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Adam stirred inside the control booth. He shook his
head, alarmed that he had actually been able to fall asleep while an
experiment was in progress. He was weary, however, and his eyes felt as
though they had stones in them. Nonetheless, the dedicated scientist
inspected his instruments and peered into the two-way mirror to see what
was going on. He sincerely hoped that it was almost over, for he wanted to
get back home. Back home to Helen. Maybe he could convince her that he
still loved her. Inside, Adam saw the three young students still going at
it with the subject. Adam would have to get the brief biography from her
later, he thought, casting a jaded eye on the lewd spectacle. They had her
down on the bed, and she was taking them admirably, Adam saw. A really
good subject. The boys seemed to be enjoying themselves, too. Adam flicked
on the speaker system so that he could hear what was going on. Later he
would listen to the playback of the preceding events.
"Now it's my turn to get sucked!" Hank was saying, and although Adam
couldn't see him quite clearly because Ben's body was arching up to enter
the female subject's spread vaginal passage, the scientist had the
distinct impression that he was thrusting his penis into her mouth
"Suck it, suck it!" Hank said, "get it hard again!" He knelt over her,
lewdly squatting with one leg on either side of her face, grasping both
sides of her head and holding firm. Helen gagged as Hank rammed his
softened cock to the back of her tongue and her ovaled lips began to shape
around the limp male object. She could feel his testicles slapping wetly
against her chin. She tried to get her breath on the outstroke of his
thrusting. Then, feeling proud of herself, she realized he was getting
hard! "Oh!" Helen groaned inwardly as she felt Ben's lust-thickened penis
entering her passion-drenched vagina, and she was surprised at the renewed
desire that sprang to life within her belly. Oh God! She could fuck all
night with these wonderful boys, and that's exactly what she planned to
do!
Roger had snuggled under her to try the anal intercourse that Hank had
praised, and they began to pummel her lust-driven body back and forth
between them once more.
The shameless desire deep inside of Helen's belly once more became a
vicious, gnawing need as the four nakedly entwined bodies twisted and
turned so that she was now on her side, all of them clinging lewdly and
readjusting their positions with their agile young bodies.
Adam Randolph watched with greater and greater interest. Of all the
experiments he had observed, none had moved him as much as this one. The
nakedly writhing bodies in the other room seemed joined so perfectly and
moved with such attuned harmony that he was filled with awe and a growing
admiration. It was, he thought, almost a ballet! Recently he had
participated less and less in his experiments, but somehow tonight he
thought he might want to erase the odd uncharacteristic sorrow that had
come over him. Beneath his white coat, naked as was his custom, the
middle-aged professor felt his excitedly surging cock rise. He tried to
see the woman's face in the adjoining room, but it was impossible because
of Hank's lewd positioning over her face; one ham-hock thigh covered the
whole of her head. Now that they were on their sides, however, Adam could
see much more of the excited woman's lushly ripened body. She was
beautiful in a way that none of the other subjects had been, and Adam
regretted now not having watched the entire experiment from the beginning.
"Look at her go!" Adam was almost able to forget his nightmare about Helen
always moving away from him. Almost, but not quite. "If only Helen could
let herself go that way," he thought to himself, unaware of the fact that
he had never really given her the chance to do so.
He continued to watch through the two-way mirror, unable to keep from
fondling his own hardening cock as the orgiastic activities reached a
feverish pitch.
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In the other room, Helen began to roll her naked buttocks high up behind
her in a circulating movement, constricting her wildly flaring cunt
muscles on the hot, fleshy cock that was burrowing into her. She wanted to
exploit them all to the limit to saturate her being with hot, sticky
sperm. The excited blonde wife insatiably sucked at the pulsing hardness
in her mouth, her cheeks concaving with Hank's every thrust. She explored
it hungrily, swirling her tongue tip to taunt the small opening at the
end, wanting it to shoot into her mouth, wanting to swallow the hot sperm.
She was struck by the difference in taste between this one and Ben's and
realized that a whole new world of cocks was opening up to her. Each one
must taste different! She wanted to feel them all cumming again, all
giving her the most potent tribute a man can give a woman, their fresh
young sperm! Her body had thirsted for it for so long, and now she could
be drenched with it, filled to the brim.
Thighs quivering, hips and loins rolling and gyrating, naked breasts
shaking, head wagging, Helen abandoned herself once more to the renewed
lust within her. Only this time it was more mellow, more relaxed if every
bit as strong. This time her head seemed to be more in control. Oh, my
nice hard-cocked men! she thought, I want to cum for you again!
And then she did! At the same time as her own spiraling climax began to
crest, Roger's penis fucking into her from behind swelled up and twitched
and began to spurt its heated charge up inside Helen's receptively quaking
rectum. It splashed violently against her back-passage walls and dribbled
loosely back out, coating his own testicles with a film of orgasmic
juices. While in front of the blissfully cumming blonde wife, Ben jerked
forward, his long legs entangling with Hank's as they buffeted the
voluptuous female body between them. The mound of his pelvis massaged her
erect clitoris causing Helen to convulse forward with the acute pleasure,
and in this manner Hank's penis was submerged completely to the hilt
inside her wildly sucking mouth. Hank's cock too began to burst with
built-up cum, flooding her hungrily sucking mouth and throat with a
pungent liquid totally unlike Ben's in taste. It bloated her cheeks as she
swallowed the hot gushes excitedly, working her lips fish-like around the
wildly throbbing length of flesh. The white stream of semen slipped from
the comers of her mouth, although Helen sought to contain it all. With a
grunt that resounded through the room, the blonde housewife skewered her
buttocks back savagely onto the still pumping cock that rose high in her
rectal passage, and with a wail from around the penetrating cock in her
mouth, the happy woman gave herself up completely to the agonizing ecstasy
that sent her mind and body to whirling in rapture. She felt herself to be
more of a woman than she'd ever been before! The foursome lay stunned on
the bed. No one had quite expected it to be so good. The fact that they
had all varied their positions with the pretty blonde made the college
students feel as though they had enjoyed a mind-blowing variety never
before dreamed of in their young male minds. The three youths were
regarding the beautiful older woman with unabashed admiration when the
professor's voice came through to the room.
"Excellent. I'll be right in!" he said. Helen's eyes popped wide open.
Didn't that voice sound familiar? And where was it coming from? She did
not have long to wait, for even as the boys were grumbling about the
arrival of the professor to interrupt an experience which they were all
considering continuing. Helen heard the door open. Adam hastened to the
bed. He was anxious to meet the woman who had so inspired his young
assistants. He smiled broadly as he approached, and was still smiling even
as he was looking directly into a pair of blue eyes which were perfectly
familiar to him, perfectly known. "HELEN!"
"ADAM!"
The three young students moved aside as they realized that the professor
and the woman knew each other. Possibly they had made some kind of
mistake!
Adam's face turned several different shades of red as he stood there, and
even as the boys were hastily dressing behind him, Helen was trying
desperately to cover her naked body with the damp and rumpled spread.
All the smiles were drained from the astounded scientist as he stared
mouth gaping wide at his wife. That same wife about whom he had been
feeling so tender only moments prior to this. Now he saw it all. Saw that
she'd been making a fool of him all this time.
"Why, you're nothing but a whore!" he said. "My own wife a whore!"
At this point the three fraternity brothers from downstairs slipped out
the door and closed it quietly behind them. Let them work it out by
themselves was the general attitude as they hurried down the stairs.
"NO! It's all a mistake!" Helen cried, terrified, suddenly totally aware
of everything around her, no longer in that delightful erotic haze that
had shown her such pleasure. "You bitch! How could I have ever loved you?"
he sobbed, pained to the core. His own wife had been reading that paper,
had answered Lord knew how many other ads. She had felt those three boys,
stiffened cocks in every orifice she had! She'd loved every minute of it!
In a rage, he flew at her, and Helen reached out her hands to fend him
off. They tumbled in a thrashing mass upon the bed, Adam screaming
imprecations at his wife. Helen was too disturbed and surprised to respond
any other way but by the cowering admission of guilt even though it had
all been as the tried to explain, "a mistake".
Then wild eyed and with his features fearfully contorted, Adam lunged for
a lever on the underside of the bed. Suddenly, the smooth, sliding trap
door rolled back and the enormous ramrod of a cock-machine slid upward.
Furiously, Adam tried to roll his wife over onto it so that it would
skewer her. She fought back like a banshee, but finally Adam pinned her
helpless to the bed. "This is good for whore fucking!" he cried, "this is
what you want!"
"No, no! You're crazy!" she cried, sobbing. The tears streamed in flowing
wet rivulets down the side of her cheeks, but in spite of it, she could
feel him pulling her legs brutally apart on the bed. Then he reached
beneath the bed directly down into the trap of the artificial cock to set
it in motion. It began to ram upward lewdly, and Adam harshly thrust his
wife's already sperm-filled cunt down so that the big, bulging tip of the
phallus burrowed and wormed its rigid way into her depths. It rammed deep,
so deep that the unprepared blonde felt a searing pain. She tried to twist
away, but Adam held her down at first and then moved to life her flailing
legs apart so that the lewd object drove hard upward into the wetly
clenching canal of his sobbing wife's open pussy. The smack and slap of
the machine on human flesh could be heard throughout the room like claps
of an eraser against a blackboard.
"Oh, Adam! Oh help, help!" Helen cried piteously. But there was no
response from her insanely glowering husband who only wanted to make sure
that the machine was making the most headway into his wife's unfaithful
pussy. Helen was certain that she could never stoop lower. The pain itself
was bad enough, but to have to lie there while her husband used some
diabolical machine on her, treating her like the lowest of prostitutes,
using her to vent his anger was far worse than anything. She was being
degraded beyond belief, and her thoughts were flowing as though there were
no more feelings left in her. She had sinned, and now she was paying. It
was hateful, what Adam was doing, and her own body felt hateful to her at
this moment. "MOVE IT! Don't you like it? You liked those three young
studs well enough! Shake it!"
"No, no, no," she cried. "You don't understand. No one will ever
understand."
But the machine continued its slow mechanical grinding within her while
Adam's fingers dug into her nakedly squirming flesh as he held her firm.
This large, inhuman thing inside her made no rising tide of passion occur
like she'd felt with the three college boys. No, she was just being fucked
as though she were nothing, nothing but a cunt!
She lay there motionless now, no longer trying to get away, feeling the
horrid obscenity of the man-made machine entering her tender feminine
flesh, raping her with a total lack of feeling, skewering her unwillingly
open pussy.
"CUM! CUM!" Adam spat down at his wife. "Never!" she replied, tears
welling up in her hurt blue eyes. Adam reached down and set the machine
for a still faster speed. Helen tightly clenched her teeth together in an
effort to withstand the brutal spearing in and out of her raw and tortured
vagina. Adam knelt, looking down at her, wanting nothing more than to
destroy her feeling, himself destroyed by her as he watched the obscene
device entering and exiting the moist pink flesh between her lewdly spread
legs.
Helen lay as motionless as she could, hoping to avoid some of the pain
this way and finally in disgust over his wife's lack of reaction to his
cruel torture, Adam turned the machine off and fled the room.
Helen lay there with her beautiful long legs still spread wide as he had
left them, and her naked loins were wet and raw from the multiple fucking
she had endured. Anyone could have come in at that moment, she thought
dazedly and done with her what they wanted, and she wouldn't have resisted
nor would she have cared. For nothing seemed to matter anymore, nothing at
all. Her entire world had been thoroughly obliterated, and her attempts at
straightening out her life had proved to be ludicrous to say the least.
Many years before, it seemed, she had still been a faithful and innocent
wife, although an unhappy one. Perhaps it was better to remain unhappy
than to have to endure the pains of what freedom would entail?
Helen didn't know the answer, but there was no more searching for it
either. She wished ... yes, for the first time she truly wished she were
dead. She never wanted to have to face the cruelty and confusion that were
a part of every day living again. Slowly the despondent wife got up and
found the crumpled mass of her clothing where the boys had thrown them.
Trembling with every motion she put on her things as best she could and
then made her way out of the apartment. As she went, she looked all around
her, knowing that the sight of these dingy walls would remain forever
etched in her mind, a searing memory of what she had endured that night.
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