The Lab Assistant (15 page)

He pumped the engorged shaft slowly in his hand, never breaking eye contact with Sonia and me. He smiled to us and nodded, and then finally sank himself back into the little BBW's anus. She gasped and cried out against the cock in her mouth, and then, to demonstrate her approval, she pressed her asshole back to spread open against the cock.

We stood there watching for a long time, easing closer and closer to each other, as our temperatures rose in unison.

"This is the hottest thing I've ever seen," I declared quietly, reaching my hand around and placing it on one of Sonia's ass-cheeks. I rubbed her deeply.

"Yes," she breathed, and nodded. She pushed herself back onto my hand and wiggled slowly. "It's doing things to me, baby."

"You wanna watch?" I asked. My heart raced. Suddenly, I knew what I wanted--knew what I needed--and it was not Sonia
watching
this.

She nodded. "Cooper, can you touch me?"

I didn't respond.

"Cooper," she insisted. "Let's go back to the front room. I need you to make love with me. I'm going crazy watching this."

I pulled her closer to me and turned her so our eyes met. "Sonia, do you wanna try it?" This was more of a statement than a question.

"Try what?" she breathed.

Although it was completely out of character for me, I wanted to see Sonia getting fucked like this woman. I wanted her asshole and her cunt and her mouth stretched wider by those enormous cocks than I could ever stretch them. I wanted to watch her come, to cuckold myself, to give myself completely to her--not just my cock, but my ego, my manhood, my love for her. Like nothing I'd ever felt before, I wanted to watch her come. I wanted her to have complete control of herself and, with it, to have complete control of me.

I looked at her again and gestured toward the cocks. "Do you want that?"

Sonia shook her head immediately. "I don't need that, baby."

Placing my hand on her cheek, I stroked the side of her face sweetly. "But do you want it? It's okay."

"Coop," she protested.

"I mean, it's okay with me if you want it. It's okay. I think I would like it. I think--it's hard to say this, Sonia, but I think I need this." I removed my hand from her cheek and brought her fingers to the bulge in my pants. I massaged her fingers into my cock. Within moments she was grinding and grasping me of her own volition. "See what it's doing to me? And it's not them. It's the thought of
you
there that's doing that to me."

She said nothing: merely locked her gaze on the sexual exhibition in front of us.

"You can if you want," I repeated.

The three men now watched us, hanging on our words as they reamed the little blonde goddess's three holes. She, too, watched us, although her eyes were drunken, glazed with passion, and streaming with tears.

Sonia's eyes returned to the cock disappearing into the young girl's mouth. "I... " she said, tentatively.

"It wouldn't change anything. Between us, I mean. If you want to, just to play, it's okay with me."

She shook her head as her eyes moved with the shiny black cock into and out of the girl's mouth. Her fingers kneaded my cock desperately. The more the group slapped their bodies together, the more she ground and pressed at my penis. If she kept it up, I'd soon be coming in my pants.

Sonia's voice grew uneasy, torn. I could tell she wanted this badly, yet something held her back. "I had a really bad experience with this a couple of years ago," she explained finally. She looked as if ready to cry, the frustration and indecision twisting her delicate features. "Someone said he'd be into it and he wasn't. It was very ugly and it ruined everything. It went very, very badly. He was very hurtful to me. Coop... "

I squeezed her hand against the mound of my cock. "I'm not him. This is okay. I'm okay with it. And we're okay. I really want to watch you. I really want that to happen for you."

"I wanna do it, Coop. I really wanna do it. But I don't want... "

"Nothing is going to happen. Nothing is going to change."

Sonia watched the girl for a long time. The guy in her asshole pulled out and, with a deep groan, unloaded a long rope of come across her ass-cheeks. He pumped his cock firmly, and the next jet flew up the girl's soft, round back. He watched Sonia, licking the sweat from his upper lip. He nodded down to his cock, the fat, wide urethra drooling a final stream of come onto the floor. "That's for you, Shorty," he mouthed.

"It looks amazing," Sonia admitted. "Cooper, why are you doing this?"

"Because I love you, Sonia," I said. "Do you want to play with them?"

She nodded. "Yeah."

I gestured to the man with the soda can cock. "Could we join in?"

"Coop," Sonia exclaimed, "I want to do it. But if you say you love me and you say you want this to happen, you have to be okay with everything."

It was I, now, who nodded.

"Not just these three guys," she continued. "I want more. If you want to see me getting fucked, then I want you to see me getting
fucked
. Anyone and everyone who comes into this room tonight is gonna fuck me. In my pussy, up my asshole, everywhere. And you have to be there. No getting pissed off or hurt. No leaving."

I nodded, my cock straining against my pants. My heart pounded in my chest. "If you want me to be there."

"I need you to be, Coop." She looked me in the eyes, her expression severe. Something had changed in her now, as it had in me, and we were finally on precisely the same wavelength. We both knew this would alter and elevate our relationship forever.

"Then I'll be here."

"And I need you to fuck me, too. You and I. Together. I don't want you to just watch. I want you to fuck me, too. I need to feel your cock, too, or it won't be right."

Soda Can Cock watched our exchange with bemused interest. Finally, he asked, "What did you say? You guys want to get in on this?"

And then I recognized him.

It was Diwaine Mosley, a former student of mine: a defensive tackle on the football team. I smiled, and he smiled in recognition. "I want you to fuck my girlfriend. You, and them"--I gestured to the other guys--"and any of your other friends that want to come."

"Dr. Corbis, that's crazy, man." Curiously, he never stopped stroking his enormous penis as he spoke. "Are you playing?"

I smiled silently as I pulled Sonia's skirt down her wide, thick legs. She was not wearing panties. As she stepped out of the skirt, she spread her legs for me, and I knelt down and lapped hungrily at her dripping cunt. Her juice thickly smeared her thighs and the bottoms of her ass- cheeks. Her eyes never left Diwaine's. For a moment, a pang of possessiveness shot through my core, from the bottom of my gut to my heart, where it felt for a brief moment as if the organ would shoot out of my chest.

Can I do this?
I thought, panicked. This beautiful woman was all that I had, all that mattered in my life. She was everything to me.
What the hell am I doing? Can I really share her? What am I thinking?

Sonia moaned desperately at my tonguing. I decided again that she had to have this pleasure. No matter what the consequence, here we were, and I needed her to have this experience. I had to have faith in us--in our future. I didn't fully understand my motivations, but something inside me told me that this was the right thing to do. This was the only thing. The final thing.

"If you say it's okay," Diwaine said.

"Yes," I said from between Sonia's legs. To underscore what we needed, I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out, kneading the swollen head in my hand. I continued licking and biting at Sonia's labia, riding her crotch as she forced it down onto me. I pulled the foreskin back over my glans, and then eased it back on, slowly jacking off just the head of my cock.

I didn't need to repeat my offer.

Diwaine stepped out from behind the plump little blonde and brought his cock over to Sonia. "All right then, Shorty."

She pulled away from my mouth. From my vantage point on the floor, I could see Diwaine slide the head of his cock between Sonia's legs. He ran his shaft back and forth along her labia, as both of them still stood in the center of the room. They kissed deeply, their mouths stuck clumsily together, attacking each other.

As I knelt on the floor watching them, I felt a warmth--parting lips, then a mouth--on my cock. I looked down, as if in a daze, to see our little blonde sucking my member into her slimy, well-used throat. The heat of her caress amazed me. The saliva and come in her mouth slicked my cock, sending waves of pleasure up my thighs. I watched her for a long time. There was something so distractingly familiar about her.

Do I know her?

She pulled my cock from her mouth and smiled. "Hiya, Dr. Corbis." Having kissed the head, she pushed my foreskin back with her lips and then swallowed my sex again.

"Theresa," I stammered.

It was Theresa Jacobs from my freshman General Biology course. She was only just nineteen.
Nineteen and already reamed by three enormous cocks right before my very eyes.
Literally just yesterday, in class, she'd asked me to describe Mendelian genetics to her. Tonight,
this!
I had just watched her getting comprehensively filled by three men. Right now, she was sucking on my penis, swallowing it down into her throat. It didn't figure. It was surreal: a dreamlike vision. Her appetite and her technique belied her years--this was no little girl. This was not the Theresa Jacobs that
I
knew.

But I was certainly getting to know her.

"Oh my God, Theresa. I didn't even recognize you."

She laughed, my cock still sliding in and out of her mouth.

"Theresa," I repeated. It was all I could do, repeating her name.

She nibbled at the underside of my glans and winked. "It's okay, Dr. Corbis. Chill out, honey."

"But?"

"Just enjoy it," she insisted in a blissful tone. She ran her teeth now along the bottom of my glans, attacking me from the side. "I've got a bit of a wild streak. Bet ya couldn't tell, huh? Doesn't it feel good?"

"Yes, it feels good." My voice crackled.

Oh!

Sonia! I had forgotten about her. Somehow, I managed to pull my gaze away from Theresa below me and watched as Diwaine and his two friends carried Sonia to the other side of the room. My gaze fixed upon their penises--wet, hard, swinging as they walked. The three of them carried her as if she were rolled in a rug, and below her back their cocks swung like elephant trunks. Was this evening happening? Was I dreaming?

A large sectional couch dominated the wall on the far side of the dorm suite. Several other guys who previously had sat there watching Theresa being manhandled now stood aside to make room. Some of them started removing their clothes. I couldn't see any other women in the room. Just men.

Sonia looked back at me. "Baby?"

"Yes, angel," I groaned.

Theresa's tongue sucked tightly against the thick bundle of nerves of my frenulum.

"When you're finished, I need you here," Sonia declared. "I need your cock. When I finish these cocks, I need yours last, okay? You gotta finish me or... "

Sonia was cut off in mid-word by Diwaine's thick, stubby cock slipping into her mouth. "Enough talking, Shorty," he said.

She moaned heavily and sucked the violating prong down into her throat.

"She's cute," Theresa remarked matter-of-factly, and then slipped my cock back into her mouth. She popped it back out again to declare "I've seen her around the department," and then sucked me back into her mouth.

I love her
, I thought. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back. I felt as though I were floating. My toes curled and my prostate tingled. It was as if some alien were probing my insides, reaching up into my core and tickling and manipulating all of my vital nerve endings. I looked down at last and watched Theresa work. "Be careful. You're gonna make me come."

"Don't look at her," she said, with my cock sliding on her tongue.

"Who?"

Theresa slipped my cock completely from her mouth and pumped it lovingly in her hand. As she did, she motioned toward Sonia. "I can tell, Dr. Corbis. You have a thing, you and her. I know you're into watching her. So please don't watch her. Just concentrate on me."

I smiled and caressed her sweet, round face. "Jesus, Theresa, what do you think is gonna happen if I concentrate on you?"

"You're so sweet," she cooed. She let go of my cock and watched, mesmerized, as it throbbed in the air in front of her delicious face.

"You are unbelievably good."

"Dr. Corbis," she asked. "Do you like it nasty?"

I nodded.

She licked her lips. "Do you wanna do something really nasty? I like it nasty."

"Theresa, I'm gonna come right now if you keep talking like that."

She pulled me down onto the floor with her and brought a finger to my mouth. "You wanna lick the come out of my asshole? Are you into that?"

"Yes."

I couldn't believe it. I heard my voice before I even processed her question. But suddenly, yes, I did want to lick the come from her ass. I wanted to eat her ass as if it were going to be the last asshole my tongue would ever touch.

On the other side of the room, on the couch, Sonia shrieked. Two large cocks were squeezed together and were slowly being eased into her asshole. She had never done anything like that before. We'd tried my own cock and a small vibrator once, after we'd watched a porno of double-anal penetration. But here, now, she was actually doing it. I swallowed hard and watched her. One of the bystanders masturbating at a frenzied rate finally groaned awkwardly as he sent a gush of come down onto her chest. I knew what he felt; I was almost there myself.

Sonia is so beautiful when she's having sex.

Theresa lay down. "C'mere, professor. You've got a thick little ass to eat."

As I got down to floor level with her, she rolled over onto her stomach and arched her large ass, glistening with sweat and come, into the air. She spread her cheeks wide for me, holding the fleshy mounds apart. Her bright pink asshole winked open slightly, welcoming me. I took her cheeks in my hand and gently sank my face into her rear.