As her velvet tongue licked and tickled his steel-hard dick, she would pause every few moments to speak…
“So you see, Professor Higgins, I think it’s something in the swamp water that has changed me and the animals there.”
The cute redhead looked up into his eyes, grinning impishly as she gave the cock tip a quick kiss, then stood up, shucking her red shorts in one smooth motion. Stepping forward, she lowered herself onto his dick with a sigh, wrapping her arms around the bearded doctor’s neck. Now looking down at him, she began rising up and down slowly, enjoying the feel of his cock in her still wonderfully tight pussy.
“Ah! Ah! Ah! And not just me, I mean” she moaned,”I mean the Uuunnnh, animals too. All the beasts. Uh uh uh…oh fuck…no matter what kinds, they just want to fuck me, y’know?”
Colleen started increasing her rhythm, jolting the professor’s chair back into his desk, bouncing her luscious ass on his lap.
“I mean, even out of the swamp now, stray dogs come sniffing my ass, alley cats licking my legs…OH! Professor!” she squealed delightedly as the older gentleman now lost all control and squeezed her swollen tits, biting down hard on the reddish pink nipples. His sucking and forceful grip immediately caused thick streams of creamy milk to erupt from her nubs, drenching the doctor’s white starched shirt and leaking little trickles of tit juice over his bony fingers and down the underside of her swollen breasts, etching long white trails of her delicious milk down onto her bare legs.
Colleen was pushed over the edge and began cumming, her spasming pussy gripping the professor’s dick tighter, making him cum as well. Torrents of white cream spewed from him into her deepest recesses, mixing with her thinner but potent girl-goo.
Panting heavily, she fell forward onto him and they sat in an embrace, breathing heavily until she finally rose, his cock popping out of her cunt. Smiling sweetly, Colleen took her chair back and sat, naked, absent-casually digging the doctor’s sperm from her sopping hole with one hand and feeding herself with it. Between mouthfuls, she finished,
“So anyway, if you can, would you mind testing me and this stuff to see what’s happening? I’d love to know…”
Looking completely flabbergasted, the disheveled professor finally found his voice and squeaked out a tiny, “Of course, young lady.”
Hours later, she had found herself in the medical department, in a flimsy paper gown. Her blood had been drawn, her blood pressure taken, every vital statistic possible was accounted. The trim little brunette nurse, Emily Cross, had at first been very clinical and cool, but professionally pleasant. As minutes passed, Colleen could see the tell-tale signs of her influence taking effect. Emily returned with a new tray of instruments to the examination room, but the redhead smiled to herself when she observed that the nurse had undone the top buttons of her crisp white uniform, revealing smooth brown skin and the hint of cleavage. As Nurse Emily busied herself setting the instruments out, Colleen began humming a low, seductive tune.
Playfully, as Nurse Cross passed in front of her, Colleen slowly took a deep breath, stretching the flimsy gown severely. Emily stopped short with a mild look of surprise on her face, almost confused. She looked at Colleen’s deep green eyes, then down at her swelling bosom, then nervously off again, embarrassed.
The nurse fumbled with the remaining instruments and finally got them in order.
“A..alright then,” the nurse stammered, forcing herself to regain composure,”we’ll just need to get your temperature now, Miss McPherson.”
Nurse Cross took the tiny oral thermometer and shook it, preparing to insert it under her patient’s tongue.
Colleen looked her dead in the eye, slowly shaking her head side to side.
“Unh uh, not that way, honey,” Colleen said with a wicked grin.
With a rustle of the paper gown, the exquisite redhead turned over, drawing her knees up onto the examination table, raising her divine, white globed ass up. With one hand, she slowly tore the gown from her backside, exposing her glistening pussy and smooth-skinned asshole to the stunned nurse.
“Momma wants it up here, baby.” Colleen murmured, easing a whetted finger into her cute asshole.
Her eyes transfixed on the finger slowly sawing in and out of the redheads asshole, Emily did not even know she was leaning forward, did not know that she had placed her trembling hands on each warm butt cheek and was tonguing and licking around the finger before she regained her senses. Not even considering stopping, Nurse Emily wanted nothing in life more than to taste this woman’s ass and to dig her tongue deep into her bowels.
Colleen flexed her pussy muscles as the tanned brunette began soul-kissing her sphincter. The little minx was almost desperately trying to wedge as much tongue as possible up into her rectal vault, worming and twisting her surprisingly nimble tongue around inside her.
“Someone’s been giving killer blow-jobs”, Colleen thought happily, feeling that only a woman who worked her tongue and mouth regularly would have this much length and talent.
As if to answer the unspoken thought, Emily brought her incredible tongue down, lapping at the juicy folds of the woman’s cunt, eliciting a satisfied groan from Colleen. The lanky brunette’s hat fell off her coal-black hair as she angled up and deep, wanting to tongue-fuck this total stranger who seemed to fill her every senses.
Colleen rolled onto her back, impressed that the nurse had managed to stay glued to her cunt as she did so. Looking down, she saw only the tiny head of her nurse rolling around between her creamy white thighs, drinking the flowing, sticky cunt juice flowing from her. Purring, Colleen stroked the girl’s head, then drawing her face up.
With a gasp for air, Emily looked up, as if in a daze. Her mouth wide open, gulping air. Colleen’s eyes widened with a thrill as her estimation had been correct: Emily had an unusually long tongue, the kind generally found on porn-stars and maybe a member of a rock band. It was long and flexible, writhing about like a hungry snake.
Colleen drew the girl up to her face and kissed her deeply, tasting all of her own cunt juices in the nurse’s mouth. As they embraced, Colleen’s hands busily undid the buttons of the girl’s uniform, at last baring her bra and panties to her own skin. Pulling back from their kiss, the redhead looked into her lover’s eyes and with a jerk that made Emily gasp, ripped the panties off of her with a stroke. Colleen’s flat hand rubbed and probed the hairless mound of her nurse, who looked pleadingly down at her mistress only inches away, waiting, hoping, needing her to penetrate her with her fingers.
Evilly, Colleen did not, but continued to massage the nurses’ clit and labia until her hand was filled with frothy juice. Then she drew it up between them and wiped it on her own lips, then on Emily’s, forcing her fingers in the girl’s mouth.
“Drink it, go on, drink your own pussy, baby. Good, isn’t it? Well, I’m gonna go get me some, too.” the fiery redhead whispered.