Jackie & Heidi (Closed for Malvolio)

[Sylnaeve]

There was no light in the bedroom, except for a few thin slanting beams of dawn that came in through gaps int he pulled curtains. The room within was in disarray; drawers were pulled open on the dressers and some of the objects within scattered about, once neatly arranged books lay scattered on the floor, the computer was on and showing some sort of pornographic stream, the moans of the people on it soft in the room, and over all were women's clothes, in a trail leading about the room and more or less ending at the bed. The bed was a mess as well, comforter thrown off save for one side, sheets wrenched about and off the bed on two corners.

On under one of the disheveled sheets, a figure stirred slowly. "Uhh," came a woman's voice, groggy and slightly pained, "Uhnnn, wha...what time is it?" The sheet draped about her figure as she rose before it slid off to leave her half-siting, half-reclining on the bed and blinking in confusion. She looked at the alarm clock that was hanging half off of the dresser and then lifted a hand to rub the side of her head, fingers running through straight locks of a rich chocolate brown, "How did I get home...last thing I remember..."

***************​

10 Hours Earlier

Doctor Jacqueline "Jackie" Henry set down her iPhone with a sigh. Poor Gabe; he was upset with her again although he hadn't said it. Another cancelled date. If only he understood how important her work was and how necessary it was that she keep at it. She was extremely young for her position; not even thirty and already a biochemistry professor at Ivy University. There were many who thought she was too young, that she didn't belong, and if she did not keep her research going and keep publishing, they'd move against her.

But all the same, she would have to make it up to Gabriel, her boyfriend, and soon. Once she was sure that this formulation was behaving as expected.

Jackie was just under average height for a woman at 5' 3" tall. Her face was pretty but on the plain side of it; her features feminine but not fine or delicate and with nice but thin pink lips. Her eyes were a pleasing hazel color and she wore a pair of thin framed glasses, eschewing contact lenses as impractical or too much of a hassle. She wore very little in the way of make up; more of an after thought or slight acknowledgment of convention than anything else. Her hair was very nice; glossy and thick in a rich brown that she kept in a pixie-style bob cut. Her figure was similar to the rest of her appearance, nice but nothing superb. Her breasts were high and plush C cups though they were smaller than that indicated, her bust measurement only 30. Her waist was not as trim as she would have liked it, though she was not fat or even chubby, and her hips and ass were modest if pleasing.

She dressed conservatively; out of preference and practicality. One did not want exposed skin around the kinds of chemicals she worked with. She wore a white button down shirt with a black cardigan over it and a pair of black slacks with sensible shoes, a white lab coat over the whole ensemble.

Jackie moved about the lab with an iPad, making notes in it and checking the various treatments and formulas she had going; as she went, she drank from a no-spill mug she kept on hand. One was showing surprising results; mice who ingested the formula had a much higher rate of copulation than normal. They even seemed to be engaging it in almost...recreationally which was unheard of in most mammals. Only humans, dolphins, and certain primates did that. It wasn't the new vitamin/health infusions Jackie was trying to make but it was remarkable nonetheless.

Jackie slid onto a stool by a worktable and pulled up the latest data set. She set her mug down next to the beaker containing the latest batch of this most unusual formula to read through the results of the last test. Fascinating. Increased sexual responses but also morphological changes in the subjects themselves? Incredible! This...this could be huge!

Jackie reached out blindly for her mug and grabbed instead the beaker. Not looking, she brought it to her lips and drank deeply while her eyes scanned the pages of data in front of her. She smacked her lips; coffee was off a bit. She took another long drink and shook her head. This data was-

Sudden pain hit her; starting from her stomach and radiating out through her body. "Aggh!" She shuddered with it a few moments before it passed. "What was that?" Then she blinked and looked down at the empty beaker in her left hand. "Oh. Oh, that's n-"

The pain hit again and she couldn't even get words out this time. Her mouth opened in a silent scream and her hands convulsed; the empty beaker being tossed several feet to shatter on the floor. Jackie fell off of her stool onto the floor with a heavy thud. There was the sound of frantic motion; panting, a strange cracking sound that came with the clatter of plastic buttons hitting the tile and fabric ripping. The sounds of a thrashing body and whimpers went on, the whines become almost like moans. Then there was silence.

A hand reached up and a woman rose up to her feet, steadying herself on the counter of the worktable. She was taller than Jackie by four inches and had a lovely face with fine features and full, plush red lips that anyone could imagine kissing or any man envision wrapped around his manhood. She flinched and pulled the glasses off her face and blinked, seeing clearly without them, her eyes a vibrant blue. Her hair was a golden honey color and fell to her shoulders in luxurious waves. Her breasts were large, high, plush and luscious, heaving as she panted for breath, partly exposed from the burst buttons on the white button down she wore underneath an open black cardigan. Her waist was slim and her hips and ass flared out from it in a classic hourglass figure; her ass toned, tight, and tempting. Her black slacks hung off her waist a bit, threatening to slide down save for her hips and ass holding them on.

"...not good," she said in a warm, sensual voice. She smiled and licked her lips. "Great."

 

[Malvolio]

Gabriel Harris rolled his eyes. This was starting to become a regular event. Since he'd started dating Dr Jacqueline Henry a little over 3 1/2 months ago, she'd cancelled no less than 6 dates at the last minute. Gabriel had thought their relationship was really headed someplace. He was a successful hot shot lawyer with one of the city's most prestigious white shoe law firms. She was a brilliant young biochemist and one of the youngest faculty members at Ivy University. They had been introduced by his friend Dmitri Kremenski, who was in the office next to Jacqueline's in the biochemistry department.

At 33, the 6'2", dark haired, broadshouldered Gabriel had been a partner in the law firm for four years already, the youngest in the history of the firm. He'd developed an impressive track record both in the court room and in attracting large corporate clientele. The city's newspaper had declared him one of "the most eligible bachelors" in town with his chiseled "superman-like" features and handsome smile. To Gabriel, this had only served as a reminder of how much he was already married. To his career.

Jackie had been something of a breath of fresh air and made him realize how much he longed for something deeper in his life. Dmitri and Gabriel had been friends since their undergrad days and Gabriel had been best man when Dmitri married his beautiful former Miss Ukraine wife, Nadia, a few years ago. Dmitri and Nadia practically had to drag Gabriel to their cocktail party the fateful evening that he and Jackie met. Of course, it had been a clever set up all along. Dmitri had long thought they would be a good match, but previous efforts had fallen through when one or the other cancelled out at the last minute.

The connection between Gabriel and Jackie had been instantaneous and the couple had quickly become exclusive. However, as of late, Gabriel had begun to doubt the seriousness of Jackie's commitment. It wasn't another man he was concerned about, but her dedication to her work. Gabriel increasingly felt as if he was the only one willing to sacrifice work for their fledgling relationship.

The latest cancellation was particularly frustrating because he'd been offered NBA playoff tickets, center court, along with a big potential client. The prospect, Mr. William Drucker, was the founder and CEO of a large plastics company and a committed, conservative family man who would undoubtedly bring his matronly wife, Anne, along as well. When socializing with the Druckers, it was always best to appear equally conservative and family oriented. Jackie had known it was an important and valuable opportunity for Gabriel. He'd gone alone, fibbing that his girlfriend was under the weather with a bug that was going around.

Now, nearly 24 hours since she'd cancelled, Gabriel was growing even more upset. She hadn't called or texted. It was early afternoon on a Saturday and Gabriel had tried calling her several times. When she hadn't answered her cell or home phone, he grew worried and went by her apartment. He knocked on the door for a third time, a cold chill beginning to creep down his spine. What if something had happened to her?

 

[Sylnaeve]

Jackie started as she heard the knocking at the door; realizing then that's the sound that had woken her up. She looked around at the chaos of her room and felt a deep, cold fear clenching her guts. The scientist frantically searched the strewn about clothes looking for her robe.

What had happened? She remembered being at the lab and working and then being here. There was nothing in between. Not even a faint recollection or feeling. Just blank memory.

She winced as she bent down to pull her robe from where it had fallen under the bed. What was...her legs hurt. No, not her legs but between them. She shuddered; what the hell had happened to her?

There was another knock as Jackie got to the door and looked out of the peep hole. Gabe! She flung the door open, her robe somewhat askew and her appearance far from her normal polished look. "Gabe!"

Jackie all but threw herself against him, her arms hugging him. "Gabe, I-I'm really freaking out right now; please come in, I...I'm sorry about last night."

She stepped back into the luxury apartment, stumbling over something. "I was working and then the next thing I knew, I was waking up and...and everything's a mess, and I can't remember what happened last night." Jackie was shaking and her voice was trembling a bit, growing slightly shriller and more hysterical as she spoke.

The brunette whirled into her apartment, pacing and wringing her hands. "Look at this place! It's tossed around; I never keep anything out of place. I don't even remember leaving work, I...oh, what's going on?"

 

[Malvolio]

When the door to Jackie's apartment swung open, Gabriel was stunned at the sight that greeted him. Jacqueline had always been calm, cool and collected and her apartment had been meticulously neat and orderly. Now, it seemed as if a hurricane had hit both! Her normally well prepared hair was completely askew, her bathrobe hung open and slightly off one shoulder, and she was fumbling to put her glasses on. In the background, Gabriel could see the chaos that was once her apartment.

As she embraced him and ushered him inside, Gabriel looked around in stunned silence. She apologized and her voice grew increasingly shaky as she explained her bewilderment.

"Look at this place! It's tossed around; I never keep anything out of place. I don't even remember leaving work, I...oh, what's going on?"

"Jackie, slow down. Start from the beginning. What was the last thing you remember?" He struggled to calm her, pressing her to sit on the couch as he fetched her a glass of ice water.

As she struggled to recall the previous day and evening’s events, the sound of orgasmic moans caught Gabriel’s ear and he glanced toward her computer screen. The porn video openly playing was some sort of gangbang scene. "Er, were you, um, watching something before I arrived..." His voice trailed off and he began to suspect he might have caught Jackie in the midst of something. He shook his head. No, the apartment was too much of a mess and Jackie was borderline hysterical. Something else was going on. He listened to her recount the previous day’s events, leading up to her working the lab and then… waking up in her bed only minutes ago.

“Jackie, do you… remember anybody? Could you have been drugged and brought back here?” He began walking around the apartment as she talked a mile a minute, rambling on about possibilities ranging from stress, amnesia, PTSD, “roofies”, and even brain tumors. He paused in her bedroom, staring at her bed, sheets pulled half off the bed, the nightstand in disarray. A soft buzzing sound was coming from under the covers. He cautiously lifted the sheet to reveal an enormous vibrator lying there, its motor still clicking away on the highest setting.

“Jackie, were you drinking last night? Just be honest with me. Is there… somebody else? Is that why you didn’t call me?” He motioned at the vibrator, now lying in plain view.

Gabriel’s mind was now going in twenty different directions. Had she gotten drunk and brought somebody home? Come home by herself and done some self-pleasuring? Now the porn on the computer screen was making a little more sense. He glanced around and didn’t see any condom wrappers or signs of men’s clothing. The bed room did smell of sex however and the bed did look as if only one side had been used.

“Ok, Jackie, maybe you, um… need some space?” His question only brought Jackie to tears and he felt guilty for asking it. He embraced and comforted her, doing his best to calm her. “Maybe you’ve been working too hard. Why don’t you relax a little today. I need to go by the office and do a little work. I’ll come by this evening and bring some dinner. We can talk then? Ok?”

Gabriel smiled, kissed her gently on the cheek and left for the office. He needed to think further on whether he believed Jackie’s account of things or not.

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Arnold Watkins, one of the PhD candidates in the biochemistry department, was stunned at the sight before his eyes. He’d come in to check on some lab studies early on a Saturday afternoon and found the lab a mess. Test tubes and vials lay scattered about, a Bunsen burner was still on, papers were scattered about and chairs were knocked over. The lab’s general purpose computer was on and a porn clip was playing on a loop. The desk chair was pushed back and the seat was damp. A beaker laid on the floor, the outside coated in some kind of fluid.

As he picked up the papers, he noticed they were research notes from Dr Jacqueline Henry. Knowing Dr Henry to be a pretty tightly wound and conservative young faculty member, he figured somebody must have gotten into her things. Maybe some undergrads had broken into the lab, but there was no sign of forced entry and nothing seemed to be broken or stolen. He debated calling the campus police, but then thought twice. If Dr Henry had been hear last night or this morning, this whole thing might be very embarrassing to her. He liked her personally and didn’t want this to cause a stink, so he looked up her cell number in a campus directory.

“Hello, Dr Henry? Hi, it’s Arnold Watkins. I’m one of the PhD students in the department. I’m standing in the department lab and there are a bunch of your notes scattered around. Well, honestly, the place is a disaster and… oh, you are? Um, no, it’s just me here. Uh, sure, I’ll be here awhile. Ok, I’ll see you when you get here.”

Arnold hung up the phone and felt better for having called her. She said she’d be right over and seemed eager to address things.

 

[Sylnaeve]

Jackie looked at her phone for a few moments before sliding it back into her purse. She'd been about to walk out the door when Arnold called. Her apartment was finally straightened up again...though the big dildo that she'd apparently bought, finding a bag and a reciept under the bed, had no real place to go yet. For now she'd just stuffed it into her panty drawer out of shame.

She still felt scared. That fear was balanced by anger and some resentment. Gabe had gone, which was...good in a way. She got the feeling that he didn't believe her account; that he thought she was trying to duck him or cheating on him.

Cheating on him! With who? He was the one who met rich, beautiful people every day. She didn't even have a chance to cheat! She worked all the time she wasn't with him; not that he believed that apparently. And at work, who was she going to cheat with? Her colleagues, most of whom hated her, or her students, which would get her fired, sued, and possibly arrested?

Hmp! That asshole! If she were a worse person, she'd cheat on him now for sure! Not sure with how...Arnold Watkins...she remembered him now. He was kind of cute. Younger, which was also kind of nice. And he was a grad student under her which made it all kinds of illicit. And too risky. Fun to think about, even to imagine, but-

Jackie's purse went flying as she suddenly slammed back against her door as she felt pain suddenly exploded through her. "AhhH! God!" It seemed to come pouring out of her...starting from her...from her vagina and radiating out! She started to thrash and writhe; cries and soft whimpers escaping her.

Her eyes flew wide open; the dark brown in them visibly lightening until it was a yellowish hazel. Her face moved as if an invisible sculptor was working it; her cheekbones raising and sharpening, her jawline softening up and becoming narrower. Her lips swelled and plumped; engorging with blood to turn a lusty red from her normal pink. Her hair shook and then actually fell out all at once; a flood of brown falling to the floor before it seemed to crumble and fade away into fine dust. New, shiny golden hair flowed from her scalp immediately after the brunette locks fell; extending and twisting, a year's worth of growth in mere moments until honey blond hair fell to her shoulders.

There were cracking and creaking sounds as her shoulders raised and slimmed. Her whole body stretched upwards until she was a full five inches taller. Her waist suddenly shrank and her hips and ass ballooned before settling into larger but more rounded and honeyed proportions. Her sweater suddenly hung loose around her stomach and waist but tightened as her breasts visibly swelled until the material was taut and stretched; extending out at least ten inches and swelling more roundly. There was a snap as her bra gave way under the pressure of their new size.

Her brain screamed as it too changed. She felt heat welling up from her stomach, and a sudden, deep need for satisfaction and pleasure. The overwhelming need to be in control dribbled out of her mind, it's place filling with a desire to please and submit to the will of others. Her hands reached up to suddenly grab and squeeze her own breasts, and she cried out as she did so. Jackie felt herself tumbling away, vision fading and senses pulling back in on themselves. But there was a sudden feeling of another presence; as though she were no longer alone in her mind. It was...wild and hungry, and amused by her, she could feel. Then she knew nothing more.

The busty, gorgeous blond leaned back against the wall, panting. Then she giggled, her voice throatier than Jackie's. "Ohh, good to be back." She got up off the wall and looked down at her clothes; a sensible and conservative sweater that was not stretched over her breasts, a plain brown leather belt, loose slacks, and a pair of flats. "...Who dresses you?"

~~~~~~~~~​

"Hi, Arnold." The voice was not Dr. Henry's, though it was female. It was a smoky alto that almost dripped with sensuality. The speaker was standing in the doorway to the lab with a smile on full red lips and a gleam in her eyes.

She was wearing a dark red suit jacket that clung to her sides and stomach but was stretched to bulging over her enormous, high, pert breasts; the skin of her neck and cleavage hinting that she might not be hearing a blouse under it and a slick black skirt that stopped short of her knees. She walked forward on a pair of three inch heels and looked around the room, "Oh, poor Jackie! What a mess."

The blond shook her head, "I'm sorry but she's going to be a little delayed so she asked me to come here and clean this up. She's my cousin." She walked up to him and smiled, making no qualms about looking him over and then smiling wider, "My name is Heidi. Heidi Edwards."

She reached out to run a hand up his right arm, "You'll help me this, won't you? I promise I'll make it up to you." Heidi winked up at the young man, "You'll get a nice reward."

 

[Malvolio]

Arnold had gathered up the notes and assorted papers that had been strewn about and neatly stacked them on one of the countertops. Looking around further, he wondered why the vandals had left so much of the lab untouched. Had they been interrupted? Aside from the papers, a few test tubes and porn on the computer, it looked as if somebody in the middle of some lab work had simply stepped away.

"Hi, Arnold. Oh, poor Jackie! What a mess.”

When he heard the voice behind him, Arnold turned and exhaled sharply at the sight of the stunningly beautiful woman before him. She oozed of sex and his first reaction had been to stare at her enormous cleavage.

“Um, um, yeah, uh, hi!” He fumbled around for words, caught off guard by the unexpected sex goddess that had materialized in the science lab. His cock began to stir within his pants as he stared wide eyed at her. Arnold had never had much luck with women and being around an attractive girl made him nervous. Fortunately, this wasn’t much of a issue in the field of scientific research.

"I'm sorry but she's going to be a little delayed so she asked me to come here and clean this up. She's my cousin."

As she approached him, he nervously shifted his weight back and forth between his left and right feet. Cousin? Jacqueline hadn’t mentioned a cousin, but he had to admit she was definitely better looking than Dr Henry and, given the choice about who to spend a slow Saturday afternoon with, he’d take this woman in a heartbeat.

Was she looking him over? He inhaled deeply, not breathing for a few seconds, trying to puff up his chest a little. What am I doing, he thought to himself. Stop acting like an idiot, Arnold. Just talk to her, like your friends say you should. She’s just another woman afterall.

"My name is Heidi. Heidi Edwards."

“I’m… Arnold,” he practically whispered. Clearing his throat and exhaling, Arnold regained some of his composure. “But, um, heh heh, you already know that.”

As she touched his arm, his pulse jumped. Her hand slid up his arm, sending an electric jolt of excitement through him. His cock swelled further, becoming plainly evident now. Arnold was practically frozen on the spot.

"You'll help me this, won't you? I promise I'll make it up to you. You'll get a nice reward."

Arnold swallowed hard as she winked at him. Was she… actually coming on to him? The entire scene had begun to take on a surreal quality, like an absurd “Letter to Penthouse”.

“Um, sure, yeah, of course. I, uh, already stacked the papers over here. Not sure what Dr Henry was working on, but it looked pretty important. I turned off a Bunsen burner that was still on too. And, um, there was some, um… stuff playing on the computer. It was… well, it was a porn video and I closed the web site.” Arnold blushed a little as he mentioned the video.

“Your cousin has, um, kinky tastes,” he laughed nervously, then instantly regretted ever mentioning the video. That was a private matter and he shouldn’t have been telling Dr Henry’s cousin! Arnold, you idiot!

 

[Sylnaeve]

He was cute! So nervous and awkward but she was sure there was a tiger under it all. Heidi laughed when he mentioned the porn on the computer, "Oh, does she ever! Not that she'd admit it; poor Jackie is so straight laced and so repressed!"

Heidi walked about the lab, looking at this and that and straightening things absently. "But you know, I visited Jackie last night and it was actually me that was watching that movie." She looked over at the young graduate student and grinned, "I love that sort of thing. You watched a little before you shut it off, right? Did you like it?"

She bit her lower lip and strode towards the young scientist, her hips swaying. "I made a lot of this mess too, I'm afraid. Science is so boring to me and I wanted some action, but Jackie just wasn't having it so I pushed the issue a little." She shrugged and chuckled, "So I made you have to do this, I'm sorry, Arnold."

Heidi was in front of him now, approaching until she backed him up against the desk in the room. "But I'll make it up to you, cute boy. I owe you a reward, but I should also be punished for making a mess, don't you think? So. Why don't you go close the lab door and then...you can have me do whatever you want."

The busty blond reached up to run a hand down one of his arms, the other rubbing his left thigh. "Whatever you want," she repeated with a smile that promised sinful delight. "Anything on that video, though we don't have some of the equipment here, I suppose. Or anything else you've ever seen or imagined."

She leaned back from him to create enough space between their bodies for her hands; quickly unbuttoning her suit jacket and then letting it fall open. She was bare beneath; her creamy, flawless skin exposed, her taut stomach open to his gaze, and her huge, high, round tits rising and falling as she breathed. "What do you say, Arnold? I know you've got a few hours before your next class. Let's do some chemistry right here."

 

[Malvolio]

"Oh, does she ever! Not that she'd admit it; poor Jackie is so straight laced and so repressed!"

Arnold rolled his eyes knowingly. "Heh, yeah, um, heh... yeah, she is wound a little tight. Sometimes you just, you know, need to let go."

He watched Heidi, fidgeting nervously as she paced around the lab, moving things to and fro. He stared at her lips, thinking about the porno. He'd watched about 10 minutes of it before saving the link and mailing it to himself to finish watching later. He'd been terrified someone would walk in and catch him watching a lesbian bondage flick.

"But you know, I visited Jackie last night and it was actually me that was watching that movie. I love that sort of thing. You watched a little before you shut it off, right? Did you like it?"

Arnold was shocked by Heidi's revelation, his jaw visibly falling open. "Y-you? You like that? For real?" Arnold was completely titillated and aroused at this, not realizing he was revealing that he'd watched the video. "I mean, the one girl was tied up and being fucked in every hole and seemed to get more and more turned on. And the Dominitrix was getting off using that double vibrator on the slave girl's mouth while fucking herself. And the..."

His words trailed off, realizing he'd gotten carried away while thinking out loud about the clip.

Heidi smirked knowingly at him for a moment, then strode toward him with purpose. Watching her hips sway further stroked his growing lusts. He would have sold a testicle for a chance to fuck her.

She backed him up to the desk, and while he heard her words he didn't comprehend them. His mind was spinning with carnal desires. Every fourth word made it through. "... reward... punished... close... door... have... whatever..."

Her touch snapped him back to the present. "Whatever you want." Her shitty grin told him she was serious and ready to play. "Anything on that video, though we don't have some of the equipment here, I suppose. Or anything else you've ever seen or imagined."

Arnold swallowed hard in disbelief. His mind swam with possibilities, a mixture of vanilla, kinky, perverse, degrading, wicked, and downright vile.

As she stepped back and opened her jacket up, revealing herself in all her abundant nude glory, he gasped loudly. This had now become his wildest sexual fantasy come true.

"What do you say, Arnold? I know you've got a few hours before your next class. Let's do some chemistry right here."

His cock swelled and tented his pants. Now or never, Arnold, he whispered to himself. His eyes narrowed, a trickle of sweat running down his cheek. If she was putting him on, he was going to get slapped. Maybe even slapped with a sexual harassment suit. Holding his breath, Arnold darted to the door, slammed it shut and quickly locked it. He whirled to face Heidi and issued his command in a soft, but commanding voice.

"Masterbate yourself. Here, now, in front of me. Talk like a dirty slut who needs to be punished and then beg to suck my cock. Then give me the best blowjob I've ever had."

(Not that Arnold had much to compare it against...)

 

[Sylnaeve]

The graduate student's voice was soft but the tone of command in it was unmistakable. Her slutty, forward personality was wrapped around a core mentality that wanted to lose control; or rather to give it to another. Heidi's eyes fluttered and her lips parted again as she felt a sensual thrill run through her body at his words, "Oh, Arnold...yes."

The buxom blond turned around to face away from him, bending over as her hands found the snap of her skirt. She hooked her thumbs into both it and her panties, pulling them down together to reveal a pert ass that had just enough flesh to be enticing and good to grab and fondle but still be tight and firm. She looked at him between her legs as her hands groped her own ass and then pulled the cheeks apart to show a pink rosebud asshole that was perfectly clean and healthy looking.

She stood up then, now wearing only her heels, and turned back to face Arnold before pulling herself up onto one of the lab tables. She nibbled her lower lip and them smiled as she spread her legs to reveal a perfect, shaved pussy; lips already glistening with her arousal. "Ohh, Arnold," she cooed, running her hands down her body, taking a moment to heft and squeeze her tits. "I've been so bad, so naughty, acting like a dirty, slutty, tease and I should be, ohh," her fingers reached her sex and she gasped, "treated like the whore I am."

A pair of fingers spread her hot, wet sex open for him to see her inner beauty, "Just thinking about you, about your cock, about how much I want it, need it, makes me so wet and hot I just have to-ahh, touch my slutty little cunt!" As she spoke, the fingers of her free hand moved down to stroke and pet her sex before slipping up to start rubbing her clit.

She closed her eyes, loving the sensations and loving even more his eyes watching her every move. "God, Arnold, I'm such a dirty, naught slut! I need to be treated like the whore I am, used and taken, treated like a cum hungry, cock addict bitch!"

Her eyes flew open as she slipped a finger inside herself, "Uhhn! Ohh, fuck! Please, Arnold, please, let this slut suck your cock. I want it, need it so much it almost hurts! I'll make it good, the best you've ever had, let you do anything with it; slap my face, gag me, choke me with your dick! Just to feel it on my lips, throbbing in my mouth, that's why I came here, that's what I wanted, your cock using my pretty face, fucking my throat, please!"

 

[Malvolio]

Arnold watched, a look of utter fascination on his face. This woman was incredible. A beautiful, horny woman, begging to suck him off and for him to do all sorts of dirty things to her. His cock stood at full attention and he had to open his pants to free it from its cotton restraints.

"Come over and suck my cock, slut. I'm gonna slap you with my meat and then jizz all over your fucking slutty face."

Arnold grinned, a dark, twisted look crossing the nerd's face. "Get on your knees and suck, slut," he demanded. As she kneeled, he slapped his dick against her cheeks several times. "Fuckin' whore!" he hissed.

At first he merely stood and watched, transfixed by the sexual performance art before him. Her mouth felt incredible on his cock, like a... like a warm apple pie, he laughed to himself!

Seizing the back of her head, he suddenly pulled her forward sharply, gagging her with his rod. He held her in place as she squirmed uncomfortably, then realized she hadn't gagged much at all. She didn't have a gag reflex! Holy shit! Grinning from ear to ear, Arnold began vigorously, forcefully fucking her mouth.

"Suck it, slut! Suck it! Mmm, fuck, yeah!"

He was getting carried away. Every few seconds, he pulled out of her mouth, slapped his cock and balls against her face, then thrust back in. After a minute or two, he demanded that she suck his balls. After a few minutes of that, he went back to her mouth.

His cock was tensing up now, getting ready to release. He smiled and laughed again. "I'm gonna cum, bitch. I'm gonna cum right in your face and mouth and then wipe my jizz in your hair. Then you're gonna get yourself off with those test tubes."

 

[Sylnaeve]

Heidi let out little squeals of feigned shock mingled with delight as Arnold slapped her with his cock. Oh, that was hot! She knew he was a tiger under it all! "Ah! Oh! Yes, Arnold, sir, just a whore! A whore for this hot, hard dick!"

She went to work, giving him her best blowjob. Her tongue moved as her head bobbed up and down on his shaft, caressing every inch and veiny ridge on his turgid prick. He took charge of her after a few minutes, pulling out to slap her with his manhood; spattering her face, neck, and tits with salive and pre-cum. Then he did one better.

Heidi let out a muffled cry of delight as he took hold of her head and started to fuck her face. Yes! Oh, fuck yes! This was what she loved; being taken, being used! God, she was so wet!

When he announced he was going to cum, she started to suck harder, even as he hammered madly away at her face; his hips pistoning wildly. Then she felt him tense up and the first blast of his spunk hit her throat.

Heidi let out a moan around his meat; her eyelids fluttering as though she were about to cum herself. Her throat moved, swallowing his hot, heavy, sticky, stinking cream down as he shot it into her. It felt like dirty, sinful heaven being on her knees, a cock in her mouth, cum filling her stomach.

Arnold pulled out and jerked her head to one side, true to his word he pushed his sticky, wet dick into her pretty blond hair and began to wipe it off. "Oh, Arnold, so much cum, and it tasted so good," she cooed, "Clean off that big, meaty dick in this slut's hair, baby."

He pushed her away then and she looked up at him, licking her lips. Time for the rest of his orders. She stood up and stretched, "Mm, now you want me to get off with...these?" Heidi picked up a pair of test tubes, one much larger than the other. She giggled and then hopped back up on a lab table, splaying her leg so he could see her pink, soaking wet sex and then lifting her hips to show off her asshole too. "Need to get off like a slut for you, Arnold."

She licked the smaller test tube all over and then sat up and bent forward, displaying incredibly flexibility as she slid it down and rubbed it over her pussy, teasing her clit with it, "Fuck! Only wish...mmm, these were cocks..." Then she moved it lower and pushed it, with no apparent resistance, into the pink rosebud of her ass, "AHh! Ohhh, fuck, yes!" The bigger test tube went next, driven up into her pussy and making her squeal and writhe on the tabletop, "So good! Ohhh!"

Heidi began to pump them, one in each hand, together in and out of her holes. All the while she kept her eyes on Arnold, moaning and gasping, "Fuck, won't, uhh, take long for me to-ohH! Cum like a bitch in heat! See me, Arnold? See me obeying you? Fucking myself with fucking lab equipment and wishing it was your cock?"

 

[Malvolio]

Arnold threw his head back and groaned loudly as he came, his cum pumping into Heidi's eager mouth. It was clear Heidi relished being used and ordered around. What Arnold hadn't expected was how dirty she could be and how eager she had been to truly be treated like a slut. Stream after stream of jizz erupted from his swollen dick, gushing into Heidi's mouth and down her throat. Only when he was finished would he marvel at how much she had made him cum and how she had swallowed almost every last drop. Right now, he was savoring his orgasm, which seemed to go on and on.

"Oh, fuuuuuck, yes!" he groaned. "Aaahhhhhh! Fucking slut. You love sucking cock, don't you? You love the feel of a hard dick in your mouth, on your lips. Warm cum shooting down your throat. Being used like a cheap whore. I bet you can't get enough of it. Does you cousin know what a slut you are, Heidi?"

Arnold grunted, pulled his drained cock from her mouth. He pushed her head to the side, seized a handful of her thick long blonde hair and began wiping his cock clean.

"Something to remember me by, slut."

"Oh, Arnold, so much cum, and it tasted so good," she cooed, "Clean off that big, meaty dick in this slut's hair, baby."

Arnold laughed and pushed Heidi away. He watched with wanton desire as she stood and climbed onto the table, beakers in hand. When she displayed her beautiful hairless pink pussy and tight little asshole, he licked his lips, briefly toying with the idea of eating her snatch instead. But he wanted to see what the slut was going to do next.

He was amazed at her flexibility as she inserted the tubes into her pussy and ass and began to masterbate herself with them. His limp cock stirred slightly. This was so fucking incredibly hot it was getting him hard again! His jaw dropped as she slid the smaller tube into her anus so effortlessly. Her eyes stayed locked on his as she squealed and moaned. She was putting on a show, no doubt, but also genuinely getting off on it and by being watched by him.

Unconsciously, Arnold began to stroke his once flaccid member and soon it once again stood erect. He shuffled over to her, muttering words of encouragement. "Yeah, that's it, slut. Get yourself off. You DO wish those were dicks, don't you, cock-slut? I bet you'd love for me to cum all over your face and tits, huh?"

He climbed up on the counter, stood on his knees about Heidi's face, and slapped his now semi-hard manhood across her mouth and cheek. "Kiss it, slut! Beg for me to cum all over you. I bet you'd love to be covered in my cum, huh?"

Arnold was tempted to try to fuck her right then and there, but his exhausted dick remained only partially erect. The poor science nerd had his limits.

With another loud groan, he came, warm seed spraying out directly onto her forehead, cheeks and neck. He swung it around wildly, hitting her shoulders and breasts, then let the last it dribble into her hair.

"Now suck it clean, cunt," he laughed, again presenting his (now thoroughly deflated) cock to her mouth.

Arnold knew he was running out of steam quickly, but he definitely wanted to see Heidi again. He climbed down off the counter and his cockiness (no pun intended) faded.

"So, here's my cell number," he said, handing her a piece of paper. "Clean up the rest of the lab and call me sometime. I'm leaving."

Arnold pulled up his pants, grabbed his things and made a hasty exit out the door. He was nervous that somebody else could come by the lab and didn't want to risk being caught in a compromising position. He was a grad student after all!

 

[Sylnaeve]

Heidi's moans only grew louder as Arnold began to stroke his cock again and talk to her in those dirty, humiliating words! God, it made her so hot! He was such a stud, who knew?

Now if she could only get him hard enough to fuck her...she wanted a real dick today!

She cried out as he slapped her face with his cock, creaming for the first time on the test tubes as he excoriated her. Heidi nodded, "Yes, Arnold, God, yes! Cumming just from the touch of your dick!" She kissed it when he ordered her too; peppering the semi-hard length with kisses, "Please, Arnold, please, stud, give me your cum! Shoot it all over me and cover me with it! I need to feel your spunk on my face and my big tits, want it in my hair!" She chewed her lower lip, "God, this slut needs your cum so much, please give it to me!"

She came again, harder, when he groaned and shot his wad all over her. Her lovely face was a study of rapturous joy as the jets of hot, thick nerd jizz splattered on her fair skin. Those ruby red lips opened for his cock and she sucked greedily, slurping the last dregs of his orgasm off and out of him and swallowing.

Heidi slipped off the table as he left, laughing softly. Poor kid. If he just let himself go...well, she'd give him another shot later. And she was so sending his cell phone dirty pictures.

The busty blond grunted as she pulled the test tubes out, slick and wet with her pussy juices. She thought about washing them off but then grinned and instead moved to put them in one of Jackie's desk drawers. She wanted to just leave at that point...but Arnold had ordered her to clean the place, and she...oh, she had to obey when someone was being so strong and sexy!

~~~~~​

Thirty minutes later, a once again dressed Heidi walked out of the lab. It was set all nice and proper now; save for the pussy covered test tubes in Jackie's desk. But now she was at a loss. She wanted more fun, and this time she wanted at least one cock in her pussy, not just in her mouth or rubbing on her.

What was a girl to do?

 

[Malvolio]

Sam and Luis were a pair of university maintenance workers. They were on their lunch break, sitting on the steps to the second floor of the science lab building when the sound of clicking heels caught their attention. Looking up, both were stunned by the sight of the smoking hot blonde in a tight jacket and short skirt descending the staircase. They stared at Heidi, unsure of what to make of her. She definitely wasn't an undergrad and looked a little older than a typical grad student. And dressed like that, she sure didn't look like any of the stuffy academic types that populated these halls.

"Yow!" Luis whistled aloud.

Sam chuckled and motioned at Heidi. "Hey, baby, who're you supposed to be?"

Listening to her response, the two men got their nerve up a little further. Since she didn't work here, they couldn't be reprimanded.

"Nice jacket, chica. Why don't you show us what you got underneath it, eh?" laughed Luis.

"And under the skirt too, while you're at it!" Sam snorted.

"Ah, fuck it, just strip!" Luis roared. "Show us your tits!"

Both men erupted with loud, brash laughter, not really expecting the object of their taunts to respond much.

 

[Sylnaeve]

Heidi smiled as she heard the men cat calling her. As the one asked who she was supposed to be, the busty blond turned and winked, "Your dream come true, boys!"

She was walking towards them as they started up again; her smile growing wider. Mm. Both men looked older than her and in decent shape, though hardly anything great. They called out for her to lift up her skirt, and then just strip, laughing all the while.

It wasn't until she was barely ten feet from them that they seemed to notice she actually hadn't left or even looked scandalized. Instead, her hands moved to her jacket, pulling it open to display her generous, rounded tits to their astonished eyes. She licked her lips and reached down to unzip her skirt, letting it slide down her leg.

"That's the jacket and skirt, boys." Heidi cocked her hips to one side, a hand on a hip and that teasing, eager, sultry smirk on her lips. "But if you want the panties off, maybe we should go somewhere other than the hall, huh? Unless you're into that kind of thing. ...I am, but some guys get performance anxiety in public, I hear."

 

[Malvolio]

The two men quickly exchanged a look of disbelief. Sam whistled a low sound of disbelieving 'wow'. Luis could only stare at Heidi's enormous breasts, his manhood quickly stiffening and tenting his pants.

"Uh, um, yeah," Sam murmured. He cleared his throat, regaining his self-control in order to dispel his disbelief. He still wasn't sure if this woman was for real or messing with them, crazy, drunk, stoned, or all four. And he really needed this job, no matter how bad he wanted to fuck this hot bitch's cunt and ass. "So if you're 'into' the whole public thing, why don't you take off those panties right now?" he snorted.

"Fuck that," Luis laughed. "C'mon down the hall to one of the empty class rooms, baby. I'll give you what you need there, eh?"

Luis ushered her down the hall, Sam hurrying behind him. Both men were in their mid-30s and while not the most fit, they were in decent shape and eager for some fun.

The class room was small with room for about 20-25 students and had a small lecturn, projector and computer set-up, and an old chalk board on wheels. Sam shut and locked the door, drawing the shade down over it. The shades on the three windows were also drawn to keep the warm sun out and keep the building cool over the weekend.

Luis casually tossed Heidi's clothes, which he'd carried, to the side. "Ok, chica," he laughed. "Where you want it first, eh? You look like the kind of girl who likes it in her pussy and her ass."

"Yeah!" Sam roared in delight. "That's what I was thinkin' too! Only I'm gonna fuck her first!"

"Fuck you, Sam, the slut's mine!" Luis retorted angrily.

"Nah, here's what we're gonna do. We flip a coin. Winner picks... cunt, ass, mouth. Then after a minute, he backs off and the loser picks a different hole to fuck. Then we keep switching off again and again each after a minute, each rotating to a different hole. Last guy to cum gets to fuck the last hole while the other guy jerks off over her tits."

Luis laughed at Sam's crude suggestion. "Yeah, let's fuckin' do it, man!"

"But first some entertainment." Sam turned on the projector and pulled up a porn site. The room was soon filled with the ubiquitous sounds of cheesy porn music and loud grunting and groaning. The hot blonde in the video was getting gang banged by at least seven men.

Luis fished a quarter from his pocket and tossed it in the air. "Call it."

"Tails!" Sam barked. Both men leaned forward to check the results.

"ALRIGHT!" Sam yelled. "Bend over that podium, slut. Sam's gonna take you doggie style!" He began undoing his pants. "I call cunt."

"Well, I'll start with her ass when it's my turn. I wanna hear her moan and beg for us to fuck her harder." Luis dropped his pants, unveiling his long thin rod.

"Just keep your dick the fuck away from mine, shit head," Sam grunted as he released his slightly shorter, but enormously thick cock. "But I bet you're the kind of bitch who likes being treated like a fuckin' whore, huh? I bet you get off on that funky kind of shit."

Sam pushed Heidi up against the podium and moved to get behind her. He gave her ass a sudden, sharp slap and demanded "Present your cunt, bitch!"

The woman on the video was screaming in ecstacy now. "Ooooohhhh fuck yesssss!"

 

[Sylnaeve]

"You didn't ask, stud," Heidi replied when Sam asked why she hadn't taken her panties off yet. And as if to prove her point, she hooked her thumbs into the waist band and tugged them down her legs then and there.

She smiled at Luis as he urged her to a classroom and followed him without a moment's pause, her hips swaying from side to side and her glorious tits bouncing a bit with each step. She could hear the other man coming behind her and grinned a bit at hearing his breath already coming a little faster.

Heidi strode around the room while the men locked it and then began to argue over what they would do to her and in what order. She laughed and leaned back against the desk in front of the room, groping her tits with both hands. She didn't have to intervene however, as they quickly devised a way to work it out between them.

God, it was a hot one too. Her method of being fucked left up to chance; a random coin flip deciding who would drill her where with a hot, hard cock. It made her wet just thinking about it.

She watched the porn Sam put up with interest and envy. Seven gorgeous cocks all at once? That slut on the video was a lucky girl! If only Heidi would have that many..."You choose good movies, handsome. God, makes me want to get plowed by the both of you even more."

When Sam won the toss and ordered her to bend over, Heidi laughed and beamed, "Oh, yes, sir, Sam! I can't wait!" Oh, if only uptight Jackie could see herself now! Breasts mashed against the lectern as she bent herself over, ass in the air, about to get fucked hard by the black maintenance man.

She was about to answer him when he suddenly pushed her up against the podium, smacking her ass hard. She cried out, her head going back, and then moaned, "Oh, yesss, Sam!" Her legs flew apart and her ass raised in the air to display her wet, hot cunt to him. "Presented for you, big man! Now, please, please fuck me! I need a big, thick dick in me, stirring up my insides and taking me like the fuckslut I am!"

She licked her lips and looked back at him as best she could, "God, give it to me, please. I fucking need it!"

 

[Malvolio]

Sam laughed, enjoying Heidi's pleas. "Oh yeah, I'm gonna give it to you, slut." His meaty hands roughly seized her ass as he pressed his cock against her. It probed around, seeking her pussy, poking her ass sharply in the meantime. Sam was surprised when Heidi seemed to wiggle her butt in response. She clearly relished the thought of being fucked in the ass as much as in the pussy.

Sam's cock finally found her eager cunt and slid inside, her pussy lips wrapping tightly around his thick, fat cock. Grabbing at her long blonde hair, Sam began to move his hips, sawing at Heidi's sex. Picking up speed, he began grunting and talking dirty in her ear.

"You fuckin' slut, you're just beggin' to get fucked in all your holes, ain'tcha? I bet you'd damn near do anything for a fuck, wouldn't you? And I saw you watchin' that video. I bet you wish you were gettin' gang banged like that, huh, slut?"

"My turn, my turn!" Luis eagerly demand as he watched the clock on the wall tick past the one minute mark. Sam pulled out and stepped back as Luis stepped in. Luis quickly spit on his hands, rubbed it onto his cock, then pressed his erection against her ass and with a swift, sharp move plunged it deeply into her ass. Expecting to bottom out, Luis as stunned at how far into her he could go and how she didn't tense up in pain as did practically every woman into which he'd ever plunged his long prick.

"Ohhhh, fuuuuuck! Fuckin' ayy! Dios mio!"

His hands reached around and aggressively grabbed at Heidi's enormous tits, squeezing, pinching, and pulling as he began slapping his hips against her ass and thighs. "You like dick in your ass, whore? I bet you do! Only a whore gives up her ass without so much as telling a guy her name."

Sam glanced up at the clock. "Ok, slut, get ready to suck me off. Get on your motherfuckin' knees like the whore you are and blow me! Suck my motherfuckin' dick, ho!"

Luis pulled out and slapped her ass hard! "I'm taking your cunt next, slut!"

Heidi wasn't even on her knees yet when Sam's fat paws roughly seized both sides of her head and yanked her down onto his cock. He immediately drove it deeply into her throat. "Deep throat my dick, slut! Fuckin' deep throat it! And moan 'cause I know you love it!"

Luis suddenly got on the ground behind Heidi and pulled her ass up in the air, trying to get at her cunt ahead of time.

"Hey, asshole..." Sam started.

"Fuck you man. Keep fuckin' her face, I'm fuckin' this pussy now!"

Luis's cock suddenly jabbed deeply into Heidi's pussy, his fingers parting her cunt lips and rubbing at her clit. He began picking up speed, eagerly ramming her from behind as Sam continued forcefully fucking her face.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Luis moaned and his load erupted into Heidi's juicy cunt. "Aaaahhhhhh!" he groaned.

"Fuck yeah," Sam laughed. "Her ass is mine... my... whooooaaaahhh!" Sam groaned as he suddenly came in Heidi's mouth, thick spunk filling her mouth and throat. He suddenly pulled his cock out and pointed it so the second half of his load shot Heidi square in the face, covering her mouth, nose, cheeks, eyelids and forehead with his jizz.

"How ya like me now, slut?" he laughed.

 

[Sylnaeve]

Heidi giggled, in heaven as she felt Luis' load swirled in her hot pussy by his slender, long rod and Sam's heavy batter coating her face. She opened her mouth to show his cum inside and then closed it and swallowed, gulping down the seed he'd fed her all at once. She opened her mouth to show that it was gone and licked her lips, tasting him again, "Ohh, I like you very much, stud. Both of you."

Sam laughed again, "Damn, you a dirty slut, all right!" He reached down and grabbed her tits, squeezing them hard. "And you better like it, bitch, I'm gonna give you a whole lot more."

"Me too," Luis pulled out of her cunt with a happy sigh, giving her ass a hard slap. He grinned at Sam, "You got it all over her, man, you know you're supposed to put it in a bitch, right?"

"Fuck you," Samn retorted. "She looks good in my jizz, and she drank plenty. I'mma fill that ass up too."

"Oh, I can't wait!" She looked back at Luis, "You'll cover me in cum too, won't you? I want to feel it so bad, all over me, dripping off my whore body..."

Luis blinked and then laughed, "Dios mio, girl. You'll get it all right."

Sam walked over to the teacher's chair and sat down, leaning back and stroking his dick. "Get over here and get that ass on this cock, slut."

Heidi giggled, "Ohh, yes, please!" She stood up and reached back as she did so, taking hold of Luis' dick and tugging, making him follow her as she went to where the black maintenance man was waiting.

The two men looked past her and nodded. Heidi then squealed as Luis turned her around and grabbed her hips, Sam leaning forward to take hold of her by her tits, and the two men then lifted her into the air. "Oh, you're both so strong!"

"Believe it, bitch," Sam answered. He moved her over, "Little more...there we go. Drop her down, man." Luis grinned and released his hold on Heidi; the blond falling with her asshole right over Sam's hard, waiting cock.

She screamed as it impaled her; stretching her rosebud wide and sinking in deep, but it was a cry that was all pleasure, no pain. Sam blinked in disbelief, astonished that this white woman had taken his ebony rod so easily in her back door.

She writhed on top of him, her ass squeezing his cock as she did so, "God, fuck! Don't make me wait! Fuck my ass! Ram me with that big black cock, right fucking now!" Her eyes flashed as she looked at Luis, "And you, give me yours too, need that hot Latin meat, please!"

 

[Malvolio]

Sam and Luis were stunned by the brazen sluttiness of this woman. Their cocks swelled and bulged painfully, demanding a quick release.

"Fuckin' yeah, bitch!" Sam bellowed as he began forcefully slamming his dick deeper and deeper into her ass. "You fuckin' 'ho! You's a skanky ass, cum-guzzlin', cock cravin' slut! Beg, slut, beg! You want 'mo meat? 'Mo cock? Yeah, I could keep cummin' on your slut body and in yo' 'ho ho's all fuckin' day, but that still wouldn' be enough deep dickin' for you, huh 'ho?"

Sam grabbed at her hips, his rhythm increasing, his cock and hips now violently pounding away at her ass.

Luis meanwhile was stroking his cock in front of Heidi's face. "You want some more cum on those titties, eh?" His long cock slapped across her still cum-coated face, sending some of it running down her nose and over her lips.

"Pump my dick yourself slut! You want cum? Fuckin' get it yourself, chica!" Luis taunted her, waving his dick before her breasts.

The woman in the video was now screaming and moaning, the men groaning loudly as they came all over her body.

Sam tugged hard at Heidi's hair to get her attention back to him and away from Luis and the screen. "What's yo' name, slut? 'Cause I'm gonna come lookin' for yo' ass to fuck again some time. I'm gonna bring my whole crew an' fuck you like that bitch. We gonna make our own lil' porno!" His braying laugh could almost drown out the sounds from the video.

"How many dicks you had in your ass and cunt at the same time, bitch? I bet you would take a buncha dicks at the same time, huh?"

"AAAAYY-YAY-YAY!" Luis moaned as his dick erupted and sprayed sticky cum over Heidi's breasts. "Oh fuck yeah! You fuckin' love cum, don't you, slut? All over your slutty body eh?" Seizing his cock again, Luis wiped it across her abdomen and pinched her clit. One of his hands scooped some of the jizz off her tits and smeared it in her face, rubbing it against her mouth and nose. "Eat that, slut! How's that taste, eh?"

Sam continued to bounce her up and down, slapping his hips into her ass. His grunts grew louder and louder. "Get ready, slut! I'm gonna flood yo' ass wit' my jizz! Fuckin' squeeze tighter, bitch! SQUEEZE TIGHTER! Ohhhhhhhh fuck yeah!" Sam's cock erupted, his cum gushing forth, filling Heidi's ass with his man-juice. He continued to grind and buck his hips a few more seconds before stopping, covered in sweat and exhausted.

Luis was completely drained. His once-mighty rapier was now deflated and he could barely stand. Looking around for his clothing, Luis mumbled to Sam, "Ay, we need to get back, amigo. Come on!"

Sam slowly rose, his cock still in Heidi's ass. "Just a minute, man. I'm gonna leave this bitch with something." Sam laid Heidi down over the desk on her stomach. Slowly withdrawing his cock from her ass, he moved around to her side and waved his drained member of her back, sprinkling droplets of cum across her shoulders and back. "S.A.W. My initials, slut!"

"That's fuckin' lame, man," Luis chuckled.

"Fuck you, punk ass!"

"Fuck you, shit head!"

As the two men finished dressing and prepared to leave, Sam grabbed a black marker and wrote his cell phone number on the side of Heidi's leg.

"That's for when you want a real dickin', slut!"

 

[Sylnaeve]

"No, it wouldn't!" Heidi was bouncing harder on Sam's dick as he reamed her ass, the blond's big tits jiggling and jumping wildly as he fucked her. "I want more cock, more cum, give it to me, please, all you have!"

She turned her face into the slaps of Luis' cock, letting out breathy gasps. She shivered at how the two maintenance men were dominating her and her pussy and ass clenched up from a mini-orgasm of submissive delight as she leaned forward to capture Luis' bobbing cock between her tits, starting to pump them up and down on his hard shaft, jerking him off with her jugs.

Her head wrenched back as Sam pulled hard on her hair, continuing to spout abuse and promise her the most sinful and wicked of joys. She cried out, "Heidi! I'm Heidi, and oh, please, yes, bring your friends, all of them, and fuck like that slut! Gang bang my cumdump body all you want, ram dicks in every hole, as many as I can stand!"

As Luis blew his load on her tits, Heidi shrieked and came, her joy gushing out of her pussy and her ass clenching down on Sam's plundering rod. She mewled and cooed as Luis rubbed cum into her face, her pink tongue licking his fingers clean and trying to capture every drop that she could. "Love it, tastes so good, feels great on me, love cum, love cock, God, I want more!" She looked back over her shoulder at Sam, "More, please! Cum in me, fill me up!"

He roared out his pleasure and she felt it; her eyes going wide and then closing, a beatific expression on her face as her back door was flooded with Sam's thick jizz. She went almost limp as a cooked noodle as Sam manhandled her onto the desk and marked her with his initials. Her head lolled weakly to one side as Sam wrote on her leg and managed a smile, "Oh, you'll hear from me...count...on it."

Her eyes felt heavy. She felt herself sort of falling away as the men left, shutting the door behind them. "Heh...rationalize this one away, Jackie sweetie," she chuckled to the empty room.

 

[Malvolio]

Gabriel's day at the office had run longer than he'd expected. It was now late afternoon and his mountain of paperwork barely seemed any smaller. He rubbed his eyes, stretched his arms and groaned to himself.

"Pussy."

Gabriel swung his head back and chuckled to himself when he realized who his taunter was.

"Chuck Carson! Wassup, man?" Gabriel greeted his colleague and "frien-emy". In actuality, Gabriel liked his cocky peer. Chuck worked half the hours of everyone else in the firm, yet had more luck than seemed possible. Big cases with big payoffs seemed to fall from the sky and into his lap. Generating big business was the true key to success in the corporate law business and Chuck's incredible run had made him the second youngest partner at the firm, behind Gabriel.

"I come in on a Saturday afternoon, planning to go through your files and steal your best clients and I find your lame ass sitting here... WORKING? What the fuck?" Chuck teased his rival. In reality, Chuck had planned on looking through what was on Gabe's desk.

"Blame Drucker," Gabriel grumbled. "I took him and his wife to the game last night and he asked me to bump up some stuff I was working on to get it over to him a few days earlier."

"Sounds like you need to get some junior associates in here. Didn't anyone ever teach you to delegate? Have you learned nothing from the Chuck Carson School of The Good Life?"

"Not for this stuff. Too high level for associates and it would take as long for me to explain as to do it myself..."

"Oh, shut the fuck up," Chuck rolled his eyes. "Who's the BS artist now? You just love coming into the office on Saturdays, probably to jack off over thoughts of all the pussy I'm getting."

Gabriel and Chuck shared a laugh. Even by high powered, young, rich lawyer standards, Chuck got a lot. A LOT. He went through girlfriends faster than one could keep track of them. Every time Gabe turned around, Chuck was banging had a new model, aspiring actress, stripper, video back-up dancer, flight attendant, or female opposing counsel. Some lawyers were into drugs, some booze, some power, some as much money as they could get their greedy hands on. For Chuck, it was female flesh.

"Look, I was planning to take this new chick out tonight to that new steakhouse on Brinker and Poplar. I've wanted to try it, but she's a model and is as stupid as they come, but hot as fuck. If I have to go 90 minutes without one ounce of intelligence conversation, I may never make it through the night. Why don't you and that science professor you've been screwing come along? I'll buy drinks. Whatcha say, huh?"

Gabriel's forehead furrowed a bit. He'd been hoping for a quiet night with Jackie, not wing and cheer along Chuck on his way to his latest conquest of the X chromosome. Still, it would be nice to get out, have a few drinks, relax, listen to Chuck's sex jokes and maybe get Jackie to open up in multiple ways as well.

"Ok, you win. 8 o'clock?"

"Damn right. Thanks bro. We'll meet you there. I'm picking her up in the corporate limo." Chuck flashed a quick grin which indicated that wasn't all he was planning with the limo.

When Chuck left, Gabriel texted a message to Jackie, asking her if she'd be willing to have dinner with him and a friend. He knew she was no fan of Chuck and deliberately left it ambiguous as to whom they were meeting. He offered to pick her up as well.

 

[Sylnaeve]

Jackie felt out of sorts as she finished up her work day. It had been strange to say the least. She had one of those black outs again...she didn't remember coming into work, or wearing such a daring outfit out of the house! The first thing she remembered of the day was walking into her lab at noon, rather than the 8am time she usually kept.

Her hair had also been damp, as if she'd showered only recently; though there was also some kind of...gunk in it. Whatever it was it was sticky and clumpy and felt gross. She'd have to try and get it out once she got home.

There was also the fact that her...well, her vagina and her ass felt kind of...sore. And full. But she also felt kind of happy; elated almost, like she was on some kind of natural high.

She was worried, of course. But she'd shaken it off to get to work. Maybe it was stress that was causing the black outs. She was working too hard and not getting out enough. Gabe was probably right about that.

Just as that thought when through her head, her phone vibrated. She squealed, as for some damn reason her phone had been slipped into her skirt against her panties. Blushing, even though no one was around, she pulled it out and looked over the message.

She smiled. Dinner with Gabe and a friend? Well, that sounded like the kind of stress relieving evening that would take care of her mysterious problem. She texted back an acceptance, asking about how formally she should dress and when he'd pick her up, absently noticing a new number in her contacts list. Who did she know with the initials BBC?

*********​

Hours later, Jackie waited for Gabe at the door of her again properly cleaned and organized apartment. She was feeling a bit antsy and somewhat regretted her decision to go out.

What if she had one of these episodes out with Gabe? Of course, then he'd believe her about them...but still, the embarrassment would be terrible!

She'd dressed up more than usual, applying eye shadow, lip stick and a faint rouge to her cheeks. A long time in the shower with a comb and brush had managed to get whatever was so sticky and nasty in her hair out, and she had dried and layered it, leaving it softly falling about her face. Her dress was a dark blue that was snugger than most of her outfits, corseted across the stomach and under her breasts to lift and accent them, making them bigger and fuller while narrowing her waist. She was even wearing heels!

As his car pulled up outside, Jackie came to her door and opened it, smiling. "Hello, handsome." She blushed a little at saying such a thing, fairly out of character for her. "You look wonderful, Gabe. Where are we going tonight?"

 

[Malvolio]

Gabriel flashed a big smile at Jackie as she opened the door to greet him. He was wearing a dark suit, light green button down shirt and a matching tie. Just another day in the office for a corporate lawyer, but he knew he looked good for his girlfriend.

"Hello yourself, beautiful," he returned her greeting. "You look stunning!" He admired her up and down, taking in her beauty and the way the dress augmented her body.

"We're going to 'Alberto's'. It's a new steakhouse. And we're meeting up with Chuck Carson and his girlfriend."

Gabriel watched Jackie's face intently, knowing her distaste for Chuck. The two had never hit it off just right. Chuck came across too boorishly to her and she was too uptight to him. Chuck didn't help matters when he slept with Jackie's sister, Christine. Christine had come to town on business and had gotten a little tipsy over drinks. Jackie had an early morning meeting and Chuck had offered to drive Christine back to her hotel. However, he managed to get himself invited inside and had spent the night. Christine overslept the next morning and her client meeting went badly. She had shared this information with Jackie, but was more upset with herself than Chuck. Jackie, on the other hand, only despised Chuck even more.

"Oh," Jackie muttered in a low voice.

"'Oh?' C'mon, Jackie, he's not so bad. He's my friend."

"Some friend!" Jackie lashed out. "He's a snake who would stab you in the back if he could make a dime off it, help his career or score more pussy."

Pussy? I don't usually talk like that. Where had that come from, Jackie thought to herself.

"But he's a lawyer too! Three quarters of my firm is like that. And he has a lot of redeeming qualities."

"Redeeming? Like what? Like being a crude sexist pig?"

"Jackie, I know you don't like him, but he's my friend and colleague. And I told him we'd be joining them. He even invited us. He mentioned you."

Jackie snorted. "Fine. Let's just... get it over with."

"Hey, the dinner should be nice. Alberto's has gotten some good reviews. It's a nice place. Classy, but not pretentious. And we'll be able to laugh a little about Chuck and his new girl."

"Let me guess... blonde with big boobs, right?"

"How would I know?"

"Look at his track record."

"There was the red head."

"With the surgerically enhanced cleavage spilling out of her dress? The one he fucked in your bathroom at your Christmas party?"

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Thirty minutes later, Gabriel and Jackie were seated at a quiet table in the corner at Alberto's. The restaurant was dimly lit, giving it a cozy sort of feel. They had sat, glancing at the menu and sipping cocktails for twenty minutes before Chuck and Amber arrived.

Chuck's suit was wrinkled and his tie was loose and seemed to have been done in a hurry. Red lipstick was visible on the corner of his white shirt collar. Amber was a tall, leggy brunette with a creamy white complexion, wearing a tight strapless red dress with a short hem line. She seemed to fidget with her dress as they approached and well after they had been seated. Both seemed a little off, like they were drunk or high or both.

"Gabe! Buddy!" Chuck greeted him. "Jackie," he nodded a little more delicately. "You look very nice. Good to see you again."

"You too, Chuck," Jackie responded, half heartedly.

The conversation was mostly between Chuck and Gabriel. Gabe did his best to incorporate Jackie and to engage Amber, but it was soon apparent that Amber was more interested in checking her lipstick and eyeliner in her pocket mirror than chatting with anyone. Bored, Jackie tried to ask Amber about her work as a model and actress. Amber came back with cold, aloof answers, seemingly dismissing Jackie as being unworthy of her attention.

As dinner wound down, Chuck and Amber traded knowing glances and she giggled as he talked about enjoying the corporate limo ride and its many "recreational" uses outside transportation. They had made a stop at a strip mall and picked up a gift for Gabe and Jackie.

"Here, Jackie. You open it." Amber snickered as she placed a plain black gift back on the table in front of Jackie.

Just then, Gabe's phone buzzed loudly. Glancing at it, Gabe's eyes went wide and he excused himself as he stepped away to take the call. A minute later he returned and explained it was an important client dealing with a crisis that needed his urgent attention and might take a little while. The restaurant manager had offered his office as a quiet place for Gabe to take his call. Chuck and Jackie both knew what this meant. Only the neurotic Mr. Drucker would be calling on a Saturday night.

After Gabriel left, Jackie sat in silence, staring at her wine glass and then the black bag on the table. Sighing to herself, she reached into the bag and pulled out the contents. It was a clear rectangular plastic box holding a large black phallic strap on. Chuck roared with laughter and Amber giggled loudly.

"Aw, Jackie, you ruined it! You weren't supposed to pull it out until Gabe was back!"

" 'Dear Gabe and Jackie, here's a little something for the woman who wears the pants in the relationship. Signed, Chuck and Amber. PS - Batteries are preloaded.' " Jackie read aloud in a low, irritated voice.

"Oooo! I bet she knows all about how to use one of those, Chuck," laughed Amber. "Don't you, sweetie? You academic types are always studying, like trying to learn, like, new stuff, huh? Hee-hee-hee!"

 

[Sylnaeve]

The dinner had been very good, in terms of the food, at least. But though Chuck had been fine at first, even seeming a bit impressed with how she'd dressed up, it soon became exactly what she was afraid of. The boys talked shop while she tried to make conversation with the silicone injected bottle blond bimbo who thought Jackie was scum because she wasn't a kind of whore.

It didn't help that they were both high. Pupil dilation, slight redness of the corneas, erratic (even for Chuck) behavior...why did Gabe like this man? He was so collected and together and Chuck was such a bastard!

God. What she wouldn't have given for a little acetycilic acid to slip in their soup. A little stomach trouble for them both and she and Gabe could enjoy a nice date in peace.

She rolled her eyes at the "gift" as it was placed on the table. The only time Chuck and his bitch-of-the-moment got them anything it was be assholes. One of his gifts had been a coupon for a Bunny Ranch in Nevada, Chuck saying Gabe could use it to "Get some ass that wasn't full of a stick already."

She wished Gabe would punch him or something.

But the fact that Mr. Drucker called (at this time of night?) meant that she would have to face Chuck, Amber, and their insulting gift all on their own. She sighed and drew it out of the bag to stare at it; her mouth falling open in shock. It was a large, thick strap-on dildo in a shiny black plastic, sculpted to look phallic, complete with a bulbous head on the end.

God, what assholes! Though part of her wondered how something that big would feel inside...or what it would be like to use it on someone...maybe on that stupid bitch Amber...

She blinked. Had she really thought that?

As Chuck roared with laughter, she glared at him, "A fake dick, Chuck? In a nice place like this?" Then Amber spoke up and Jackie felt a surge of hot anger in her stomach. She smiled at Amber sweetly, "Oh, honey, I'm sure you know a lot more about faking it than I do. You are dating Chuck."

She stood abruptly. "I'm going to powder my nose. I'll leave this," she tapped the strap-on package, "here in case Amber feels homesick."

She strode off, cheeks red with embarrassment, anger, and...arousal? No, it couldn't be. But thoughts came upon her as she made it to the women's room; thoughts of taking that toy and using it to shut Amber up, or make her squeal, or-

"Huhkk!" She wavered, almost falling over. "Oh, God...feel like I'm gonna-" She lurched into a stall and shut it. Then her mind went blank and fell away as pain washed over her.

Her body flowed like hot wax under the hands of an invisible sculptor; her waist narrowing, body stretching as she grew taller, her legs lengthing and becoming more supple. Her ass and breasts both swelled; her breasts in particular growing in both length and width, rounding deliciously. Her hair lengthed; sheeting down as if it were cloth being run off of a spool, lightening in color as it grew to just past her shoulders in length. Her lips plumped; becoming perfect cock sucking pillows.

Heidi licked her plush lips and tugged her dress around a bit; the skirt higher on her than on Jackie and the garment clinging scandalously to her ass and chest. "I'm gonna fuck a bitch," she said with a smile.

Gabe had not returned when Heidi walked out of the women's room and sauntered across the restaurant. She could feel the eyes of men and women on her, and it made her sultry smile grow and her hips sway just a bit more. She walked up to the table Chuck and Amber were sitting at, "Oh, hi, you must be Chuck. Mmm...Jackie didn't say you were a stud."

She walked over to stand next to his chair, "Get a chair for a girl, won't you, sport? I'm afraid Jackie had to run; crisis with one of her experiments at the university. I'm Heidi, her cousin. I hope you don't mind me taking over for her tonight."

She then looked at Amber and her smile changed; predatory and false, malice glittered in her eyes. "Or taking over for her."