heartbeat was extreme. I could see nothing but felt everything. The breeze from the fan on my skin. The naked skin and warm breath of my lovers, whomever they were.
More hands, how many lovers do I have, slid sensuous fingers over my abdomen and loins, passing teasingly close to my clitoris and occasionally diving between my outer folds and thighs. I was so worked up I could barely breath.
Then as the busy hands and fingers began to wash over the forbidden carnal areas and a pair of fingers dove into my wide open recess, I came. It came barreling across my body in a white hot blaze of glory. My mind and body bristled with energy. Trembling and moving erratically, my loud exuberant scream burst free. “Yes! Oh, yes!”
As the waves of my climax battered my senses, I was shocked when my orgasmic scream was muted as a fresh, minty mouth passionately covered my lips. Her smooth supple tongue traced and pried at the seam between my lips. When they parted, a charge of voltage ran clear to my toes as her tongue swept between my lips, scrubbed my palate and dipped into the fleshy crevices between my lips and gums. To my disappointment, before her silky tongue could pass through my parting teeth and twine with mine, it retreated, and she pulled away.
“My name is Mona and I can’t wait to eat and fuck your sweet cunt.”
Once again my cunt clenched from provocative talk. I wondered for a second whey they talked so dirty, but it was obvious from my reaction it was a turn-on.
Mona laved my ear and then was gone, but not for long. As another pair of hands began to knead my breasts and a second pair of lips began pepper my neck with wet kisses, I felt Mona make her move. Like cooling salve, her hands went to my pussy, her intimate fingers peeled away the flower petal like folds, and her wet tongue dove into my greedy recess.
Tiny ripples of pleasure permeated my body. When her soft, silky tongue reamed the soft crème covered walls of my lusty chamber, I closed my eyes and blasted off to heaven. Tremors cascaded through me, with each divine lick of her smooth tongue and when she began to suck on my clit and stuffed my channel with three fingers, an orgasm closed in on me once again. My clit quaked in her mouth and my pussy clenched around her fingers. My body jerked out of control for what seemed like minutes as I moved frenetically until soothing waves of comfort flowed over me and the phenomenal feeling subsided.
I hadn’t even regained my composure when another pair of silky lips attacked mine and shoved a more supple, smoother tongue than I was used to into my mouth. Her aroma, especially her perfume seemed familiar. My new lover’s tongue swirled aggressively in a circle from the fleshy cushions of my mouth to the palate and back to my tongue. Fingers plucked and pinched my nipples sending shivers along my spine. The mystery lover’s mouth left mine and traveled along my cheek to my ear. “I’m Anne and I’ve got you exactly where I always wanted you.”
“Anne, it’s you?”
“Yes, it’s me and I’m going to love you like I always wanted to. I’m going to eat your tasty cunt and then while you eat Geri’s pussy, I’m going to fuck you with a nine inch strap-on.”
I was in shock that Anne was there, but I really didn’t have time to dwell on it. I was helpless and once again a woman, my friend Anne, began to dine my pussy. Like Mona, Ann was very good. Not surprising, having my pussy devoured by a woman felt even more thrilling than by a man. Her tongue being narrower and smoother, allowed her to get in places easier and it just seemed to feel better. There was no male reticence and with her being a woman, she knew what felt good to a woman. Then there was the taboo factor. Having sex with a woman or in this case three women seemed to be more risqué, more titillating.
Anne was louder than Mona had been. As her soft tongue reamed my womanly haven, she licked and slurped as if my pussy were a gourmet meal. I loved it. Every nerve in my body sizzled with the need for more; more from this and the other women, more of their fingers, more of their tongues.
While Anne ate my pussy and fingered my bud, hands and mouths continued to titillate my body. Then for the third time a woman’s lips passionately kissed me. And while her tongue whipsawed within my mouth, I had my third orgasm.
I wondered for a second if anyone had timed my orgasms, then dismissed it as I felt a large object glide into my deep recess and began stroking me with a slow languorous rhythm. “Do you like that baby?”
“Ah-huh!” I tried to answer as best as I could with a woman’s tongue swirling around my mouth.
When my third lover broke our kiss, her warm breath gave me goose bumps as she whispered in my ear. “Hello, you sweet thing, I’m Geri and I’m dying to eat your pussy, but first while Anne fucks you, woman style, I’m going to let you taste how we women taste.
While Ann fucked me and Mona, sucked on a nipple while fingering my other nipple and my clit, Geri straddled my shoulde
rs and lowered her vaginal lips over my mouth. Even with everything that was being done to me, I was captivated by the aroma of Geri’s cunt. As she lowered her pussy around my lips, my tongue darted out reflexively and swabbed her elongated recess. With my limbs bound and my eyes covered, my senses were limited to hearing, smell, taste and feel. Using feel, my tongue traveled the length of Geri’s exquisite sex. I loved her odor and now as gravity and my tongue guided her crème to my mouth, I reveled in her mildly saline taste. I couldn’t wait to taste all of my lovers, including my friend Anne.
Then, as my mouth surrounded and sucked upon Geri’s swollen clit, I missed the use of my hands. I wanted to wrap them around her ass and pull her snatch closer into my mouth. The combination of Anne’s strokes with the artificial cock and Mona’s actions on my nipples and clit my fourth gigantic climax seemed imminent, but Geri beat me to it.
Initially, she grasped my hair and dug her fingers into my scalp. “Oh my God baby, you did it.” Moving her twat around and over my mouth her crème flowed freely into my mouth. “Jesus it’s a big one,” Geri screamed. It was all too much, as every pleasurable sensation merged together, I could no longer tell which actions caused which sensations and then it came. The grandest, most wicked orgasm ever blasted through me. All hell broke loose as I rode a giant wave into a gigantic orgasmic eruption. Supersonic pulses of energy shot to every outpost of my body as a satiny curtain descended upon me. My body jerked out of control and when that was over a second powerful ‘gasm ripped through me.
When it was over, I went limp. In the back of my mind I heard someone, Charlie I think, say, “All right, that’s all for now. Let’s take a break.”
I seemed to be in some kind of stupor. Through the fog that had formed in my mind, I felt my bonds being removed—then the blindfold. It didn’t make much difference since translating the images that flowed into my mind was beyond me at the moment. Did I experience a sensual overload?
Someone raised me up and embraced me, kissing my neck. It smelled like Charlie.
I heard Robbie say, “You were fabulous baby. Your last climax lasted over a hundred seconds. We’re only seventeen seconds from two minutes.”
Slowly my eyes focused and I saw my three lovers.
I had sex with three women—three beautiful women.
I tried to speak, but nothing came out. Finally, on the third try I managed, “Thank you. I would like to personally repay each of you.”
They smiled and nodded. Anne spoke, “I look forward to it.”
I studied Anne as she removed the strap on the apparatus with which she fucked me. Auburn haired, she had a slender body with nice legs and medium, well-defined, upright breasts. A butterfly tattoo adorned her breast, a rose tattoo resided inches from her mons and a pearl pendant hung from her navel.
Robbie introduced the others. “Janine, you already know Anne, but this is my sister Mona. Mona was the one who delivered your first and second climax.”
Mona, having the rare combination of long raven black hair and steel blue eyes, raised clenched fists above her head as if she were a prize fighter who’d just KO’d her opponent. Edging up to me, she embraced me and kissed my cheek. “Very nice to meet you. You are very pretty and have a darling figure.”
I joked, “You wield a pretty wicked tongue.”
A few chuckles made the circuit. Mona smiled. “Well, I’ve had a lot of practice with Geri.”
“Geri?”
The third lady, blonde and equally beautiful stepped forward hand outstretched. “Hi, I’m—”
“I’m sorry, I seem to have dropped the ball.” Charlie stepped up and draped and arm around her shoulders. “Jan this is Geri, my sister.”
I shook Geri’s outstretched hand. “Hi Geri, pleased to meet you. Your pussy was delicious. You were my first, but not my last.”
She laughed and punched her fist into the air. Girl love rules.”
Anne, sidled up and wrapped an arm around me. “Your pussy was pretty sweet too. Thanks for putting a word in for me.”
Geri snapped her fingers. Dang I never got to fuck or dine upon our star pupil.”
Charlie, standing on the far side of me, wrapped an arm around my waist. “Oh, you’ll get a turn sis. We have big plans for Janine” Turning his head toward me, he asked, “You’re not ready to call it quits are you?”
I wasn’t ready to call it quits. Charlie took us all to lunch at you know where and when we returned we went back to bed and had a Sapphic free-for-all. Since I was the test subject, I got the most attention, but while I enjoyed five more healthy climaxes, I managed to taste Mona and Anne. I must say. Anne should get an award for having the loudest orgasm ever recorded.
Needless to say, having nine orgasms for the day took me past the target time, by one second. Robbie and Charlie were ecstatic. They broke out some champagne they kept in the refrigerator for just this event.
We must have been a sight, four naked ladies and two handsome fully dressed men standing around toasting each other. When the champagne ran out, Robbie had us get dressed and took us all in a limousine and we went clubbing until the wee hours.
Chapter Nine – The Compound
When we returned, Robbie and Charlie didn’t dare let any of us drive home so we all spent the night at the clinic. Everyone, especially me had too much to drink so we just slept…until noon.
I woke to a massive headache, but Robbie gave me something to make it go away.
I wondered what was up, a short time later, when Robbie and Charlie, wearing serious looks on their faces, took me into the conference room. Charlie addressed me, “Janine, you may not like this, but when you eclipsed the two minute mark, you became our number one priority test subject.”
Robbie took over. “The fact is you have become too valuable to let out of our sight.”
Charlie spoke again. “Yes, Robbie and I have discussed it and we want you to move in with us.”
“Okay, I’ll do it. When?”
Charlie laid a hand across mine. “Today, but first, we want you to know what you’ll be getting into. Since you have crossed the two minute threshold, you will be our principal test subject our second phase of testing, which is to learn how to extend the orgasms of all women.”
When Charlie inhaled, Robbie took over. “You will be at our beck and call twenty-four hours a day. You will still have sex with us and the other staff members you’ve previously had sex with, but for this extended testing you will sometimes be hooked up to machines that will artificially induce orgasms.”
Charlie interrupted. “Yes you may be required to have many more orgasms than you’ve had here so far. Maybe as many as a hundred a day.”
I gulped at the thought of a hundred of those two minute ‘gasms blasting me a day.
Robbie interrupted. “Yes and because of the additional wear and tear and the fact you won’t have much freedom—”
Charlie interrupted. “Not to mention, no outside sex life, we feel we should put you on the payroll at two hundred thousand per year. Any questions?”
I laughed. “Two hundred grand for having up to a hundred orgasms daily. Are you sure you don’t want two hundred grand form me?”
Robbie looked at me sternly. “Don’t make fun. A hundred orgasms in twenty-four hours can be a strain on you. Plus, for the foreseeable future you’ll be giving up you life.”
I shook my head. “For the foreseeable future, your research is my life. I’m in.”
Robbie said, “Good. Now we can go.”
I stared at both doctors. “Go?”
Charlie explained. “We decided to take you somewhere else. We’ll explain on the way.”
I narrowed my eyes and cocked my head. “And where’s that?”
“Our compound.” Robbie inserted his hand into my arm pit and helped me up. “We have something else we want to discuss with you when we get there. Let’s go.”
I found myself in the passenger seat of Robbie’s gold colored Lexus sedan, heading toward who kn
ew where. “You said you’d tell me where we’re going.”
Charlie sitting behind Robbie leaned forward. “We told you, our compound.”
We headed west up Sherman Way until we hit the Hollywood Freeway then headed southeast.
“When we get there, will you tell me what else you have in mind?”
“Yes,” Charlie answered.
Robbie exited the freeway and headed south on Highland Avenue. Then he made a left on Santa Monica Boulevard. “Are we heading for Beverly Hills?”
Right you are. That’s where our family compound is.”
That was good news. As we drove by I noticed the homes had become quite luxurious. We were getting close to the compound. “Are we going to do something at the compound?”
Charlie waggled his eyebrows. “Could be.”
In addition to heating up, I could feel crème seeping from the walls of my pussy and collecting in my channel. “Is this the Charles family compound or the MacDonald family compound.”
“It’s the MacDonald/Charles family compound. It’s been in both family names for sixty years,” answered Robbie.
“I don’t understand. It belonged to your parents?”
“No, first it belonged to our Grandparents. Charlie’s and my grandfather partnered up and started researching women’s sexuality and sexual behavior in nineteen forty-nine.” Robbie pulled in a driveway and waited while huge wrought-iron gates opened. “In nineteen fifty-one, they purchased this compound for thirty-two thousand dollars, a small fortune in those days.”
I gaped at the entrance. “I’ll bet it’s worth twenty million now.”
Robbie’s gaze shifted to me for a second, before he pulled through the open gate. “Actually, we were offered twenty-five million a month ago.”
After he drove through the gates, I noted that the grounds and the main house, a sprawling two story Georgian, were magnificent. In addition to the main house, I observed four smaller structures spotted around an Olympic sized pool, as we drove around the back of the main house.
Charlie pointed to the closest building. It was off to the side had a small overgrown parking lot. “For the first thirty years that was the research lab.”