“I’ve, uh, never seen anything…”murmured Emily, lost for further words.
“Please, baby, please tell me you filmed that?” pleaded a now concerned Colleen. A nodded reassurance satisfied the well-fucked redhead as she settled back onto the grass again.
“I think it’s still recording now, actually,” Emily added.
“Good, good. As long as it’s on film,” Colleen sighed. She sat spread-legged, surveying her body, feeling her tits and sides, sliding her hands down to her creamy white thighs and in between her legs.
Wincing a little and smiling, she laughed, “Still a little tender yet. Big boy likes it rough, but so do I. Wasn’t he incredible? Pure animal bestial fucking! He just tore into me like I was nothing, just a cunt to fuck. And his cock! Jesus, what the hell makes a cock like that? Fucking nearly ripped my womb out, but holy motherfucking shit, it felt so gooooood.”
Now the smiling redhead had her hands down in her cunt, making squelchy noises as she fished out a palm full of the green fluid it had pumped up her.
Holding it up in the air before her in her right hand, between Emily and herself, Colleen let the thick goo slowly elongate between her fingers, watching like a small child in fascination as the sun glinted off of it. It smelled vaguely spoiled but oddly, not unpleasant. Without a thought, as if it were perfectly natural, Colleen tilted her head back and raised her hand high up, allowing the leading edge of the slop to hover over her red, wet tongue. First a drip, then a fatter drop plopped onto her quivering tongue. She rolled it around for a moment, savoring he taste. Her eyes locked with Emily’s as they went wide with delight and a grin preceded her swallowing the nasty snack.
“Holy shit, Emily! You’ve got to try this, baby!” Colleen giggled.
Disgusted, Emily recoiled slightly, but Colleen’s surprisingly strong left hand left her pussy and took Emily by the shoulder.
“No, really, babe. Here.”
Colleen took another, greater mouthful of green spider cum and leaned forward, gently but firmly kissing the gasping nurse. Suddenly, Emily was lost in a velvet fog, knowing nothing but the erotic slipperiness of Colleen’s mouth and the oddly nutty and sweet flavor on both of their tongues. Without reservation, Emily took Colleen’s head in her hands and began kissing with passion. For long minutes the two women kissed, hands feeling their way around each other, eliciting moans and whimpers with each new, wet passage they found. It wasn’t long before the clothed nurse was down between her naked friend’s legs, slurping noisily at her sopping cunt, drawing mouthfuls of green goo from her red-trimmed cunt and bringing it up her toned, slick body to once again exchange it for a kiss.
The two nymphs played this game for quite awhile until, sadly, the spider cum was gone.
A beep from one of the cameras announced that no more space on the hard drives remained and that they had shut off automatically.
With a resigned sigh, both ladies rose and gathered their things, both talking little but smiling at each other. What an incredible day they had experienced. Colleen surveyed what she now considered her domain; she felt in control here. What she had yet to share with Emily or even Professor Higgins was that everything that had happened today, she had willed it to be. She was now certain that her abilities were increasing and soon she would have no fear of any animal on the planet. Of course, she thought, that also opens her up for fucking any animal on the planet, too.
Chapter 4
Colleen was exhausted, having spent the better part of the day at the Pharmatech laboratories. Professor Higgins and his staff, after viewing Emily’s videos of her recent exploits, seemed particularly excited about examining every square inch of the stunning redhead’s body again. They were especially interested in her flexible pussy and asshole, as well as her prodigious breasts, which seemed (if possible) even more firm and full of milk than just a few weeks before.
As the sexy girl lay back on the cool examination table, her hips grinding slowly around as probe after probe and finger after finger pressed deeply up her sticky cunt, Colleen closed her eyes and moaned, her fingers digging deeply into her pliant tit flesh, making sweet rivulets of milk well up in her nipples and cascade down, over her fingers and onto her chest.
“Mmmmm…oh Professor, you naughty, naughty man……you sure know how to make a girl feel welcome around here,” breathed the happy girl.
Professor Higgins, for his part, was having difficulty concentrating on his task. From what he had viewed in the video, the tremendously deformed cock Colleen had endured should have caused great, if nor permanent damage to the horny woman, yet for all of his examination, no damage at all could be found. Now, he was doing his best to measure what limits of flexibility and toughness her still silky smooth and well lubricated vaginal canal had. At first he had inserted a speculum and quickly discovered that as he dilated her pussy open, the further he opened it, the more responsive and horny Colleen became. Indeed, at this moment, Higgins was amazed that he had her cranked open to 10″ in diameter, the beginning of size most women only achieve during childbirth. Unlike the pain those women experience, though, Colleen was humming along sexily, enjoying the cool rush of air into her warm, moist womb, gasping and spasming at the cold touch of the Professor’s rubber-gloved hand or metal instruments.
“With your permission Miss McPherson, I am going to do some measurements of the surface tension of your, ahem, vaginal walls. If you feel even the slightest discomfort, please tell me and I will immediately stop, of course,”came the quavering voice of the old doctor.
“Uh huh, sure doctor, you just go ahead. Whatever you’re doing down there feels just fine, baby,”purred the fiery redhead contentedly, pulling a milky tit up to her lips for a sip of cream.
With steady hands, Professor Higgins took up a thin probe with a raspy hooked tip, like metal sandpaper on one flanged side. Extending his whole hand easily in past the speculum’s walls, he peered closer, breathing in her heady feminine odor as he angled deeply, near her cervix, where the flesh is supposed to be its most sensitive. Carefully, he began rubbing the tip on the red walls of her cunt, irritating and scratching the surface inside her pussy.
“Oh! Oh! Oh!” gasped Colleen with each stroke.
“My dear, does that hurt?”the alarmed professor asked quickly.
“No! No! Don’t stop, professor! Keep it up! Uhmmm…niiiice!”panted Colleen in a low, husky voice.
Continuing his observations, Professor Higgins began scraping her walls a little harder, noting that Colleen was now gyrating her hips up to meet him, as if trying to get more of his arm up into her. Hypnotized my the sensual moans of his subject, Higgins became lost in a fog of lust, no longer paying attention to his observations, but focusing on her responses to the stimulation he was providing.