The Test - Sex Stories

The Test

... as Erica settles into it, changing it. It's exquisite, delicious torture. Inside, the egg vibrates and massages her. Gabbi's fingers pull her pussy open and her clit hood back, the tip of her tongue flicking the sensitive tip of Erica's clit, over and over, before her mouth closes over it and she suckles hard on it.

Erica moans and cries out, weeps and pleads, but there's no escape. No relief. It's as if Gabbi is a robot, never tiring. When Gabbi's tongue leaves her, it's only to be replaced by fingers, still in their latex gloves. She seems to know every spot that makes Erica see stars.

And still, it's impossible to cum.

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When it stops, it seems to Erica as if she's been there in that room forever. As if her whole life, her whole world, has been reduced to tortured pleasure. Her body isn't her own. She has no control. Six hours has felt like a lifetime.

The antidote comes as a little pinprick in her arm. For some reason, Erica's expecting it to bring relief, but as she sits there, still naked on the bench, which has been lowered into a flat bed, she releases that's stupid. The antidote doesn't make her cum. It just makes it possible for ...

... her to cum. But they don't seem to have any intention of making her cum in the lab.

Gabbi, her face cleaned of Erica's juices, brings her her clothes and another drink, as if she didn't just spend two hours eating Erica's pussy. They put another form in front of her to sign. Matt's boss comes in just as Erica, with trembling hands, is putting her dress back on. She's smiling.

'Well done, my dear,' she tells Erica. 'We couldn't be more pleased with how that turned out. You were excellent.'

Erica tries to smile back, and the professor gives her an understanding look.

'Now, I know you must be feeling very worked up and aroused right now. Of course, we can't give you an orgasm. Ethics, you know. The test is over, so we can't do any more to you. But of course, you can go home and do whatever you want now. And I know that Matt here explained that this was an unpaid exercise, but we do want to express our gratitude.

'We're sending you home with another three doses of the orgasm blocker. It will be going on the market soon, but it will be very expensive, so this is our gift to you. And of course, we're including the same doses of the antidote too.'