The Test - Sex Stories

The Test

... can see herself reflected in it, spread open and immobile. She knows its one-side, though. On the other side of it are Matt, the professor, and quite possibly others Erica hasn't met. To them, it's a window, giving them a full, close-up view of her.

She's achingly horny. The arousal drug was rubbed into her pussy and clit by a woman in white latex gloves, who expertly massaged it over every inch and then inserted a finger inside her to massage some into Erica's pussy walls. She didn't speak, just applied the cream and disappeared. Erica didn't notice where she went. A pulsing need to cum flows through her, not just in her tingling clit but through her hips and torso. Her limbs. It's intense, making it hard to think. She squirms against the bonds, wishing she could touch her clit.

'Her pupils are very dilated,' a disembodied voice says through the screen. 'How much of the arousal cream did you give her?'

'Enough.' It's Matt's voice. 'She's fine. We know it's safe.'

'Right. Well, she should be ready now,' the other voice says, dispassionate and business-like. I'm starting the first vibration sequence.'

There's a click. A small opening appears in the mirrored surface, and through it slides a powerful-looking vibrator on a gleaming, metal pole. It glides forwards until it meets Erica's pussy. The smooth, silky head of it nudges itself into her folds and presses firmly against her aching clit. There's a shift and a wiggle, as if someone on the other side is ...

... adjusting it to get it in just the right position. Erica gives an experimental wiggle herself, but there's nowhere to go. She can move her pussy against the vibrator, just a little, but she can't lift herself off it.

It purrs to life, a sudden, delicious jolt just where she wants it most. Starting low, but quickly building to a steady, mid-level intensity, enough to make her squirm and her toes curl, and enough--under normal circumstances--to slowly build her up to a strong, satisfying orgasm.

Her pussy feels heavy, throbbing and aching with an arousal even greater than usual. Her nipples are hard and tender, even though nobody's touched them. It's hard to gather a string of thoughts together. All she's really aware of are the exquisite, humming vibrations on her clit.

Erica's head tilts back as she drifts away into pleasure, her hips grinding against the wand, lips parting as her breath comes in gasps. Somewhere at the edge of her consciousness, she can hear the murmur of the voices of the observers, but nothing matters except how good it feels.

The pleasure builds, threads of it lacing through her, out from her clit and all along her limbs. A tension building. She needs to cum. The need is strong and urgent, pushing out everything else. The vibrator buzzes on, and a sudden increase in intensity pulls a loud moan from her lips. She bucks in her bonds. She's there. She's going to...

She doesn't. The vibrator continues, merciless at its new strength, humming through her ...