Member hung over her face with all its elastic power, shaking the imagination of the relief of the veins. Tight eggs spanked her nose in time with the dives of a member in her thirsty mouth. Two other members entered and left it, from time to time coinciding in rhythm with each other and delivering to her a special pleasure. At some point, she finally felt quite depraved whore, bitch, fucking furiously fucking with three dicks at the same time, felt her old dream to try just like now - to fuck selflessly with three half-familiar men, fuck without thinking of decency, substitute her body indiscriminately and feel in yourself at once three different solid trembling dick. And as soon as this wave reached her, as soon as she saw all this as if from the side, it seemed to be torn from the inside. A huge heat ball burst right in the stomach and warm snotty splashes scattered around the world, the waves passed the rain washing away everything and banging drops on the walls of the body from the inside; she could only moan-so much she had never finished before, the cock-free cock out of her mouth afraid to be bitten, no, he finished! - his owner was so excited by the moaning of an incredibly ending woman, that he himself could no longer stretch the pleasure and began to spit in her face, in the mouth, on her hair with large tart whitish drops of sperm. And at that moment she felt again, yes, yes, again, otherwise she felt so good that she had already managed to forget, felt her ass fuck and pussy at the same time, and, wanting to feel it even more, she strained her internal muscles that were not slow to feel the limbs, they huddled in a furious rhythm and shot her almost in sync, she felt spitting sperm on the uterus and somewhere in the depths of the intestines and it was like a discharge of current that went all over her body, it twisted with spasm She wanted to scream and could not, with all her strength she tried to scream and ... rosnulas.

The professor stood above her with a smiling face.

- Well, what do you say to that, Lenochka? In my opinion, the experiment was a success. The reaction was obvious, but you're all wet, baby!

“Especially between the legs,” thought Lena. It is good that she was covered with a blanket at the beginning of the action of the drug in order to avoid hypothermia and unwanted irritation from the outside, otherwise the whole laboratory could see her skirt soaked in the most piquant area. In the lower abdomen it was hot and sweet, throbbing and itching at the same time. She was surprised that this time everything is so well remembered, not like before - she flew out of her head like a light morning dream, leaving even no hope of return. Now, if she wanted, she could almost feel it all again, certainly not as real as half an hour before, but still enough for her lips to start filling and pulsing again ... Stop, this is all later, she ordered herself. Having been secretly excited by the mere thought that she would be able to experience from her memories, she prepared for a report. During the six months she spent at the institute as an assistant to Professor Karelik, she learned how to compile reports on dreams caused by drug 016473. Behind these modest numbers was an invention that could turn all modern and future medicine. Through the work of the professor and his assistant, Gia Kavaleshvili, who are absolutely sure that he was right, the insane idea of ​​influencing a whole range of pathological conditions, especially in the field of psychiatry, was put into reality by using 016473 in strictly calculated doses - this absolutely incredible mixture of hallucinogenic mushrooms, hemp extract, salt of amanita, opium, nicotine, cocaine, the poison of some Japanese fish and another whole pile of shit, from which, after a two-week persecution of test tubes and flasks a yellow stinking liquid was finally obtained, which was allowed to enter her blood by means of a dropper. Of course, there was a risk that the roof would leave, but after fasting in the student hostel the grunt and regularly transferred to her now available “Visa” bucks transformed the big picture, drawing a bright future not beyond the distant mountains. In addition, the visions were not always unpleasant.Of course, when they tried to influence the brain centers responsible for fears and all sorts of "phobias", Helen had the least of everything that you would not like to see in your terrible dreams. The stage of studying the impact on the integrity of a person was very difficult when she thought that she had already died after meeting with twenty-six of her doubles. But today ...

“My dear, there will be good dreams today,” the professor tenderly looked at her in the morning at five minutes. He had long treated her like a daughter, proudly evaluating the implementation of his theory in practice. Indeed, “tube dreams”, as the whole team unofficially called them, clearly gave Lenochka a charm. Her gaze became deep and spiritualized, her speech more calm and confident — not a drop of the former provincial bluff that she had first crossed the threshold of this building.

“Have you heard anything about Sigmund Freud?”, The professor’s inquisitive eyes looked through the glasses of their fatherly eyes. - Well, it does not matter, the point is that from today we will specifically influence the area of ​​hidden sexuality, from which, according to Froid's theory, many individual behavioral problems emanate. That is, you will see something that even you are ashamed to admit to yourself. We will inject you with drugs provoking known sekskualnyh shifts, and then through the impact of our miraculous vaccine to try to neutralize their action. Did you catch the point? Well, that's wonderful, then sign off as usual and go get ready.

For some reason, shaking hands, putting a signature on a standard contract between the company and her about her consent and obligations of the company for its insurance. She certainly had theoretical knowledge in the field of sex, who now does not have them, and she already had a light (though not very pleasing to her pleasure) sexual experience, but still she had to go through quite a lot.

Only now, when the effect of all drugs began to weaken, she thought about how she looked during the experiment. Previously, for some reason, this didn’t really bother her, but this time the experience was too earthly and intimate, it left no pain in the brain, sensations of foreignness, which, however, under the influence of regenerating agents quickly disappeared. Now there is a persistent sense of the reality of what happened, pulsing in waves between her legs.

The report was given with difficulty. It was very difficult for her to write her impressions of simultaneous sexual intercourse with three men, all the more knowing that Gia would read it, and possibly student trainees. But this shame gave her some previously unexplored sweet sensation of constant excitement. The heat in the room suddenly became unbearable. Air conditioning would not be a legacy of socialism if it worked. Wet fabric panty annoyed, and Helen decided to dry them. With caution, as if the door had not opened, she removed her thin panties that had become completely transparent from moisture and decided that they should not be dried, but washed. Putting in her purse, she decided to continue the work. The leather upholstery of the chair pleasantly cold took over the heated female bosom, and Helen even shuddered at the unexpected sensation. Trying to convey her impressions as precisely as possible, she tried in every way to eliminate the motive that she liked everything insanely, that she wanted more and more. The thought itself rushed forward, drawing pictures of various situations beyond the horizon, and imagination whispered that she could not even imagine what was waiting for her ... Without noticing what she was doing, Helen had been sitting with her legs spread for a long time on the back of the chair, a short robe swung open and the womb itself moved towards the fingers. All trembling with desire, she pushed her lips apart with her left hand to increase the sensations of a tight, bulging and pulsating clitoris. From it flowed again, and she did not have to lick her fingers, so that they slipped better.The secret tubercle was found by itself, fingers caressing her tirelessly, slowly and smoothly, then quickly and strongly pulling at the clitoris hardening and aching from lust, occasionally diving and emerging into the hungry depths of the vagina. She almost finished. Only the thought of employees passing from time to time along a long corridor, like in all institutes, did not let her fully indulge in pleasures, but she terribly wanted to fill the itchy emptiness inside herself with something solid, preferably warm and pulsating; In general, she terribly wanted to have sex thoroughly.

Practically the whole evening and the whole night passed in vain attempts to bring satisfaction to themselves. Never in her life has she done such things to herself, as on this night. It seemed that everything that was in the house of a solid and oblong had been in it today — and a candle, and bananas, and cucumber, and even a leg of a chair, but the most enjoyable thing to her was just a twisted and therefore still warm oblong electric bulb, which had a very tangible cantic . The ass also did not go hungry that night, taking in almost everything that was in her neighbor. The morning found her haggard, quivering in anticipation of forthcoming pleasures, with blue circles under her eyes and a aching, swollen clitoris. In some frenzy, she reached the main building of the institute, put on a robe, sat for five minutes and listened to her report. From the side he sounded quite dry, but even that was enough to make her cheeks turn red. Out of the corner of her eye, she looked at Guia. His eyes glittered, his nostrils swelled, his face became somewhat eagle-like. She involuntarily turned her gaze lower, and immediately she felt hot and wet between her legs — through the fabric of the white coat and trousers, she could clearly see the huge club of the penis that boggled the imagination with its size, the city bulging all obstacles. Gia obviously tried not to look in her direction, but when their eyes inadvertently met, Helen flared up and became completely burgundy. On the side, the lab technicians were whispering and their eyes also clearly ate the hyin huische. In general, a discussion of her experiences took place in such a clearly friendly atmosphere.

Later, lying on the table and preparing for a new series of hallucinations, she felt that she was being treated in a new way. She became a universal sexual object. Her or her stories were wanted by all — and Guia, and the laughing girls-lab technicians, and even the professor himself ...

To be continued