The Experiment (closed for BurningMonkey)

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Tess Fuller was unhappy.

Okay, that wasn't entirely accurate. She had a great job at a great tech company, working in the marketing department. She was paid well, she liked the people she worked with, she had a great apartment, lots of friends... In fact, she was doing pretty well for herself all around.

Except in the bedroom. Tess's on-again-off-again boyfriend looked, from the outside, like he was everything a woman could want. Handsome. Successful. Charming. And that was part of the problem - every time they broke up, he'd come back to Tess with some romantic gesture and convince him to give him another chance, and then things would go back to what they'd always been - she'd be ignored. She was his trophy, and she knew it. They rarely slept together, and even when they did, he never satisfied her. Tess was a sensual woman with myriad desires. Any man would consider himself lucky to be able to fuck a woman with such a wild-side, but Jake seemed to have no interest in her at all.

Hence her unhappiness. Being sexually frustrated tends to put one on edge, and makes it hard to enjoy all the things that are going well in one's life, and Tess was no different.

She was a beautiful woman, too: long, caramel coloured hair, bright blue eyes, thick, sensual lips, a busty chest that always seemed ready to simply burst out of her work blouses, a narrow waist which flaired out into wide hips. She had a perfect hour-glass figure. When she wasn't with Jake, men were falling all over themselves for a chance to satisfy her. She'd yet to meet a man who actually could however.

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Tess's company, EinWorks, was developing something new. It was being kept secret until the patents came through, but the technology was astounding - a little box which could open a small portal to any point a person desired, using hyper-accurate GPS coordinates that could update in real-time (allowing the portal to follow someone, or remain in a moving vehicle). It was going to be revolutionary, when it was announced.

Tess, of course, couldn't have known it, but a certain member of the development team had a working prototype, and he was planning on experimenting with it in a rather... unexpected manner.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Howie Martin was your typical 'nerd'--ordinary height, ordinary build, ordinary looks... He was the guy that at the 10-year reunion everyone would look at the graduating class picture and think to themselves: "Oh, yeah...that guy graduated with us, too, didn't he?"

In short, he was utterly unmemorable...except that he was a whiz at certain quantum physics principles, out at the edge of "almost-reality" where most people's heads start hurting trying to get their minds around concepts that didn't behave like normal stuff should.

He stood, now, with the prototype in his hand, preparing for his first "real world" test. He shouldn't have The Box, of course; it should still be in the lab, under lock and key. But he'd been formulating his plan during the two years of development, and he wanted to test it out. He'd conceived it in a drunken haze one night at home, lamenting his lack of success with women, but since then the idea had grown and grown in his mind, and every objection he'd thrown up mentally as to why it wouldn't work and been rendered a solution, as if by magic. It was almost as if the gods wanted his plan to come to fruition...

So today he stood in the corridor, watching Tess Fuller, the object of his love/lust for the past few years. He fiddled with the knobs on The Box for just a moment more, then, taking a deep breath, flipped the switch and inserted his fingers just inside the opening...

 

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The EinWorks offices were semi-open-concept - the room was large, with several workspaces in the center for meetings or discussions, but each person also had a private desk with cubicle walls so they could work in privacy if they so needed.

Tess liked her desk - it was back in a private corner, where she could get her work done without fear of someone looking over her shoulder - usually. The corridor down to the labs was behind her, but the lab people usually went in in the morning, and didn't come out again until the evening. It was rare for someone to be in that hall, especially in the middle of the day, which was why she had no idea Howie was watching her.

She was working on putting together an investor meeting, writing emails to various people, when she felt it. It was like a phantom sensation, a light brush against her nipple. She paused, surprised, but didn't think much of it. The human body was weird, and sometimes random sensations occurred, right?

Wrong. She felt it again, but this time it was more insistent, and too distinct to be some random misfire of sensation. It felt like fingers, tweaking her nipple. She paused, staring down at her chest for a moment. Nothing seemed amiss. What the hell was happening?! There, again, a finger swirling around her areola before pinching her nipple softly, drawing it to attention.

She swallowed hard. Her nipples had always been incredibly sensitive, but Jack never touched them (something which should surprise absolutely no one who knows anything about their relationship). It felt amazing - she bit her lip, enjoying the way the phantom fingers worked her sensitive little buds. It never even occurred to her that it would be a real finger. That was impossible. It had to be some kind of psychosomatic reaction to her sexual tension right?

Right. And that way, she didn't have to feel guilty about enjoying it.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Howie watched in trepidation as he felt-he felt! something soft and warm under his fingertips. He gently squeezed it. Tess looked startled for just an instant, then went back to whatever she was doing. Howie traced his fingertip around the warm, soft thing, which starts to stand up...and Tess looks startled again, and looked down at her oh, so nice, big, round, firm tits. From where he was standing, Howie could just see her nipple poking out, tenting the fabric of her blouse.

He could barely keep silent; excitement overwhelmed him. He bit his clenched knuckle, dancing silently up and down. It worked! All of his hard efforts had finally paid off--the device worked! Gleefully he put his fingers back to the hole in the side of the box, and began twirling and tweaking and pinching and stroking Tess's now-fully-erect nipples, switching from one to the other and back again...

He had expected her to panic, jump up screaming, something--after all, what would you do if a disembodied hand started playing with parts of your body? His eyes opened wide when, instead, she simply leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and let her head go back. She was enjoying it!

He almost dropped the box in shock and wonder--Tess Fuller, No. I Babe on the Hotness Survey, with a bullet, was enjoying having her nipples played with by Howie Martin! He had to stop, he had to catch his breath, he had to...something! He turned off the box and hurried--quietly!--down the hall to his lab, closed the door rather too hard, and placed the box on his workbench with trembling hands.

He stared at it for long moments, trying to get his roiling emotions under control It works! It FUCKING WORKS!! warred with I was playing with Tess's nipples, AND SHE LIKED IT!!

Either development would have been enough joy/wonder/excitement for one day, hell for a week, but together--it was too much. He sank onto the lab stool, put his head in his hands, and just sat and stared at the box. More testing, the rational part of his brain stated, coolly. We need more testing. Testing. Right. And a plan was forming in Howie's mind, a rigorous set of tests that involved himself, the box, and Tess Fuller's luscious body...

 

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The touch disappeared, and Tess found herself pouting. Too bad, she was just starting to get into it... Though maybe it was a good thing it had stopped. After all, she was still at work, and there were plenty of other people around.

She returned to her work, typing away at the computer, though her awareness kept absently tugging back to the feeling of her hard nipples scraping against her bra every time she moved. She squirmed, her pussy getting a little wet at the feeling.

Maybe, once she was done with this, she should go to the washroom to relieve some tension...

 

[BurningMonkey]

Howie picked up the box, took a deep breath, and went back out of the lab and down the corridor. He hid just around the corner, able to see Tess's cubicle but not easily be seen. Twiddling the adjustment knobs on the box, he carefully inserted his fingers again.

He could feel a button. He slowly, carefully, worked at it until it came free. He watched to see if Tess suspected anything; she didn't seem to. So he moved the settings, and worked another button free. From where he was hiding, he could see the top of her blouse begin to gap open. He hid a chortle behind his hand and waited for Tess to notice that her top was unbuttoned...

 

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Tess, distracted as she was by her work, didn't notice the buttons popping open on her blouse. Instead, they came apart, one by one, while she kept her attention focused on her emails.

Then, a few minutes later, she stood to go to the washroom... and the top of her blouse fell open completely as she turned towards the labs, giving the hidden Howie a perfect view of her ample breasts covered in a sexy, black lace bra. She blushed, glancing around as she did up the buttons again. Unable to spot Howie in his hiding place, she seemed to accept that no one had seen the incident, and slipped off towards the bathroom.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Howie was stunned and delighted at the sight of Tess's heavy meat-melons floating free, only constrained by a flimsy-looking black lace bra...God, they were gorgeous! His dick began to harden, as it had when he was playing with her hard little nipples...

And then she was walking away. Wait...walking away! A target of opportunity, if he could make the adjustment soon enough.

He did. And with a gleeful grin, he pushed his fingers through the hole in the box to pinch her ass.

 

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Tess jumped and looked around. Someone just pinched her ass! She could swear it! But no one was around!

What the hell was happening to her? She glanced around, but there was no one within reach. Maybe she was more tense than she thought. Jake had been ignoring her even more than usual recently... She'd thought she'd be masturbating enough to make up for it, but maybe not. Or maybe she needed the touch of another to really get off the way she needed to...

Either way, if she was going to stay this distracted thanks to this, she needed to do something about it. Returning to her desk, she took a furtive look around... then opened her browser to her favourite porn site. She could get off pretty quick and then hopefully she could actually get some work done today.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Howie was gratified to see Tess jump from the pinch. Fast adjustments were possible. Good. He watched her return to her desk, look around to see if anyone was watching, then...What the hell?? She was looking at porn! He could clearly see what was on her screen, since her monitor was off to the side and clearly in his view. The image was small, at this distance, but unmistakable--he'd seen enough porn sites himself, lying awake at night jerking off to thoughts of...well, frankly, thoughts of Tess, if he was honest with himself.

A wicked, wicked thought came to him. Did he dare? Did he have the balls? He wrestled with himself for a few moments, but not for long; his erection was already present, and just getting harder from the thought that she was going to diddle herself right there at her desk! Her one hand was sill on the mouse, but the other had dropped into her lap and she was leaning back...and he could just see the outside of her knee, indicating that her legs were spread out...

He screwed his courage to the sticking point, made his adjustments, and gently inserted his fingers into the hole. She was probably busy up top, but down lower...

His fingertips encountered soft skin and yielding flesh. Yes! Right on target! He was surprised to find it slick and slippery; evidently the nipple-play earlier had gotten her going. He filed that away for future reference: sensitive nipples.

He slowly ran his fingertips along the folds of her pussy-lips, parting them oh so gently, and found the entrance to her secret place. He slowly pushed two fingers inside...oh, it was glorious! Tight, smooth, warm, slick--just as he had imagined it would be.

He wished he had a third hand to use to rub and squeeze and play with his now pipe-hard cock, but he'd just have to make a beeline for the bathroom when this was over.

 

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Tess had barely relaxed into her chair, getting ready to play with herself, with she felt the unmistakable sensation of fingers against her soaked pussy lips. She gasped, straightening, and looked down, confused. There was nothing there! How was this possible?!

Maybe it was psychosomatic. That had to be it. And if it was, if her body needed this release so much that she was hallucinating sensation, then why should she deny it?

She spread her legs further, her eyes slipping shut, and bit her lip to contain a moan at the feeling of two fingers slipping inside her. God, it felt so good! The fingers started pumping slowly in and out, and her hips started rolling against the touch, as if trying to encourage the touch deeper. Fuck, she was so wet, so hot, and getting so close already...

 

[BurningMonkey]

Howie was amazed at Tess's reaction. She was sitting with her legs spread wide, head back, eyes closed, enjoying every push and pull of his fingers inside her tight, hot, wet tunnel... he could both see and feel her hips arching forward with each instroke, and his boner became painful. God, how he wished he had that third hand...

His breath became labored as he watched his finger manipulations make Tess bite her lip and he heard a little moan escape her lips. He wondered...

He moved his thumb forward with his fingers, and was gratified to feel it making contact with what felt to be a very wet, very warm, very swollen clitoris. So she wasn't drubbing herself, she was going strictl on the feel of his fingers! God damn, but this was intense!

He held his thumb stationary and began to make tiny rapid circles around that wet bliss button with the ball of it as he rocked his lower hand, plunging his fingers in and out deeper and faster.

 

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Tess had to swallow another moan as a thumb against her clit joined the fingers pumping in her pussy. Fuck! She was going to cum soon, and harder than she should've if she wanted to stay quiet!

Her hips were bucking with abandoned against the mystery fingers, and she lifted a hand to her mouth to contain the noises she wanted to make. And then, a moment later, her orgasm hit her hard. Her pussy clamped down on the fingers and soaked them with her juices while her hips writhed against her chair in a useless attempt to fuck the fingers harder. The thumb kept toying with her clit, pushing the orgasm to incredibly heights and she would have screamed if she could breathe.

She came down from it a minute later, and slumped into her chair, panting. She hadn't come that hard in a long, long time. Whatever these mystery fingers were, she needed to thank them.

 

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Howie was surprised at the gush of fluid over his fingers, but Tess's gyrations in her chair were so hot he thought he was going to cum in his pants without even touching himself. He continued his thumb-massage until she slumped back in her chair, chest heaving, then withdrew his now-wet fingers and thumb from the opening. Have to make this opening bigger, he made a mental note even as he made a dash for the men's room, where he banged open a stall, banged the door shut behind him, and feverishly tore open his belt and pants.

Without even bothering to sit he just stood, grabbing his hot hard cock and pumped it once. That was all it took; jets of thick jism shot from the end, across the toilet seat and the back of the tank. It was all he could do to keep from passing out, the orgasm was so intense, and after a second he had to turn and sit weakly on his own cum; his legs wouldn't hold him anymore.

Shaking, he slowly pulled off a foot or so of paper and began laboriously wiping himself. When he was finished with that, he stood wearily and finished wiping his ass, the seat, and the tank. His sad, drooping cock now soft, he tucked it back into his pants and buckled up. Finally he emerged, and went over to the sink to wash her juices off his hand, but not before bringing them up to his nose to savor one last time. Tess, oh Tess, you golden, sexy angel...

When he exited the bathroom and made his way back to the lab, he ran into his supervisor, Bill. "Hey, Howie," Bill asked. "How's that new project coming along? Almost finished with it, yet? The marketing boys are champing at the bit to start promoting it."

"It's coming along nicely, sir," Howie said. Better than you could possibly imagine... "But I still have a few quirks and glitches to work out. Nothing major, but I'm going to need some more time."

As he stood in the lab, staring at the device on the bench, a new thought occurred to him: If he could put fingers through the worm-hole with no ill effect, what was stopping him from putting his cock through it...?

 

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Tess was in a good mood for the rest of the afternoon. She hadn't cum that hard in a long time, and the satisfaction of it put her mood so high that she was perfectly happy doing even the most mundane, boring aspects of her job. It seemed nothing could get in the way of her mood, today, and she spent at least part of the afternoon fantasizing about the next time the mystery fingers would pay her a visit.

As the day ended, she headed home with everyone else, with that particular spring still in her step. She was getting aroused again, having spent the whole afternoon thinking about what had happened to her, and planned to head straight home to finger herself again. She never had this kind of libido - she rarely wanted sex more than once or twice a week, and here she was, wanting it again in the same day! God, she loved those mystery fingers!

 

[BurningMonkey]

Howie spent the rest of the day working out how to make the opening in the box bigger. The model he had in mind was to be able to stick his lips and tongue through it...

Also in the back of his mind was a concept of how to alter the device to make it more...user friendly; as it was now, he had to "see" his target in order to dial in the appropriate coordinates. Needless to say, that limited his range considerably. What he needed was a way to carry a "camera" that would extend his range.

After much thought, He remembered the drone kit he had ordered but not assembled yet; it was about the right size and had good range--silent, small, practically unnoticeable...

All of which was in service to the idea of following Tess around without physically having to have her in sight, though he would still have to be somewhat near to control the drone. Oh, yeah, you golden, super-hot piece of ass, he thought. You ain't seen--or felt!--anything yet...

 

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Tess spent a quiet evening at home, playing with herself while thinking about the mystery fingers. She fingered herself over and over, pleasuring herself at a rate she hadn't.... well, probably ever in her life. And she slept like a baby afterwards, too.

The next morning, she was still in her amazing mood, and decided to go with something a little sexier for work today. She was feeling pretty sexy, after all. She picked a blouse which she could wear with one lower button undone without it being too revealing, and a sexy, shorter than usual pencil skirt. Plus, underneath, she decided to go with something particularly sexy - black lace bra and panties with stockings and garters.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Howie had stayed late at the lab, perfecting his modifications to the device. Since he often had stayed late while on this project, no one questioned it. Finally he had the orifice enlarged to his satisfaction, almost four inches across. It was sufficiently large to allow his mouth and chin to pass through, though not his nose. That could be modified later, if he needed it.

When he got home he busied himself assembling and testing the drone kit, mounting one of those tiny Wi-Fi cameras on it, and testing it in his backyard. It was tiny, only a few inches across, and practically silent; he had to bring it practically to his ear before he could hear the whirring blades. Like a mosquito...

He was driven on by the thought of being able to follow Tess now wherever she went--to the mall, to her home, to the ballpark, in a car or cab--anywhere. And he'd be able to reach out and touch her anytime, anyplace, so long as the camera had her in sight.

He crashed into bed and got up groggily a half-hour late for work. But again, nobody questioned him; he was his own boss on this project, and had kept some pretty bizarre hours over the last few months.

Finally he picked up the device and crept down the hallway to where he could see Tess was sitting. From where he stood, he saw that her skirt today was much shorter than it had been yesterday, and it rode up higher. And there, just at the edge of it, he could spy a thin strip of the tops of her stockings, and the thin, black strap of a garter.

His hands were sweating and his cock already stiffening as he dialed in the coordinates...

 

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Tess was sitting at her desk, working studiously on her latest project, when she swore she felt something ghost over her pussy. She paused, looking down. Nothing touched her, not yet but... she could have sworn she felt a breeze. Was it? Or was it just the feeling of the air against her soaked panties?

She was still aroused, of course. She hadn't stopped being aroused since yesterday. The mystery fingers had gotten her incredibly excited, and she was anxiously hoping for another round. She still had no idea what it was - she still thought it was psychosomatic. She was rather hoping that feeling as sexy as she was today would encourage her mind in that direction again. She wanted to cum like that again today.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Carefully, oh, so carefully, Howie brought the device up to his face. He adjusted the dial slightly...then a little more...

The ghostly image of a pussy swam into view in the opening, like something made of fog. Ah, just what I was hoping it would do... he thought. With one hand he brought the device up to his mouth, and cautiously stuck his tongue into the opening...

Bingo!! He tasted the tangy, slightly salty flavor of cunt-juice. He began to slowly circle the already engorged clit with the tip of his tongue, watching over the device for Tess's reaction...

 

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Holy fuck. The mystery touch had just been upgraded, apparently.

Tess sucked in a sharp gasp and suddenly clutched at the edge of her desk, her whole body freezing the moment his tongue touched her clit. Her pussy flooded with juices, and she was torn on whether to be happy or terrified.

On the one hand, she loved being eaten out. Loved it. Almost as she loved being fucked into oblivion. On the other hand, she knew she was going to cum even harder than she had yesterday, and she was a little afraid of making too much noise and giving something away.

Of course, the threat of being caught was just taboo enough to turn her on even more, and she couldn't quite swallow a whimper at the thought of having to endure a mindblowing orgasm in silence. There was something so hot about that concept...

The tongue was making lazy circles around her clit, hot and rough, teasing her just the way she liked. Her hips started grinding against the tongue, trying to drive it against her swollen nub, but it seemed to move perfectly with the motions of her hips - the portal moved with her, so nothing she did could move the tongue onto her aching clit. "Please please please please," she breathed, not entirely aware she was speaking out loud. The drone was flying close enough, though, to pick up the quiet, desperate begging - she had no idea anyone was listening.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Oh, so she wants more, does she? Howie thought, his cock practically burning its way through his pants, it felt so hot. Well, let's give her what she wants...

With a sudden motion he thrust his mouth into the portal, latching onto her throbbing clit like a limpet. Sucking in, he drew the little pink bliss-button between his lips, skinning back the covering hoed and capturing the tender flesh beneath. With quick, rapid strokes he dragged his tongue roughly back and forth across it, sucking and licking simultaneously...

 

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Tess choked as the touch abruptly started lashing at her sensitive clit, apparently no longer interested in teasing her. She hunched forward over her desk, covering her face with her hands and panting as the tongue licked her exposed clit over and over again, leaving her no relief from the sensation.

She started shaking with the effort of staking silent, her whole body shuddering with overwhelming pleasure. She was going to cum soon if it kept up like this.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Howie watched as Tess hunched over her desk, her shoulders visibly shaking. Oh, yeah, baby...cum for me... he thought as he tried to increase his efforts, lashing and licking at her pussy like it was a rapidly-melting ice cream cone.

It was so incredibly hot--the sight of the girl trembling in arousal, the tangy/salty taste of her in his mouth, the feel of her tender flesh under his rabid tongue... He knew he was oozing pre-cum like a dripping kitchen faucet; remembering yesterday, and the possibility of a stain on the outside of his trousers, he'd prepared by doubling a handkerchief and tucking it into his shorts before work. He only hoped it would be enough to capture the tide of clear fluid he knew was coursing down his turgid shaft.

He kept up the pressure, though his tongue was tiring. He was going to eat her until she came. He was determined. Her bucking and shaking and jerking told him it wouldn't be long, now; he only had to keep going.