SESSION 11 (DAY 24)
To my delight, Wednesday's session began just as Monday's had, with Dr. Carter leading me to a room where Abby and Dr. Snyder were waiting. Once I was seated, Dr. Snyder spoke up. "Good morning. So, as you know, this is the last week of the study and there are only two more sessions left, including today's. We'll wrap things up on Friday if all goes well. Today is going to be just like the session on Monday. We're going to leave you two alone, with no monitor. Your task is the same as always."
And then he left. The timer on the back of the door began to count upward. Within seconds, we had both disrobed and were completely naked except from the sensors on various parts of our bodies. The awkwardness that had existed even as recently as the last session was almost completely gone. We were touching ourselves almost immediately, drinking in the sight of each other's naked bodies. In no time at all, I had a raging erection.
We were mostly silent for the first 15 minutes or so, until Abby finally spoke. "Tell me what you're doing to me in your mind."
I smiled. "I've got you bent over that chair. I'm cupping your breasts as I pound my cock into you from behind."
"Oh god. That's so good." She closed her eyes and tried to picture it too. Then, as if suddenly inspired, she spun around on her chair and climbed on her knees, leaning forward on the backrest and sticking her ass toward me. She wiggled it, teasing me, as she continued to touch herself, moving her hand up and down her pussy. She had such a tight, perfect little ass. At that moment, I wanted nothing more in life than to reach out and grab hold of it with both hands. It took every bit of my willpower not to.
After a minute she flopped back down on her seat. It was my turn. "Tell me what you're thinking," I said. "When you close your eyes, what are we doing?"
"Mmmm, let's see" she closed her eyes, still touching herself. "I'm sitting on your lap, riding up and down on your cock." Her voice was so seductive. "It's such a nice, hard cock. You've got your hands on my hips, grabbing them tight, your mouth on my breasts. I've got my arms wrapped around your neck..." She trailed off, momentarily lost in her fantasizing.
I hung on her every word. And when she stopped talking, I took the opportunity to reach for some massage oil from the cart. Abby opened her eyes as she heard the sound of the oil squirting into my palm. Her eyes went wide, as if she'd just had an idea. She reached for the other bottle of oil on the cart. But instead of squirting a small amount of it onto her hand, as I had done, she slowly unscrewed the cap. Then, flashing a devilish smile, she turned the bottle upside down, letting the clear, thick liquid dribble out onto her breasts and down onto her belly. She moved the bottle around, letting it dribble onto other parts of her body, her shoulders, her thighs, her pussy.
Then she put the bottle down and began to rub the oil in, all over, moving her arms slowly, making sure she touched everywhere she could. Soon her entire body was glistening, and the oil was everywhere, all over her chair and the floor around her feat. She smiled as she slid around on her now slick seat, her hips sliding left and right, back and forth, her oil-soaked fingers sliding in and out of her pussy.
Once I snapped out of my trance, I decided to follow her lead. I unscrewed the lid of my own bottle and quickly dumped a large amount of oil onto my chest. The oil ran down my stomach and onto my cock and balls. I put the bottle down and began rubbing the oil in, on my chest and shoulders, my legs, my ass, my cock. The oil was everywhere, and I couldn't help but slide around in my seat. It felt like being on a slip-and-slide. It was a sensory overload.
But the physical and tactile sensations I was feeling were nothing compared to the sight of Abby's lithe, oil-soaked body slithering around right in front of me, one hand stroking her clit and the other massaging her own breasts. I'd never seen anything more erotic in my entire life. I'd never been more turned on in my entire life.
And Abby looked like she was similarly overwhelmed by the intense eroticism of the moment, barely able to contain herself. She slid up and down, and then all the way down onto the floor, where she turned around and began sliding her chest up and down the seat of the chair, her knees on the floor, her glistening, oil-soaked ass cheeks just a foot in front of me, taunting me. She looked over her shoulder at me as she continued to touch herself, her fingers sticking out between her legs.
When it finally happened, it happened quickly.
"Oh god, Jake, just fuck me," she begged. "Please. I need your cock. I don't care about the money anymore."
At that moment, I didn't care either. Even today, far removed from that moment, there's no amount of money I would trade for that experience.
I was in motion almost before the words left her mouth. And I went straight for the prize. As slick and oil-soaked as we were, my cock slid into her instantly and completely, in one smooth motion.
The noise she made as my cock slid into her from behind is impossible to describe. It was part scream, part moan, part squeal, a sound of ecstasy and relief and pure animalistic passion. As I grabbed her slick hips and began thrusting into her, she came almost instantly, screaming "Oh fffuuuuck yes!" I felt her pussy tighten on my cock as it spasmed and her whole body convulsed. I stopped and pulled out of her, using every ounce of my willpower to keep myself from coming. I didn't want it to end so quickly.
When I'd regained my composure, I slid my cock back in. She looked back over her shoulder at me, a puzzled look on her face. She must have thought I'd come when she did. When it became clear to her that I was not done with her yet, a wicked smile flashed across her face. I leaned in and scooped an arm under her chest, lifting her torso up toward mine. She turned her head and we began kissing, passionately, as my hands caressed her oil-soaked breasts. The sensors attached to her chest popped off. I continued to fuck her from behind, our greased bodies sliding against each other.
Within minutes, it was clear that she was again building toward climax, moaning in between kisses. It was then that I pulled out of her and spun her around, lifting her back onto the chair. She immediately spread her legs and lifted them up, beckoning me to re-enter her. As I moved in, she held her hands out to touch my chest. As I entered her, she watched my cock, wide eyed. Soon we were kissing again, her legs up over my shoulders as I drilled her with my cock. The sensor above her clit popped off under the relentless pounding. Before long she was nearly gasping in pleasure.
Then her eyes widened. She started saying "Oh god... oh god... oh god...," over and over, her voice rising with each iteration. Finally, she cried, "You're gonna make me come again! Oh god yes!" and she threw her head back as her second orgasm gripped her.
As her pussy tightened on my cock, I'd finally reached my limit. I knew my own orgasm was imminent. Not knowing whether it was okay to come inside her, I pulled out. Not missing a beat, she reached down and grasped my cock with both of her hands, pumping it rapidly. I blurted out "Oh fuck, Abby!" as a tremendous orgasm washed over me. As my cum shot out all over her belly, her expression was one of pure joy and accomplishment, without a hint of regret, even though we both knew we'd just made ourselves $10,000 poorer.
When it was all done, I collapsed back on the floor on my knees, emotionally and physically spent. Abby slid down to join me. She kissed me again, gently, and pushed me down until I was lying flat on my back on the floor. She then nestled into me as I put an arm around her, her head resting on my shoulder. We both looked over at the clock on the door. Only 38 minutes had passed since Dr. Snyder had shut the door.
After a minute or so of silence, I was the first to speak. "There's no point trying to lie about this, is there? They'll know."
"Yeah, they'll know," she replied.
"So much for that $10,000."
"Yep. It's gone."
"You know, as badly as I needed that money, I don't think I'll ever regret what we just did. That was so...so..."
"Mind-blowing? Life-changing? Fucking amazing?"
I laughed, "Yeah, all of those things."
Abby lifted her head and propped herself up on her elbow as she looked at me. With her free hand, she carefully removed the sensors that were still attached to my chest, as well as the one remaining on her belly. "You know," she said, as she delicately untwisted and removed the sensor attached to my cock, "We've already blown the money. Let's not waste the rest of this time." She leaned in and kissed me.
Then she slid over on top of me, straddling my waist. She reached over and grabbed one of the massage oil bottles again. She turned it over and dumped the remaining oil down her chest and onto mine. Then she leaned forward and began sliding up and down on top of me, our bodies so covered in oil that she moved frictionlessly. As her legs and pelvis slid up and down over my cock, I could feel the blood already returning, my erection growing. After a minute of this incredible full body massage, I was once again as hard as a rock. As she slid down, my cock slid between her legs and up between her ass cheeks, halting her progress. No longer able to slide down, she moved from side to side, squeezing and sliding my cock between her legs. Then she'd slide up again, letting my cock fall back onto my stomach, only to lift it up again on her way back down.
Eventually, she reached back with her hand, grabbed my cock, and guided it inside of her. Once it was all the way in, she sat up. Placing her hands on my chest to support herself, she began grinding her hips into my cock. I put my hands on her hips, still slick with oil, and felt the rhythm of her movements.
To my delight, Wednesday's session began just as Monday's had, with Dr. Carter leading me to a room where Abby and Dr. Snyder were waiting. Once I was seated, Dr. Snyder spoke up. "Good morning. So, as you know, this is the last week of the study and there are only two more sessions left, including today's. We'll wrap things up on Friday if all goes well. Today is going to be just like the session on Monday. We're going to leave you two alone, with no monitor. Your task is the same as always."
And then he left. The timer on the back of the door began to count upward. Within seconds, we had both disrobed and were completely naked except from the sensors on various parts of our bodies. The awkwardness that had existed even as recently as the last session was almost completely gone. We were touching ourselves almost immediately, drinking in the sight of each other's naked bodies. In no time at all, I had a raging erection.
We were mostly silent for the first 15 minutes or so, until Abby finally spoke. "Tell me what you're doing to me in your mind."
I smiled. "I've got you bent over that chair. I'm cupping your breasts as I pound my cock into you from behind."
"Oh god. That's so good." She closed her eyes and tried to picture it too. Then, as if suddenly inspired, she spun around on her chair and climbed on her knees, leaning forward on the backrest and sticking her ass toward me. She wiggled it, teasing me, as she continued to touch herself, moving her hand up and down her pussy. She had such a tight, perfect little ass. At that moment, I wanted nothing more in life than to reach out and grab hold of it with both hands. It took every bit of my willpower not to.
After a minute she flopped back down on her seat. It was my turn. "Tell me what you're thinking," I said. "When you close your eyes, what are we doing?"
"Mmmm, let's see" she closed her eyes, still touching herself. "I'm sitting on your lap, riding up and down on your cock." Her voice was so seductive. "It's such a nice, hard cock. You've got your hands on my hips, grabbing them tight, your mouth on my breasts. I've got my arms wrapped around your neck..." She trailed off, momentarily lost in her fantasizing.
I hung on her every word. And when she stopped talking, I took the opportunity to reach for some massage oil from the cart. Abby opened her eyes as she heard the sound of the oil squirting into my palm. Her eyes went wide, as if she'd just had an idea. She reached for the other bottle of oil on the cart. But instead of squirting a small amount of it onto her hand, as I had done, she slowly unscrewed the cap. Then, flashing a devilish smile, she turned the bottle upside down, letting the clear, thick liquid dribble out onto her breasts and down onto her belly. She moved the bottle around, letting it dribble onto other parts of her body, her shoulders, her thighs, her pussy.
Then she put the bottle down and began to rub the oil in, all over, moving her arms slowly, making sure she touched everywhere she could. Soon her entire body was glistening, and the oil was everywhere, all over her chair and the floor around her feat. She smiled as she slid around on her now slick seat, her hips sliding left and right, back and forth, her oil-soaked fingers sliding in and out of her pussy.
Once I snapped out of my trance, I decided to follow her lead. I unscrewed the lid of my own bottle and quickly dumped a large amount of oil onto my chest. The oil ran down my stomach and onto my cock and balls. I put the bottle down and began rubbing the oil in, on my chest and shoulders, my legs, my ass, my cock. The oil was everywhere, and I couldn't help but slide around in my seat. It felt like being on a slip-and-slide. It was a sensory overload.
But the physical and tactile sensations I was feeling were nothing compared to the sight of Abby's lithe, oil-soaked body slithering around right in front of me, one hand stroking her clit and the other massaging her own breasts. I'd never seen anything more erotic in my entire life. I'd never been more turned on in my entire life.
And Abby looked like she was similarly overwhelmed by the intense eroticism of the moment, barely able to contain herself. She slid up and down, and then all the way down onto the floor, where she turned around and began sliding her chest up and down the seat of the chair, her knees on the floor, her glistening, oil-soaked ass cheeks just a foot in front of me, taunting me. She looked over her shoulder at me as she continued to touch herself, her fingers sticking out between her legs.
When it finally happened, it happened quickly.
"Oh god, Jake, just fuck me," she begged. "Please. I need your cock. I don't care about the money anymore."
At that moment, I didn't care either. Even today, far removed from that moment, there's no amount of money I would trade for that experience.
I was in motion almost before the words left her mouth. And I went straight for the prize. As slick and oil-soaked as we were, my cock slid into her instantly and completely, in one smooth motion.
The noise she made as my cock slid into her from behind is impossible to describe. It was part scream, part moan, part squeal, a sound of ecstasy and relief and pure animalistic passion. As I grabbed her slick hips and began thrusting into her, she came almost instantly, screaming "Oh fffuuuuck yes!" I felt her pussy tighten on my cock as it spasmed and her whole body convulsed. I stopped and pulled out of her, using every ounce of my willpower to keep myself from coming. I didn't want it to end so quickly.
When I'd regained my composure, I slid my cock back in. She looked back over her shoulder at me, a puzzled look on her face. She must have thought I'd come when she did. When it became clear to her that I was not done with her yet, a wicked smile flashed across her face. I leaned in and scooped an arm under her chest, lifting her torso up toward mine. She turned her head and we began kissing, passionately, as my hands caressed her oil-soaked breasts. The sensors attached to her chest popped off. I continued to fuck her from behind, our greased bodies sliding against each other.
Within minutes, it was clear that she was again building toward climax, moaning in between kisses. It was then that I pulled out of her and spun her around, lifting her back onto the chair. She immediately spread her legs and lifted them up, beckoning me to re-enter her. As I moved in, she held her hands out to touch my chest. As I entered her, she watched my cock, wide eyed. Soon we were kissing again, her legs up over my shoulders as I drilled her with my cock. The sensor above her clit popped off under the relentless pounding. Before long she was nearly gasping in pleasure.
Then her eyes widened. She started saying "Oh god... oh god... oh god...," over and over, her voice rising with each iteration. Finally, she cried, "You're gonna make me come again! Oh god yes!" and she threw her head back as her second orgasm gripped her.
As her pussy tightened on my cock, I'd finally reached my limit. I knew my own orgasm was imminent. Not knowing whether it was okay to come inside her, I pulled out. Not missing a beat, she reached down and grasped my cock with both of her hands, pumping it rapidly. I blurted out "Oh fuck, Abby!" as a tremendous orgasm washed over me. As my cum shot out all over her belly, her expression was one of pure joy and accomplishment, without a hint of regret, even though we both knew we'd just made ourselves $10,000 poorer.
When it was all done, I collapsed back on the floor on my knees, emotionally and physically spent. Abby slid down to join me. She kissed me again, gently, and pushed me down until I was lying flat on my back on the floor. She then nestled into me as I put an arm around her, her head resting on my shoulder. We both looked over at the clock on the door. Only 38 minutes had passed since Dr. Snyder had shut the door.
After a minute or so of silence, I was the first to speak. "There's no point trying to lie about this, is there? They'll know."
"Yeah, they'll know," she replied.
"So much for that $10,000."
"Yep. It's gone."
"You know, as badly as I needed that money, I don't think I'll ever regret what we just did. That was so...so..."
"Mind-blowing? Life-changing? Fucking amazing?"
I laughed, "Yeah, all of those things."
Abby lifted her head and propped herself up on her elbow as she looked at me. With her free hand, she carefully removed the sensors that were still attached to my chest, as well as the one remaining on her belly. "You know," she said, as she delicately untwisted and removed the sensor attached to my cock, "We've already blown the money. Let's not waste the rest of this time." She leaned in and kissed me.
Then she slid over on top of me, straddling my waist. She reached over and grabbed one of the massage oil bottles again. She turned it over and dumped the remaining oil down her chest and onto mine. Then she leaned forward and began sliding up and down on top of me, our bodies so covered in oil that she moved frictionlessly. As her legs and pelvis slid up and down over my cock, I could feel the blood already returning, my erection growing. After a minute of this incredible full body massage, I was once again as hard as a rock. As she slid down, my cock slid between her legs and up between her ass cheeks, halting her progress. No longer able to slide down, she moved from side to side, squeezing and sliding my cock between her legs. Then she'd slide up again, letting my cock fall back onto my stomach, only to lift it up again on her way back down.
Eventually, she reached back with her hand, grabbed my cock, and guided it inside of her. Once it was all the way in, she sat up. Placing her hands on my chest to support herself, she began grinding her hips into my cock. I put my hands on her hips, still slick with oil, and felt the rhythm of her movements.