Without thinking clearly, Higgins directed the rough tip of his probe to the white cervical wall ahead of him, flicking the metal wand up against it, eliciting a happy squeal from his sexy subject.
“FUCK! Oh baby, oh fuck! That’s the spot, doc! Oh!” Colleen spat through clenched teeth.
Fascinated with the rubbery surface, Higgins dug in more forcefully, almost cruelly scraping the delicate surfaces deep inside the clenched woman. Higgins was gratified to notice thick, musky fluid was seeping from the walls of her dilated pussy, soaking his gloved hand and instrument. He turned the probe up, to the upper surface of her vagina, scraping the walls back and forth, determined to break the skin within. No luck for him, as the resilient pussy walls remained intact, but his brisk in and out pumping ran the probe head roughly over the now yelping girl’s G-Spot, making her bow up on the table, her feet straining at the restraining stirrups as she now screamed her orgasm. Before the shocked professor’s eyes, the cervix flexed and rippled, then his face was flooded with cloudy, creamy girl cum as she ejaculated hard, spraying her musky juices onto his glasses, face and hair. Without meaning to, the older man licked his mustached upper lip and bearded lower lip, sucking in the delicious treat.
Coming down from her orgasm, Colleen raised up on her elbows to grin down at the soaked face of the professor.
“Ha ha, doc! Got you right in the face with that one! Ooohh, that was sooo nice!”she said as she slumped back again.
“Doc, you get to do all my exams from now on, you’ve got the touch!”
Professor Higgins blushed at the compliment, but was embarrassed that he had lost his objectivity and had become aroused himself by this wonderful vixen. Thinking quickly, he gathered a sterile sample of her juices from just inside her vaginal canal, storing it for further analysis.
“Alright young lady, that’s all I need for my analysis. You may, um, get dressed now,” the slightly flustered man said, wiping his face of her glistening fluids, his face beet red.
But the juices had already begun their work, soaking into the academic’s skin and having been reflexively tasted; within moments, the gray-bearded, gentle man of science was now brazenly watching the tall, shapely form of his patient as she bent over to pick up a dropped garment from the floor. As if in a trance, Professor Higgins stepped up behind Colleen and ran his wrinkled, long fingers over her smooth, creamy hips.
“Ooooh! Why professor! Got turned on, didn’t you?” breathed Colleen, straightening up and looking over her shoulder at the heavily-lidded eyes of her doctor. Without missing a beat, she began rotating her naked buttocks against his crotch, smiling as she felt the satisfying hardness beneath his trousers. Reaching a hand behind her, she pulled the back of his head down to the nape of her neck. She squealed in delight as his rough beard scratched her neck as he began nibbling at her shoulder. His long, delicate fingers filled themselves with her soft, pliant breasts as he squeezed them tightly, feeling the warm flesh envelope his digits and her hard, thick nipples press into his palms. He was lost in a fever, his mind a fog of red as he wanted, no!, needed to have this amazing woman now, there, in the examination room!
A loud crash of dropped instruments momentarily broke his train of thought as one of his assistants, Nurse Kelly Turner had just entered the room and was shocked at the sight before her.
“Professor Higgins!!!” the surprised nurse yelped.
Shaken from his trance, the flustered professor immediately leaped back from the undulating form of his patient, steadying himself against the table behind him. Pulling a handkerchief from his vest pocket, he wiped his sweating brow and looked, if possible, even more embarrassed than before.
“I say! Oh dear, uh uhm…oh, I say!” the baffled doctor stammered.
Facing the two with her hands on her hips, the smiling Colleen regarded Higgins, gently teasing,
“Don’t fret, prof, I don’t mind at all! It’s as if no one can help themselves when it comes to wanting to fuck lil’ ol’ me.”
Recovering some measure of self-control, the professor began straightening his disheveled clothes as he explained,
“Yes, well, please do excuse me, Miss McPherson. It was quite careless of me to not protect my, er, face from possible contact with your, uhm, excretions, as it were. Even the mildest contact seems to have remarkable, uh, properties that make you most irresistible, it would seem. Actually, quite fascinating, really.”
Continuing, as he watched the shapely redhead begin dressing again, mindful of the watchful gaze of the disapproving Nurse Turner,
“Yes, it seems that your very bodily fluids contain a property that engages the reproductive instinct of whatever creature comes in contact with it. You have, if I may make such a bold conjecture, the ultimate defensive mechanism against any living creature. Why, your scent alone seems to be a carrier for this agent, and a potent one at that. Even now, it is taking a great deal of my own self-control to keep my libido in check while in your proximity, my dear.”
Looking up at him as she tied her checked shirt into a halter-top, Colleen grinned at the doctor,
“Aw, you’re sweet, professor!”
“Ahem, well, indeed. That aside, I would like Nurse Turner here to gather just a few more samples, if you have a moment. Sweat, saliva, skin oils, perhaps a lock of your hair. I believe even a good exhalation of your breath in a sterile bag for analysis would yield interesting results, yes?”
“Oh, and Nurse Turner!” the professor said, now firmly in control of himself. The nurse, who had started forward now held up abruptly at the doctor’s tone.
“Do take contact precautions and wear a gown, gloves and a filtration mask. We don’t want you succumbing to Miss McPherson’s charms before we’ve gathered our data, now do we?”
“Speak for yourself, Prof!” laughed Colleen, running a hand over her shapely thigh as she hungrily eyeballed the now blushing nurse.
Returning back to her farm, Colleen resumed her daily routine. Flush with the money from Pharmatech, she was free to stay home and wait for the results of her tests. Although difficult, she adhered to the advice of Professor Higgins and refrained from any sexual activity, even masturbation, until she had heard from him. This proved difficult and more than a little frustrating, as over the course of time she had noticed that the animals there were all becoming quite affectionate with her. Her horse and the few cows in the field would run up to the fence when she came near them, nickering and lowing to her, nuzzling her whenever possible. The penned animals, such as her pigs, squealed and grunted when she fed them. Her dogs would follow panting at her feet wherever she went and the geese and chickens would preen and make such a racket when she came near. As she considered what she might do about her horny livestock and her own sexy urges, she was becoming increasingly open to the idea of saying to hell with the professor and fucking every thing on her farm, tests or no tests.