3 comments/ 53558 views/ 11 favorites Invisible Hands By: hotwords229 I work in Professor Gale's lab. The Professor is a genius akin to Einstein, Newton, Aristotle, or even Doc Brown. When I started working for her I was totally attracted to her, she is in her late forties, but still holding it together. I tried hard to flirt with her whenever the opportunity presented itself, but I think she regarded me (and still does) as nothing more than a cute simpleton; which may be the case. The professor and I worked alone in her lab, which was an old and quiet beach house along the shore. She gave me a key and I basically kept the place up, moved heavy equipment and acted as her test subject on many occasions. She dabbled in many different experiments, but nothing too bizarre. One day she hired another helper, Kate. The minute I saw Kate I fell in love with her. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I made my intentions clear, I even asked her out a few times, but to no avail. She liked to talk and joke around with me, but that was as far as it ever went. To my knowledge she had no boyfriend, husband or even a dog. I think the Professor knew of my desire for Kate; every now and then I would catch the Professor watching us out of the corner of her eye and smiling to herself. I think that sometimes the Professor considered Kate and I an experiment in male/female relationships. I wear my feelings on my sleeve and Kate is all bottled up—the perfect subjects. Kate is nice and funny, but she is clearly afraid of getting too close. One day the Professor called us both in and showed us her greatest accomplishment—and probably THE greatest scientific discovery known to man. She had unlocked the secret of invisibility! She explained how this elixir worked in terms I didn't understand at all, but Kate seemed to follow, although I think even she was playing along at times. The professor then went into the other room, changed into a robe and told us to prepare ourselves. She drank from the bottle and right before our eyes disappeared. Kate and I stood there staring at an empty robe, just like in the movies. The robe unfastened itself and dropped to the floor. The Professor laughed at our expressions and moved around the room asking us if we could figure out where she was. I, being a guy, then realized the obvious—Professor Gale was nude and standing in front of me. Okay, I couldn't see her, but still . . .! This got me a little horny and I quickly thought what I think any guy in my position would think; this could be used for evil purposes! The professor wrapped the robe around her body like a bath towel and drank the formula again. Just like that she reappeared! The sight of this woman standing in front of me looking a little mussed, with her bare shoulders and legs really got me going. She asked if I was afraid; I suppose she was wondering why I had that look on my face and I tried to snap out of it. Kate made the comment that I was more interested in the Professor standing there nearly nude, than the miracle of science I had just witnessed. Kate was right! The Professor dressed and told us that there were no side effects, no danger and it was very liberating. She told us we should give it a try, but we were both too chicken to do it. The following day Professor Gale told me she was going to the city with her new experiment. She said she wouldn't return for three days and asked that I clear out one of the rooms of the beach house to make way for some invisibility experiments she would be trying out when she returned. I moved some of the equipment then took a break. When I was standing in the main room, I noticed a beaker with the invisibility formula lying on the table. The Professor was a genius, but was very absent minded like so many others. I thought it over for a minute then decided to try it. I took a drink and stood in front of the mirror. As I watched my reflection I saw my own face disappear, my arms, hands, and legs gone. Only the clothes I was wearing remained. I didn't strip down at all, I just walked around that way feeling totally normal, until I looked down at my shorts and saw them moving with no legs in them and only a pair of sneakers on the ground moving with my feet. That is a very disorienting thing to witness, but if you didn't look at it you wouldn't even know you were invisible. The only other odd thing I noticed was that my nose was gone. I guess we don't really take note of it, but you can at anytime see a blurred object in front of you—your nose. When that has turned invisible it is a very strange feeling. As I was walking around I heard a car pull up. I looked out the window and saw Kate get out. She had her backpack and beach towel. Apparently she was going to use the beach, which we sometimes do. I don't know why, but I suddenly panicked. I shouldn't have because the Professor told us to give invisibility a try, I wasn't doing anything wrong, but still I felt weird about it. Kate came through the door and I stood motionless against the far wall. She called my name having seen my car in the driveway, but I didn't answer—why I do not know. If she had turned her head she would have seen a T-shirt, shorts, and sneakers standing by themselves against the wall and I'd have to come clean, but she didn't. Kate went into the kitchen to get a drink and I quickly and quietly took my clothes off. I ran over to the table and wrote a note saying: Went for a walk, be back soon. Kate came back into the main room and saw the note, she glanced at it, and went into one of the bedrooms. I followed her. I tried to keep my breathing as quiet as possible and I tried to walk in step with her. I could hear the difference in her sneakers hitting the floor and my bare feet, but she didn't seem to notice. She went into a bedroom and closed the door. I barely made it around her without bumping into her before she got the door closed. I stood against the wall and watched as she pulled her top off. I was dismayed to see that she already had her bikini on underneath and saw that I wasn't going to get the show I had hoped for. She dropped her shorts and her bikini bottoms came down a little exposing some butt crack—which was the loveliest butt-crack I had ever seen. She adjusted her bikini top and I caught a glimpse of side boob, but that was it. I knew what I was doing was bad and wrong and horrible and mean and evil, etc. But man was it thrilling! I wanted her so much there aren't words to describe it. She motioned back for the door and I turned to give her plenty of room and I unknowingly turned too fast and my penis hit the office chair next to me. It made a THWACK sound and Kate stopped. She looked around then walked out of the room. Kate knew something was up, she looked around the main room and saw my clothes on the floor behind the couch. She thought to herself, looked back at the bedroom and I'll swear a little smile formed on her face, then she went outside to the beach. I was terrified. I felt like a little kid again who was found out doing something I shouldn't have done. I quickly ran out to my car and grabbed a change of clothes I always keep in there and put those on. I went back inside, drank the formula, reappeared, then ran outside. I walked a mile down the road, then cut across the dunes onto the beach and walked back making sure to run into Kate on the beach to reinforce my cover story. We exchanged a few words and she asked me why my clothes were in the living room. I told her I stayed the night and forgot to clean up after myself. I said I would probably spend the night again if I didn't get my work done so I better get back to it. She agreed, but I could tell by the way that she looked at me that she knew something didn't add up. I went about my business and began moving the rest of the equipment into the room the Professor instructed. By the end of the day I was finished and exhausted. I went into the main room and drank some water. I was looking out at the beach in front of the air conditioner vent trying to cool off. I looked over at the bottle of formula and saw that most of it was gone. I didn't think I drank that much, but apparently I had. I began stretching my arms and legs trying to recover. I grabbed one of the overhead pipes on the ceiling and hung from it trying to stretch out my back and arms. What I didn't notice at the time was a floating pair of handcuffs hovering in the middle of the room. Before I knew what was happening both of my wrists were cuffed to the pipe on the ceiling. That scared the crap out of me at first and I couldn't figure out what the hell was going on. It was very surreal. Then I heard an unmistakable giggle. I looked around quickly realizing my predicament. I was handcuffed with my arms in the air and an invisible woman with a grudge was standing in front of me. I didn't say anything; I simply listened. I could hear her breathing rapidly. I laughed at this ridiculous situation and I heard her laugh too. "Okay, you caught me! I was in the room earlier. I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thinking." There was no response. "It's just that . . . " My T-shirt was pulled and literally torn off of my body. The T-shirt hung in mid-air, then was tossed aside. I watched as my sneakers were removed followed by my socks. Now only my shorts remained. I waited. This was the most exhilarating experience of my entire life. I felt hands touch my chest and I could see the few chest hairs I have compress themselves against my skin. This hair-ripple effect went down my chest and onto my stomach. Then the hands let go again. Next she touched my chin and gently lifted it up, exposing my neck. The tips of invisible fingers slid down my neck and onto my nipple. I could feel breath on my neck—she was very close. Then the fingers slid across my lower stomach under my bellybutton. This tickled and my stomach convulsed a little. My shorts were unbuttoned. My zipper pulled itself down. My breathing became erratic. Butterflies filled my stomach. My forehead began to sweat. My shorts dropped to the floor and I stepped out of them. They lifted themselves off the ground and were thrown across the room. Boxer-briefs and a hard-on throbbing under them were all that was left. The hands returned; they rubbed my legs, over my calves and up my thighs. The fingers found their way under my boxers and just barely brushed against my balls, which receded slightly. Then the hands stopped again. I was standing there with my arms trapped above my head in my black boxer-briefs with my hard dick throbbing, waiting. The waiting seemed like forever, and then I felt hands on my shoulders. She was behind he now; her breath filled my ear. She massaged my shoulders then her hands lowered down my back and onto my underwear. She pulled my underwear down exposing my naked ass. My boxers stopped below my butt cheeks keeping my butt out, but my erection concealed on the other side. Both butt cheeks were grabbed and caressed teasingly. Then she let go. I looked down and saw the rug being imprinted now by invisible feet. She was standing in front of me. I looked out into the room guessing where her eyes were. Imagining the look on her face, one of sheer joy, hungry lust, and a new found confidence. I was about to say something cool when I underwear was torn from my body. I was now completely nude. My penis was screaming to be touched. My balls hung low again. Then my testicles were suddenly lifted up as her fingers touched them. She gently tickled up the shaft of my dick and it convulsed harder than it ever has before. I watched as unseen hands manipulated my penis. She touched it with only very careful gentle touches, just enough to drive me insane. Then again, more waiting. I was in ecstasy/agony. Just when I thought I couldn't take anymore a hard grip finally fastened on my dick! I gasped in surprise and an invisible tongue shoved into my mouth. She stroked me harder and faster as I sucked on her tongue. I felt bare nipples touch my chest and this sent me into a new dimension of pleasure. Then the most wonderful thing happened. She climbed onto me and allowed my penis to enter her. She rode me hard; my penis warm and wet with the gripping muscles only a woman possesses and I almost passed out from the out-of-this-world feeling of having sex with a woman I loved but couldn't see. It was like 3D surround sound masturbation! I felt her about to climax and I released myself. We came together. My heart was pounding, I was sweating profusely and my head was reeling. Kate climbed down and walked away. I saw a robe lift itself up and wrap itself around a female form. I was still cuffed to the overhead pipe. My penis began to soften. "How was that Professor?" Kate asked. I looked up and saw the bookshelf revolve to reveal Professor Gale. "Beautiful." I think we are done for today's experiment, though. He looks tired. I was shocked. The Professor smiled and looked right at my dick! It began to harden immediately. "Or perhaps we can continue" she said. Kate drank from the bottle and reappeared wearing her bathrobe. The Professor was carrying a new elixir. "Now let's see how the subject reacts when he knows he is being watched" the Professor said as she began to drink. Kate went in the other room and came back with a video camera. The Professor started to strip even before she was totally invisible and I saw a pair of beautiful bare breasts disappeared into thin air. Kate looked at me and smiled. I was hard as a rock! She trained the camera on my penis as it was engulfed in an invisible mouth. As the Professor began to suck I looked into Kate's glowing eyes. I have never been more in love! Invisible Hands Ch. 02 It had been an unbelievable experience having invisible sex with Kate and Professor Gale. Although to be more accurate the Professor only gave me a hand-job, but still I'm counting that. The frustrating part came later. I guess I expected the sex to continue but it did not--it came to a screeching halt! I thought afterward Kate and I would have a relationship, but in the following days everything went back to normal. The Professor sat Kate and I down and told me that she had been watching me, she knew I wanted Kate, and thought this would be an interesting experiment. She told me that the whole thing was a set-up, that she and Kate concocted the idea that the Professor was away and they wanted to see if I would use the potion to see Kate naked. Professor Gale explained that she knew the serious implications of how the invisibility potion could be used and she was reluctant to tell anyone about it before she could be sure of it's seductive nature. Sure enough two seconds alone with the stuff and I turned full-blown pervert! She told me the initial day was the actual experiment, but Kate wanted to take it further and show me how it would feel if the tables were turned. Kate admitted the plan was initially to strip me to my underwear, then let me off the hook, but she got carried away. When I asked the Professor why she cranked me off she blushed a little and said that she also got caught up in the experiment! I can believe this because to the Professor everything is a scientific experiment. So that was that. Kate and the Professor apologized, as if that were necessary, and we agreed to continue on with our normal routines. I made sure to tell them if they ever need to experiment on me again I was more than willing! (If only I knew what was to come!) I can't tell you how horny I was after that. I wanted more than anything in the world to relive that experience. One day I was sanding down some deck chairs the Professor had and I saw Kate carrying in some specimens to the lab which was located under the deck. I watched her as she walked back and forth to the car; I admired the way her magnificent breasts swayed ever so slightly as she hauled the bags in. I wanted her so bad! I could almost taste her tongue in my mouth, the feeling of her nipples sliding against my back, the feel of her warm fingers gliding up my cock. I immediately had a boner and to my horror just as my hardened dick was pressing against my jeans she noticed me and waved. I waved back and tried to swing around so she wouldn't notice. And that's when I first saw the glimmer in the ocean. I could see something shining in the water and being tumbled in the crashing waves, but I couldn't make out what it was. I decided a break was in order, I couldn't keep bending over to work on the chairs with a hard-on. Especially since I could see into the lab window and almost look right down Kate's shirt, so I walked down the beach to see what was in the water and try to get my mind off my own perversities. As I approached the shiny object I was feeling very dejected. I wanted Kate so much and I so desperately wanted to be nude with these two women again! My boner just would not go down. I arrived right at the edge of the water and saw it was a strange looking rock. For some reason I felt drawn to it; I had to see it up close. Without even realizing it at first I had gotten too close to the water and a large wave went over my shoes and ice water splashed up my pant leg soaking my testicles! I jumped and let out a loud yell. But I also grabbed the rock and walked back to shore. I walked as fast as I could back to the beach house examining the rock the whole time. My erection had subsided now (finally!) I think due to the coldness of the salt water in my jeans. "Professor!" I exclaimed upon entering the lab. "What have you got there?" she asked. "A weird looking rock that washed up on shore." I handed it to her. She examined it with some curiosity but not much. "It's interesting. I don't recognize what type of rock it is, but then I'm no geologist. It is extremely lightweight. Perhaps, I'll examine it later." She said as she put it down on the table. Kate bent down to look at it and again I saw her cleavage, which sent a wave of warmth through me. In fact, right through me and into my pants. My boner had begun to return. Just then the rock cracked open and Kate jumped back. The three of us stood motionless at first watching to see if it did anything else. And it did. The rock fragments seemed to dissolve right there on the table and left a small, slimy, octopus looking creature writhing on the lab table. "What the hell?" Kate said as she leaned in once again to investigate. "Stand back, Kate. We don't know what that is." I said, trying to be as cool as a 1950's Sci-fi hero would. "Some form of cephalopod, I should think." Professor Gale chimed in. She was putting her glasses on and looking as closely at the creature as she felt comfortable. "Seems harmless enough!" said the Professor as she put her finger close to it. "Professor!" I said stepping forward, "Maybe you shouldn't . . ." but it was too late. The creature wrapped one of its tentacles around her finger. Nothing happened, it didn't attack, it almost seemed friendly as if it were saying Hello! "I don't think you should touch it until you know what it is." I said. "The Professor knows what she's doing, Mark." Kate said. "I admit sometimes she jumps in a little haphazardly, but she always gets results." Kate said this and shot me a glance with a sexy little smirk that stirred my penis again. I wanted to walk over and grab her and kiss the shit out of her right there, when I noticed her expression changed. I followed her eyes and they were watching Professor Gale who seemed in a trance. Her cheeks were red and she seemed to be breathing hard. "Professor?" Kate asked. "Are you . . ." "I'm fine. I just have the strangest sensation." I looked down and the tentacled creature almost seemed to be humping the Professor's finger. She pulled her hand away from it and looked at Kate. "We need to study this creature immediately!" she said and I swear she looked at Kate in a very erotic way. She looked into Kate's eyes the way I do, I even saw her glance down at Kate's breasts! The Professor's face was very red now and she seemed a little disoriented. "Professor, maybe you need to get some air?" I suggested. "Yes, I could use it, it seems very hot in here suddenly." As she wiped her forehead her lab coat opened a little and I could see her erect nipples poking through her blouse! 'What the hell is going on' I thought. Then the Professor looked at me, hungrily, wantonly, like she did that night. I swear she looked right at my bulge, "You should take your pants off" she said and I almost passed out right there. I looked at Kate and Kate looked at me. "They're all wet and you can catch cold." The Professor added. "Oh. Yeah, right," was the best response I could come up with as the Professor left the room. Kate and I stood there looking at each other. Neither one of us wanted to say there was something wrong with the Professor, but we both knew it. All I could picture were her nipples poking through the fabric of her shirt and how she looked at Kate. That, in turn, made me think of Kate and the Professor getting it on and suddenly I was sporting another full-blown erection in my wet jeans. "It just got bigger!" Kate said and I snapped out of it. "Huh!" "The creature, look at it. It's getting bigger!" she said and I moved in close to her to look at it. There I was standing next to the sexiest woman on the planet looking at a creature that could have come from the vast depths of the ocean or even possibly even deepest space and all I could do was feel the hot burning sexual energy of Kate, her warmth, her scent, her . . . "Kate!" the Professor yelled and Kate walked out of the lab. I wanted to follow, but I didn't think it a good idea to leave the creature unattended. I watched it as it rolled around on the table. Now don't think I'm too much of a weirdo, but there was something sexual about the appearance of the creature. I don't know if it was just because I was thinking about the 2 women in my life naked and fondling each other or what—but my penis grew harder and harder just staring at this creature. I could hear Kate and Professor Gale talking outside, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. I imagined they were taking each other's clothes off and then returning to do each other while I watched. Kate was right, as I looked at the slimy creature it was getting bigger—much bigger. I leaned in and felt a sudden need to touch it when . . . "Mark!" the Professor, said. I nearly jumped out of my wet jeans. "I don't want you to touch it until we know more. Now why don't you go change into some dry clothes?" Once again she looked down at my crotch and I did as well. There was a definite lump in the denim and I tried to hide it. "I don't think she noticed," the Professor whispered and my heart skipped a beat. I smiled in total humiliation and left the room. I grabbed my dry clothes out of my car and changed in the bathroom next to the lab. My cock was throbbing and I knew it wasn't going to subside. I knew I better do something about it so I started jerking off. I could faintly hear Kate and the Professor talking science talk in the lab and seeming to get some results. I also heard a lot of whispering as if they knew what I was doing in the bathroom. They probably did. That somehow made me even more turned on; as I stroked my dick imagining them standing outside the door. I looked over and noticed that I forgot to lock the door, which meant that either one of them could open the door at anytime and see me yanking my crank. If that happened I wouldn't even stop, I would just spread my knees open and invite them to watch! That didn't happen, of course, but the idea of it helped me accomplish my task. I blew my wad, changed my clothes and opened the door. I jumped and made an embarrassing bellow when I saw the Professor was indeed standing right outside the door. Without missing a beat she said, "Mark, do me a favor and run down to the store, I'll give you a list of supplies I'll need for this new experiment." She said. "No problem," I said as cool as I could. I looked at her, trying to look innocent, but she looked back at me as if she knew exactly what I was up to in there. And how more obvious could I be, my face was beat red, I was sweating, and breathing quickly. I glanced into the lab and saw Kate look up at me with a smirk as if she also knew. At this point I also couldn't help but notice the creature had at least quadrupled in size! I was about to ask how that happened when the Professor whisked me away to my chores. When I returned Kate and the Professor were hard at work analyzing, taking notes, poking, prodding, etc. They both seemed glad that I had returned, I don't know why exactly it wasn't like anything I picked up at the store could have been vital in any way, but there was a noticeable reaction from the two of them that I had returned. "Everything okay?" I asked. "Fine, fine," the Professor said. "Now I need you to do me another favor, Mark. I need you to go up on the deck and work on those chairs. Please stay there and finish them today." "Okay." This seemed strange to me. How could the chairs be a big deal? We may have found another scientific wonder and she is worried about finishing deck chairs? Something was up. "And Kate, I want you to relax. Go work on your tan and keep Mark company; like we discussed," She added. "Professor, I don't think you should be alone with that thing, there's something odd about it. Look how it grows and shrinks!" And it had shrunk. Since I had been gone it was almost back to its original size. "It is all very odd, but please do as I say and I will explain when appropriate." She said as if that were the end of the discussion—and it was. I went up on the deck and began sanding the deck chairs getting them ready for paint. As I sat there I considered the Professor telling Kate to work on her tan— What the hell is that? Since when does the Professor give a crap about tanning? On the other hand that meant that Kate would be in some kind of revealing outfit and hanging out with me—which is all I really want in life! I moved the chair I was working on to the edge of the glass overlooking the lab. From there I had a perfect view of the Professor working and the creature on the table. This way if anything happened I would see it and run to her aid. Then I saw Kate reflected in the glass and coming up behind me in a bikini! I almost fell through the glass and into the lab! She was wearing a bikini I had never seen before. It was very small, two-piece bright pink and showed every beautiful curve of her body. I tried to act cool, but failed miserably. She knew how I felt about her, she knew how I worshiped her body! "Are you okay?" she asked. "Sure . . . What? Why?"—I have a way with words! "You look taken aback." She smiled. "No, it's just that . . . I never saw you so . . . I've only seen you in clothing. When you're not in clothing you're invisible, so I never really got to see . . .how you looked . . . you know," I couldn't go on. I was staring right at her breasts without meaning to. She noticed and looked momentarily shy. I looked away. There was an awkward silence between us, then she said, "Well, here's my body! What do you think?" Again, I almost passed out. "You're beautiful, Kate. You're perfect. I can't even think of a word to describe how amazing you are!" I said, then my face burned with redness because I realized how lame that sounded. "Thank you. You know I don't get out a lot and I never was very good with boys. I'm too smart for them I guess. Nobody likes a smart chick. And I appreciate how nice you are and respectful. You're a good guy Mark. I enjoy being around you." She said without making eye contact with me. I guess she's a little bashful too. This was probably the greatest moment of my life even better than when she stripped me for the invisibility experiment! This was meaningful, this was emotional, and this was . . . Her expression changed, "I can't lie to you, Mark. You're too good of a person. We're using you again." She said. "What do you mean?" She walked over and banged on the glass calling the Professor. Professor Gale came up from the lab and asked what was going on. "I have to come clean with him this time, I have to." Kate told Professor Gale. "Oh, okay." She replied. "Tell him." The Professor was still writing in her journal. She was always writing notes. Knowing her she was probably studying Kate as much as myself and the creature for that matter—the Professor was interested in every single thing on the Planet Earth. Everything to her was an experiment. Kate looked back at me and began explaining— "That creature, you have some kind of effect on it. The Professor sent you away to verify that and it's true. Once you left it shrank to its original size again. When you were masturbating in the bathroom . . . I'm sorry, but we know that's what you were doing, it was obvious, when you were . . . well, the creature swelled up a lot. The Professor thinks it is female and sexually stimulated by your own sexual stimulation. Possibly due to pheromones." I sat there looking at her forgetting for the moment that she was almost completely naked. I was perplexed. "After you left, the Professor and I both tried to stimulate ourselves sexually in front of the creature and nothing happened. So now we are trying to see if it will react if you are stimulated again. That's why she wants me up here in a bikini to provoke a feeling in you. As a Scientist I need to do this, but as your friend I can't bring myself to lie to you about it. I want to be honest with you for once." "I don't know what to say." I wanted to ask how she and the Professor "tried" to sexually stimulate themselves in front of the creature—that image alone almost made me ruin my underwear! She looked deep into my eyes and asked, "How does that make you feel? I don't want to hurt you." "I'll tell you how it makes me feel, when you said you were my friend my heart swelled—for once, more than my . . . well more than my . . . manliness." She looked down at my crotch and giggled. "I care deeply about you, Kate and I would do anything—ANYTHING to help you. If you need to experiment on me then let's do it! I'm more than willing to devote my body to your science." I looked at the Professor with her hair and lab coat blowing in the slight breeze; she looked up from her notes and smiled. "That's what I like about you Mark. I like that attitude." "So what do we do?" I asked. Professor Gale looked at Kate and in the most clinical way said, "Try to give him an erection. Get him hard and see what happens." Kate and I both laughed. I don't know what was funnier, the flat way the Professor delivered that line or the idea that Kate would have to TRY to get me hard. "So, I mean, what are we going to do? This is kind of crazy, isn't it." What do you need from me?" I asked. Truthfully with all my big talk about wanting Kate and feeling horny for Professor Gale, I was suddenly very nervous. At the same time I was feeling very sexy and woozy. These two women that I have the highest regard for are looking at me as a sexual object and that's hot! "It's working already," said the Professor. "It's getting bigger!" I looked down at my pants, then realized she meant the creature. The three of us looked through the window and saw the creature growing on the table. "Tell me, Mark, what are you feeling right now?" "Confused. Unsure." And with a long pause I finally added, "Sexy." I said as sheepishly as possible. "Go with that, it's okay. Let yourself be free! Get hard. Let your penis grow!" The Professor said and again Kate and I both laughed because hearing the Professor talk like that was just funny. "Kate help him, get him going!" she added. "And Mark, talk, don't forget to tell me what you are thinking and feeling at all times." "Okay, but I don't know how I feel . . ." "Mark look at me," Kate said and I did. "Look at my body, don't be shy look at my breasts. Do you like them?" she said with the most seductive look in her eyes I have ever seen. My cock began to grow now, something came over me and my shyness began to subside. I was filled with lust for her. I began to accept that I was being given carte blanche to do as I pleased to allow all my perverted fantasies to come true. "Are you getting hard, Mark?" Kate asked. "Yes. I am." "Say it. Tell me your penis is getting hard right now." "I'm getting, my penis is getting very hard." Her eyes darted down to my bulge. "Get it rock hard, Mark. I need that cock throbbing; I want to see it swell with passion. Let the sexual power flow into your cock, Mark. I want it. I want you to think about feeling me. Think about feeling these." She said as she cupped her boobs. The blood was flowing into my dick faster than ever before. It pressed against my jeans and moved under the denim. "I see it. I see it growing. Touch it for me, Mark. Slide your finger along its length. Rub the tip of your pulsating dick with your finger and let me watch you do it." She said. My soul was beginning to leave my body at this point; I seriously felt that I was having an out-of-body experience. "Good," the Professor said, "Very good, keep it up, both of you." "I want to touch your balls again, Mark. I want to feel those soft pendulous nuts rolling between my fingers. And I want to see your naked ass, those tight bulbous ass-cheeks and your sexy little crack! I want to strip you nude and look at your hot naked body under the sun and I want to stroke your hard throbbing penis until it bursts with your warm cum." Invisible Hands Ch. 02 "Oh my God, this is hot!" I said. "Touch yourself, Mark." The Professor ordered, "Fondle your penis, don't be shy. Rub yourself through your jeans. This is working. Look at Kate's beautiful body. Imagine how she looks naked, think about touching her. You have to stay aroused, but don't ejaculate and don't touch each other. Talk, Mark, tell us what you feel." "I want to fuck! I want to strip Kate naked and taste every part of her." I looked into Kate's eyes with great confidence now. "I want to see you nude. Touch yourself." And she did. I briefly considered what we must look like if someone were to drive up. Me rubbing my hard dick through my jeans as a hot young babe rubs her bikini clad body and a Professor looking into a window taking notes! Anyway, Kate touched herself. She rubbed her hands all over her body. She stopped and rubbed tiny circles around her nipples, which were totally erect and pressing against the thin fabric of her swimsuit. "This is amazing! This is everything I hoped for. I can't believe this is happening. I'm so hard right now! I feel like I'm going to . . ." BANG! Everything happened at once; I heard the Professor yell, "Get back!" Kate SCREAMED and I heard glass explode! The creature had grown to immense proportions and had jumped up from the table, through the window and was now slipping its slimy enormous body around the deck with its tentacles whipping around like crazy. The creature flopped forward and grabbed Kate. Its tentacles wrapped around her throat, wrists, and ankles. She was frozen in fear. I ran forward to save her, but the Professor stopped me. "NO!" she yelled grabbing my arm. "It won't hurt her. Just wait!" "How do you know? This thing could kill her, look at the way it has her by the throat!" Just then as if it knew what I was saying the tentacle around Kate's throat loosened and moved away. "See! It does understand. It's not hurting you is it, Kate?" the Professor asked. Kate didn't answer at first, she seemed drugged or something. Her body began writhing around in a very passionate way. The Professor explained, "It feels good, Mark. The touch of this being is very pleasurable. See the wet goo it leaves behind the tentacles? They are some kind of aphrodisiac. The feel of the goo is so erotic! It defies words." "Oh my God!" Kate exclaimed in erotic passion. I watched transfixed. The tentacles began sliding all over her amazing body covering her in the goo. Her soft skin glistened in the sunlight as her head flung back against the squishy octopus-like creature. This was like watching the greatest porno ever shot and it was starring the girl of my dreams! One tentacle slipped under her top and popped it right off. Kate's perfect breasts fell out of her bikini top and sparkled with goo. This was the first time I saw her beautiful boobies and I almost exploded right in my pants! "What's it going to do to her?" I asked in wonder and amazement. "It's not doing it to her it's doing it to you, Mark. This animal wants you to be aroused, it wants you to feel erotic, carnal to feel the most raw and animalistic arousal possible. We need to find out why." And with that the Professor put her notes down and walked over to the creature. It recoiled at first, then seemed to smell the Professor. It then grew more tentacles and wrapped them around the Professor. She fell back into the slime monster and closed her eyes exhaling with extreme pleasure. "Let's see what this does for you, Mark," She said. The new tentacles then began exploring the professor's body and her clothes started ripping under the creature's strength. The professor didn't struggle at all; she simply allowed herself be stripped. Her breasts soon exploded from the confines of her shirt and bra and a new tentacle slipped softly down the front of her panties. Professor Gale moaned in ecstasy. This was almost more than I could take. "Mark," Kate said in a soft whisper. "It's the most incredible thing!" "It's inside me," The Professor said in delight, it's entered me and I can feel the soft pleasure in my loins!" The tentacles slide over the mound in Kate's panties, but did not go under—I wondered if it didn't because I wouldn't want it to! The Professor on the other hand was now completely nude and fully penetrated! And she loved it! The Professor was out of breath, but managed to say, "Mark! This is all for you! Think what you want it to do! Make it do your will. Try to control it!" "How?" I asked. "Think of something you desire!" I thought and it happened. The tentacled creature allowed Kate and the Professor to come face to face. They looked into each other's eyes and embraced. Their soft boobs squished together as their mouths met. Kate pushed her tongue into the Professor's mouth and their hands rubbed each other's breasts. I was so turned on now I could feel the pre-cum soaking through my jeans. They separated. "That was so hot!" Kate said. Kate and the Professor fell back in exhaustion, they seemed to be at their limit of sexual excitement. I watched as their naked bellies rose and fell under their rapid breath. I loved the way their tits swayed back and forth as their chests pulled air in and out. I looked down and saw Professor Gale's bare vagina. She had the tightest little slit turned inward, so pretty, so inviting—I stared at it with tremendous craving. Before I knew it a tentacle began sliding up across her leg and touched her pussy lips so very gently. The Professor crunched forward seemingly in an almost painful bliss. She then arched her back as it entered her. Professor Gale began moaning in delight. Seething in an erotic rapture. The tentacle gingerly moved around inside her, pleasuring her with its gooey spender. My cock was so hard as I watched this take place. I wondered again why Kate still had her panties on—it seemed as if the creature knew that area was reserved only for me! The Professor on the other hand was free game; she wanted it and she needed it—and she got it. I am not aware of any personal relationship she ever had and I figured this was an amazing once-in-a-lifetime experience that she could enjoy. And boy did she enjoy it. The way her body writhed in pleasure, the way she slithered around in a pool of this "bliss goo" was the most sensual thing I had ever seen! The creature released Kate and she ran to me, topless, soaking with goo and more beautiful than I had ever seen her. We embraced and turned to watch the professor getting laid by the slimy creature. I don't know if it was Kate's naked breasts pressing against me or if it was the cool goo soaking through my shirt, but I became overwhelmed with desire. I felt as though my own testicles were about to explode through the head of my cock! I can't even describe the feeling! I looked at her and kissed her as passionately as I have ever kissed anyone in my life. My hands glided across her slippery breasts tingling from the absorption of the goo. Kate's gooey hand rolled over the bulge in my jeans and my cock throbbed against the pressure and friction of her massage. Kate and I were startled when we realized the creature and Professor had moved in right next to us. The Professor had the look of pure wanton lust in her eyes as the creature pushed her up against Kate. The three of us began kissing and fondling each other's bodies. I couldn't tell whose tongue belonged to whom! All I know is my hands, fingers, mouth, and tongue couldn't help but find hot, naked, wet, slippery female body parts no matter which way they turned. It was fantastic! Professor Gale's hands slid up under my T-shirt as Kate fondled my butt and crotch. The Professor tore her fingernails into the fabric of my T-shirt and ripped the front of it open exposing my bare chest. The two women ravenously took my nipples into their mouths and sucked as their fingertips slid up and down my abs. Then they backed up. Kate reached forward and smiled a devilish, fun smile. She gripped my jeans and undid the button then she slowly pulled my zipper down. Kate pealed open my jeans and exposed my cum-soaked bulging boxers, which were tenting out from my open jeans. Kate and the Professor looked into my eyes, "Your turn!" they said and before I realized what they meant I felt the tentacles wrapping around my wrists! "Wait!" I yelled, "I can't do this! I can't . . ." "It will be fine, Mark. You are safe. Let it happen and remember to say what you are experiencing. It is VERY important to tell us everything!" the Professor said. Even though she was completely nude and covered in a shiny goo-like substance she still came off very professional—she was incredible! More tentacles wrapped around my ankles and I was lifted slightly off the ground. Before I knew what was happening I was being touched, rubbed, stroked, and handled by many tentacles! My clothes were coated in the penetrating goo. "How does it feel, Mark?" The Professor asked. "Incredible! It—it's like nothing I've ever felt . . ." And it wasn't. The sexy ooze made my skin feel amazing—it was the equivalent of having cake-mix ice cream on your tongue only your entire body was a taste bud! The tentacled creature took its time working me over. It had an extremely light touch, massage-like, sensual. My whole body writhed with goosebumps exploding under its touch. I was nearly horizontal now with my legs and arms swaying up and down as if I was floating in the water. My eyes had been closed and when I opened them I saw Kate. She remained topless, she didn't even try to cover herself, but she stood in absolute astonishing beauty, studying me like the true scientist she was. But there was more, she looked my body over not like a scientist, but a lover. She wanted me. I looked at her lovely firm boobies, her stiff nipples, the way her belly inverted and led down to her cuter little bellybutton that seemed so inviting. The creature sensed my intensified arousal and caressed my body more quickly. My groin was aching now. The fabric of my underwear was too restraining. "Pull it out!" I yelled. "What Mark? Are you okay?" Professor Gale asked. "Yes! I want it I want it all! Please I can't take anymore! Pull my penis out and finish this!" I begged. The creature seemed to understand and it wrapped its tentacles around my jeans and underwear and pulled them down around my ankles in one fell swoop. I dangled in mid air in front of the Professor and Kate with my bare chest sticking out of a torn shirt and my hard naked penis standing straight up and my pants and underwear around my ankles! Tentacles slid up and lifted my dangling balls covering them in goo, as another wrapped around my stiff dick and stroked me off even better than I had ever been able to achieve on my own. Then another tentacle slipped up between my legs and pressed against my butt-hole! I clenched my legs tightly trying to impede it. "NO!" I screamed. "No, not like that!" "It's alright, Mark. Let it in! It won't hurt you!" The Professor reassured me. "No, I don't want that! Not there! Please!" Another tentacle wrapped around my forehead and pulled my head back slightly. My arms were pulled back as well like a criminal captured by the police. My ankles were brought up to rest on either side of my butt. I can only imagined the frightened way I must have looked hanging in mid air with my pants around my ankles naked dick sticking out, torn shirt, covered in goo and the expression of a frightened child! The tentacle worked its way around my anus—I'm extremely embarrassed about this part. Like any straight guy this is a very touchy subject. I do not nor have I ever even considered the butt to be a place of eroticism. I as uptight about it as the next guy—call it homophobia, or feminization, or just it's new so I fear it, but I was very apprehensive. I thought if I was against it the tentacled creature would let me off the hook, but boy was I wrong. The thin tendril slid right up my old wazoo! The sensation was not all together unpleasant, and thankfully it was very thin and didn't go very far. The goo however clearly reached my prostate and the feelings of a thousand orgasms fired through my body like a sexual hurricane! My balls emptied and I shot my hot wad into the air. Kate and the Professor stood mesmerized as the creature with lightening like reflexes grabbed my cum with a different colored tentacle and pushed it deep into its own middle section. I was immediately released and dropped on the ground. The creature did a crab-walk over the side of the deck onto the beach and scurried into the sea. Kate, topless, the Professor completely nude, and I torn shirt, pants and underwear around my ankles remained motionless trying to comprehend what had just occurred. Then the two women came over to me and began feeling my pulse, listening to my heart and checking my shrinking penis. When it was determined that we were all fine a profound tiredness overcame all three of us. The two beautiful wet naked ladies lie down on either side of me and we all fell asleep under the warm sun. My last thought as I drifted off to sleep was, "What the hell was that all about?" Although I didn't know it at the time, we were about to find out.