1 comments/ 39478 views/ 2 favorites The Research Study:...Ch. 1 By: alexandraaah The Research Study: Paid for Pleasure? Ch. 1 I could barely wait to tear open the envelope from XX University to see if they accepted me into their graduate program. 'Dear Alexandra Maple, we are pleased to inform you that...' Yes! I got in; it had taken me long enough to get around to applying to graduate school but I was finally on my way. I went about my day and tried fruitlessly to come up with ways to fund my education without drowning in student loans. At a loss for any good ideas I plopped down on my sofa and picked up the latest Chicago Reader. Before reading the articles, I like to check out the "Back Page," often advertising obscure and naughty things. At the very bottom an ad read 'Interested in BIG MONEY? Join an exclusive research program at Cedar Hill Clinic. Safe and discreet. Call for more information.' I wasted no time punching in the numbers, even if it didn't cover my tuition, it couldn't hurt to make some money. "You have reached the Cedar Hill Clinic's Sexual Research Department. If you are interested in joining the study, please leave your name and number at the tone." Shit. Huh? Sexual research? I hung up and looked around my apartment as I thought about my next move. It didn't take much thinking, as I'm a highly sexual thirty-year-old woman who happens to have exactly $349.87 in her checking account. I dialed again. "Um, yes, my name is Alexandra Maple. I, uh, was interested in the study. My number is..." I laid back and wondered what this could all be about. It was probably some egg donation program or maybe a questionnaire about how active my sex life is. I was chuckling to myself wondering if I would be honest about all of my escapades while traveling; my affinity toward exhibitionism and appetite for group sex. This jogged my memory and I began daydreaming, recalling the last time I masturbated in my car, then at a rest area. I loved that the trucker saw me and how he got off...I gave my right nipple a little squeeze and unbuttoned my shorts. My hand was at the rim of my panties and my eyes half closed when the phone rang. Startled out of my sexual haze I jumped up and immediately answered. "Hello?" "Hello, is this Alexandra?" "Y-yes," I stammered. The voice on the other end was perhaps the sexiest I had ever heard. I have a thing about voices—and phone sex. "Alexandra, my name is Jack and I'm calling from Cedar Hill Clinic." "Uh huh," was all I could manage. "We received your message and would like to set up an appointment to see if you'll let us study you." "Oh? I thought I had to meet certain criteria..." "You'll see, Alexandra. Can you come in this afternoon? Say, 4:30?" "Sure, I guess." "Bye Alexandra. I look forward to meeting you." With that, dream voice Jack hung up the phone. I looked at my watch; I had forty-five minutes. I hopped in the shower and quickly shaved my legs and used yummy shower gels to ensure smelling good. I got dressed quickly and headed out the door. The clinic was unassuming enough. I walked in and the receptionist directed me to the research area of the building. When I walked in it looked like any other clinic. Doctors and scientist, some obviously students or interns were walking around with clipboards and chatting. I noticed an observation area and a man about my age was being observed through the glass. He was hooked up to all sorts of wires and such. When I looked up, I noticed that he was watching a very explicit porno movie. Someone touched my arm and I swung around "Sorry if I startled you. May I help you?" It was that voice. "Um, yeah, I have an appointment, my name is Alexandra." The man was as beautiful as the voice. "Certainly, Alexandra, we were expecting you. Please, follow me." No problem doing that. I was led to a small room. Jack asked if I was comfortable then called in his colleagues. In walked a stunning woman of about thirty-five years and another man, about fifty. Jack himself looked to be almost forty. Jack introduced me to them. Her name was Amy and his Michael. During the next half hour I was asked a series of questions about my sexuality. Was I gay, straight or bisexual? I explained that I was straight but bi-curious. They nodded and took notes on this. A nurse came in to draw blood for some tests. More questions about my sex life, sex drive and attitude toward sex in general. Then, without warning, Amy looked me in the eye and unbuttoned her blouse. She exposed beautiful breasts, about a C cup in an even more beautiful bra. She looked at me seductively and said, "Does this turn you on, Alexandra?" I stammered, "I, uh.." I looked at Jack, then Michael then back at Jack. He nodded and gently closed his eyes in such a reassuring way that I felt at ease. "Well, honestly, yes. Yes it does turn me on." She left her shirt undone and scribbled some notes, "Very well then." Jack then took the floor and explained to me that this was the part of the interview where they explained to me what the research was all about and I could determine if I would like to participate. He explained that there would be nudity, explicit sexual themes and acts and masturbation only if I felt comfortable. I was so mesmerized by his voice and his coffee brown eyes that I sat silent long after he was done speaking. "Well? Alexandra, are you interested?" He jolted me out of my trance. "Uh, oh yeah, I think...um, what about the compensation?" "Of course," he began, "we are prepared to offer you five hundred dollars for the first week. The pay increases weekly as the research becomes more, uh, intense shall I say." Trying to maintain some semblance of a cool air, I said, "Ok, sounds good to me! Where do I sign?" They didn't have to know that I probably would have done it for fifty bucks. They wanted to start right away, presumably to detect my level of commitment and to be sure I didn't get scared off and never return. They gave me a short, silk, burgundy robe and told me to take off all my clothes and put that on. They instructed me that once in the changing room, there was another door, which led me into the observation room. I was to go through this door and wait for further instruction. I quickly disrobed and wondered what I had gotten myself into...again. I was clouded by the offer of good money and anything to do with sex caught my interest. I shooed away any reservations I was having and opened the door into the observation room. I was immediately surprised at how warm it was. The next thing I noticed was how nice it smelled; like lilacs and sex. The room was set up like a studio apartment. There was a card table with four chairs around it, a queen size bed, a recliner chair and a television mounted on the wall. Music was playing softly though I couldn't see a stereo. Just then, the music cut off and I heard Amy's voice over a microphone, "Just sit down and relax Alexandra, we're getting set up here." I sat down in the recliner and tried to relax, closing my eyes and inhaling deeply. I heard the dressing room door open and looked over to see Jack walking toward me. He was carrying all sorts of wires that I figured he was going to plant all over my head. He had changed out of his business clothes, though, and was wearing loose shorts and a faded blue t-shirt. He told me to stay put and he slowly opened up the robe, exposing my breasts. "Don't worry," he said, "I don't bite...at least not until week three." I giggled and he placed the electrodes on my chest, stomach and one near each nipple. As he was placing the second one on my right breast, my nipples swelled to embarrassing proportions. He gave me a little wink and told me to please open my legs. I turned a color of red that wasn't even fashionable in the eighties and looked over to the glass partition. Amy caught my eye and spoke into the microphone, "Don't worry Alexandra, Jack is a researcher as well as volunteer in the study. You can stop anytime you don't feel comfortable, but this is a basic part of the setup. It doesn't get any less exposing from here, so just relax and enjoy yourself." I looked back up at Jack, who was still hovering over me waiting for me to open my legs. He gave me that charming reassuring look and I slowly lifted up my knees and opened myself up to him. Having been distracted by the goings on, it just occurred to me how completely turned on I was. Here was this incredibly sexy man touching me while I was completely exposed and to boot we had an audience. He went to put an electrode at the base of my clitoris. When he got there, we both looked down to see that I was more turned on than I thought; there was moisture seeping out of my vagina. I looked up, into his eyes and gave a sheepish look and mouthed I'm sorry. He kept looking directly into my eyes and said, "You're going to be perfect for this. I, for one already like working with you." He then ever so gently placed the electrode on the base of my clit, causing it to jump from its hood and my whole body to twitch. "Ok, Alexandra, here's what we're doing today. We will expose you to a couple different, highly sexual situations and record your level of excitement. If at any time you wish to masturbate, please do, as this helps us to assess our data. There are several sexual implements that have never been used, feel free to try them out if you wish; they are in the dresser next to the bed. Jack will be in the room with you, if you wish to touch him, that's fine. We might direct Jack to touch you at times, be sure to express any discomfort you have at any time. Ok, Alexandra, ready?" All I could do was nod. Suddenly, the television came on and it was the same porno movie the man had been watching when I first arrived. There were two naked women giving a man a blowjob. He was moaning and writhing and they were sharing his hard cock, their tits bouncing all around in the process. It was pretty hot, but I especially got excited when the dirty talk started, "Oh, yeah, suck my cock..Oh yeah, ungh, fuck yeah." I became a little more interested as he seemed to be nearing orgasm. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Jack stand up. I looked over to see him taking off all his clothes to reveal the most delicious looking hard cock I had ever seen. He must have been well over six feet tall with a strong hard body that his penis didn't shame at all. He sat back down in the chair and began stroking his massive erection, staring directly at me. I was speechless. Speechless and literally drowning in my own juices. He was pumping his cock so slowly and deliberately. I began to imagine that I could feel what it must feel like to be him. I looked up at the window and Amy and Michael were watching us, pleased. Amy nodded at me, and then toward Jack as if to say go ahead and do what pleases you. Jack then spoke, "The only rule here, Alexandra, is to not hold back your desires." I was too turned on to be bashful. I turned the chair so I was facing Jack. We were about three feet apart. I lifted my legs and draped them over the arms of the chair so my legs were wide open and my wet pussy completely exposed. I continued to watch Jack who by now was beginning to moan a little from watching me. I saw some precum spurt from his penis and I licked my lips. Avoiding the electrode, I slipped a finger into my pussy. It was so slick that I easily followed it by two, then three fingers. I then took them out and traced my labia and cooed a little to test Jack's reaction. H e began stroking a little harder and his breathing was noticeably heavier. I circled around and around, avoiding my clit, knowing that once I touched it I would explode. This was so remarkably hot, sitting three feet away from an incredibly sexy man who happened to be rock hard and masturbating while watching me do the same. I almost came right there thinking about it. Just then I heard Amy in a much lower, more seductive voice, "Alexandra, you're doing great. Why don't you touch your clit, sweetie? It looks so ripe and swollen plus I'd love to see you climax. I know Jack would too, wouldn't you Jack?" Jack moaned his approval and shot me that look again. Then, another voice, "Alexandra, this is Michael. You're doing great. You're so hot and my cock is so hard right now. Listen to me carefully, I'm going to talk you through this, okay?" I nodded. "I want you to gently finger yourself, okay?" I was so turned on by being watched and having this older man tell me what he wanted me to do to myself while he watched. I did as he said and slowly pumped my index finger in and out of my soaked pussy. "Great, hon, now lick your left finger and play with your nipples." I think I like it here, I thought to myself. "Hmmm, great, now stop fingering yourself and play with your clitty...be sure to watch Jack too." I did just as he said. "Okay, Alexandra, that's my girl. Now, I'm going to count down and direct you when to come, do you think you could do that for me?" I breathed out a 'yes' and continued gently probing my clit. "Okay, then..five, look at Jack, don't lose his gaze...four, notice how he's pumping harder...pump harder, Jack. Three, press more firmly on your clit now...good, let me hear you moan. Oh, yes, beautiful, Jack go faster..." Jack was now rocking in the chair, his ass completely off the seat as though he was fucking the air, he was moaning loudly and staring at me, in between moans saying my name huskily. Again, Michael's voice, "Alexandra, we're at two and I want you to prepare to climax. Make as much noise as you want, give in to your orgasm...good keep frigging your clit..oh, yeah, good girl...that's it. Okay, ONE! Come for me,hon..come one, give me your orgasm..." Suddenly, my body convulsed in one huge thrust and I screamed, closing my eyes at the intensity, I heard noises I wasn't sure could be me, "OOOOOhhhh...ohmygod, oooooooohhh aaahhhhhh.commmmmmmiinngggaaagh." I continued to scream into the aftershocks, my finger still on my clit, carrying me through the orgasm. I looked up to see Jack shooting his come my direction. He looked up in the middle of his orgasm and came with a loud grunt, and lowly said, "Shit, Alexandra, I want more of you..." To Be Continued... The Research Study...Ch. 2 I fell easily asleep the night I came home from the sexual research study. I slept so hard, in fact, that I didn't hear my phone ring and when I awoke I had two messages waiting for me on voice mail. The first message was from the University; they needed a $500 deposit for my first semester of school. Easy enough, I had just been paid exactly that for one of the most delicious sexual ventures in my thirty years. The next message was Michael's voice, the gentleman in his fifties who guided me to a staggering orgasm yesterday. His message stated that they were very impressed with my participation in their study and, though short notice, would I be free again today around 2pm. It was nearly noon so I wasted no time in calling back to inform them I would be there (with bells on). I hopped in the shower and chuckled at this whole situation. I was able to live out my wildest sexual fantasies in a completely safe, controlled environment. I wondered what they had planned for today and got hot just thinking about all the salacious options. I gently massaged my tits but had to stop myself; I wanted to be more than ready for my appointment. When I arrived at the clinic Amy greeted me. She led me to the dressing room that separates the research area from the observation area. I couldn't wait to strip off all my clothes as I was instructed to do yesterday in the dressing room. Instead, she told me to go into the research room fully clothed and sit in the same reclining chair and await further instruction. I pouted a bit; feeling slighted but meandered in and sat down. They had rearranged a bit and the chair I was in was facing the bed, the television and the table as though it was a stage. I didn't have to wait long for the "actors" to appear. Amy and Michael walked in followed by a fabulous looking Asian woman. The three began talking and I had a chance to check out this new woman. She was probably my age and a little sluttish looking in a sophisticated way. She stood about 5"7 with jet black hair down to the middle of her back. She wore a loose silk blouse that was red and showed off her perky little tits. She wore no makeup save a dark, almost vamp colored lipstick. She and Michael continued chatting when Amy approached me. "Welcome back, Alexandra. Yesterday's session was so positive that we thought we may amp up today's session a bit." "Amp up?" I couldn't wait to hear what this meant. "Well, we usually take things slowly with our clients, but you have so much…so much to offer, it seems." Amy began applying the electrodes to me, same as yesterday, only she made sure to cover me back up after doing so. She then reached into the pocket of her long, white coat and retrieved two very small items that looked like belts. She began to buckle my wrists down to each arm of the recliner. I didn't stop her but must have looked noticeably uneasy. "Don't worry, Alexandra. These are simply to avoid you touching yourself during this session. We will play out some sexual situations for you and record your level of excitement. We want to have data that explains brain function at the height of stimulation prior to release. The only way we can ensure this is to be sure you don't masturbate until the session is completely over." "Well…why don't you let my hands free and I will promise not to touch myself?" I asked timidly. "That's what they all say, Alexandra…" I looked up to the observation partition to see Jack who smiled broadly and gave me a little wave. I looked up at him and just shrugged gesturing with my head to my hands, which were now totally restrained. The Asian woman went to the dressing room and Michael and Amy took off their white coats and put their clipboards away but stayed in the room. Suddenly, the lights were dimmed and music played softly. Michael looked at Amy and seemed to take on a different persona. He looked at Amy and said softly, "Happy anniversary dear, I hope you like the gift I got you." They both looked at the door and out walked (shock) the Asian woman. She didn't say a word, but Michael addressed her as Carmen and told her to stand at the edge of the bed while he ushered Amy to recline in the bed but not totally lay down. He instructed her to "do as they had agreed on the phone." I looked up at Jack and he again gave me that damn reassuring nod in the direction of the scene that was unfolding before me. Carmen began to slowly move her hips to the beat of the soft music. She felt her body up and down over her clothes and ran her fingers through that glorious mane. She put a precious little finger in that slutty looking mouth covered with dark lipstick and sucked on it as if to give it an intense blowjob. As she slowly moved her finger in and out of her mouth I felt myself shift a little in my seat. She removed her finger from her mouth and placed it on her hardened nipple leaving a little wet mark on the bosom of her blouse. She and Amy were entranced staring at each other. I looked over at Michael and he was staring at me. Carmen then unbuttoned her blouse with torturous care and let it hang off her shoulders while she went to her pants. They were elastic band so she hooked her fingers inside the waist and slipped them off delicately, bringing with them (oops!) her panties. She held up her panties and pointed to a wet spot in the crotch and giggled in mock disbelief. Amy just shook her head and looked down. Carmen walked over to her and gently lifted her head up by the chin so they were once again eye-to-eye, only this time they were about a foot apart. At this point my pussy was so slick and warm I was beginning to get a little uncomfortable. I looked down at my lap sure that I would be able to see my clitoris bulging through my jeans because it felt as swollen as a decent sized cock. When I looked up I saw Carmen undressing Amy, only not as slowly as she undressed herself. She nodded toward Michael and he took his cue and began taking his clothes off as well. Amy had an exquisite body with beautiful skin and Michael revealed a rock hard erection that made my mouth water. He now stood at the edge of the bed and stared at me without touching himself or anyone else. I was fixed on his gaze for some time until I looked back at Amy who had begun writhing from Carmen licking her powerfully from just under her chin down between her tits and back up. Carmen then shimmied off her blouse and walked naked to the bedside table. She opened the drawer and came out with a bottle of oil which she wasted no time in spewing all over Amy's quivering tummy. She then straddled Amy and began to massage the oil all over her tits, paying special attention to her nipples, of course. I was so bothered by now that I was contracting my vaginal muscles in hopes of some relief. Michael noticed my shifting but didn't address me. Instead he began to lightly stroke his hard cock and continued to just look at me. I nodded over to the women as if to say "Dumbass, look at THEM, that's the real show here, in fact I will be watching them and you may join me if you're interested." He ignored my gesture and continued his jerking. I was confused. His stroking was mesmerizing, like a clock swinging back and forth. But how could I ignore the fact that Amy was howling because Carmen had just buried her face in her pussy? Michael seemed to have some staying power so I focused on Amy's impending orgasm. Carmen was no novice as she hardened her tongue and flicked back and forth and up and down with ease. Amy was bucking her hips and moaning uncontrollably. I suddenly became her and bucked my own hips. Up and down I bucked letting out little grunts each time. I continued to buck until I realized that there was no tongue meeting my thrusts. I watched Amy raise her hips one more time and there they stayed. She began to quiver and be still all at once. She let out a long moan that if you weren't looking could be mistaken for pain. "OOOWWWhhhhhhhhhh." She tugged at Carmen's hair as Carmen carried her through the orgasm, her mouth planted on her clit and her finger in her pussy for good measure. I wished I was the Incredible Hulk and could bust out of my restraints and fuck myself or get someone there to do it for me. But I couldn't. I watched Amy come down and I felt more restless than ever. This felt like torture. I was an inch away from saying fuck it and demanding someone lick my pussy and fuck me and suck my tits and talk dirty to me and they should STILL pay me for my troubles. Just then Michael began to talk dirty to me. Right there in front of me as he stroked his cock. "My cock is so hard for you, Alexandra. I'm picturing myself picking you up from that chair and setting you down on my hard cock. I'd put my hands on your hips and guide you as you rode me with your beautiful wet pussy. Is your pussy wet, Alexandra? Is it? I think it is. I think it's wet from watching Carmen eat Amy's pussy, isn't it? You liked that didn't you? Oh, Alexandra, oh God I think I'm going to come. Would you like that? Would you like to see me come?" I said something in my head but what came out of my mouth was, "uh" in the meekest way. He began to moan louder and kept his gaze on me as Carmen came up from behind and sat next to him on the edge of the bed. Amy went off to the dressing room and left these two to make me suffer relentlessly. Carmen spread her legs as wide as they would go to reveal not only a beautiful little pussy but thick juices that glimmered begging for me to take a drink. She too was now looking at me and inserted one finger insider herself and pumped so slowly I thought I would die. She let out little moans in unison with Michael's big ones. I then had what felt like a series of tiny orgasms but without the grand release. My vision was blurred; I was drunk with lack of sexual release. Carmen brought her finger out of herself and planted it firmly on her clit, letting out a yelp. She spoke, "Alexandra, would you like to see us come?" I couldn't speak. I was thrashing around in this chair, begging for mercy. She spoke again, "Oh, please, say yes. I'm frigging my little clitty and I want sooo bad to just explode. Oh yeah, oh yeah, yes yes yes yssss." Her voice trailed off and I thought I was about to pass out. Michael announced he was coming and Carmen followed suit. They both contracted into crippling orgasms. He practically came on me but turned at the last second and spewed on Carmen's tits. He let out one "Oh God" and began to shake with his eyes closed. Carmen had all but fallen over and had her left hand massaging his come into her tits and her right hand was lost in the vacuum that was now her vagina as she convulsed through her climax. I had all but lost my mind. They smiled at each other and me and toweled themselves off. I still found no humor, as I desperately needed release. Desperately. I was left there while Carmen and Michael found their ways to the dressing room. I looked around waiting for salvation. It came in the form of Amy who emerged to remove the restraints. I sat there for a minute, not sure what to do. Quicly, I got up and ripping the electrodes off of myself bolted to the dressing room, my hands practically in my pants before I opened the door. When I got in the room Carmen cornered me. Michael expertly tore off all my clothing and held me from behind. Amy walked in and went immediately to sucking my tits, no romance, no gentle caressing, just sucking. I was glad for it. Michael sat me down in a chair and never took his hands off my shoulders. Carmen knelt down in front of me and attached her mouth to my clit. I immediately lost control and realized why Michael was holding me. I screamed and thrashed and gushed juices that found their way out from the depths of my body. I went limp and Michael continued to hold me as the three of them soothed me back to a normal state. I panted and almost began to cry, as the whole scene was so intense. Finally, I got up and put my clothes back on. I was so physically exhausted when I came out of the changing area; Jack was there and he handed me a glass of juice. He looked at me, gave a little wink and said, "Nice work out there, Alexandra. I hope it's with me next time." Next time?