9 comments/ 153036 views/ 17 favorites Resonance By: ChaseQ "No really. That's what it is." I said to Marcie trying to convince her. "You can't make someone want something they really don't or make them gladly do something that they normally wouldn't! It's impossible." I had to laugh at that one. "What do you think advertisers have been doing for decades? Believe me Marcie, it's possible. You just have to 'normalize' the right part of the brain with...." Marcie cut me off. "What you are talking about is not the same thing as advertising Kurt. Advertising doesn't..." I cut her off. "Listen for a moment, really I'll make the connection." I looked at Marcie silently to see if she was going to let me explain. She folded her arms across her chest cradling her breasts. "Advertisers..." I began. "...make a commercial knowing that a certain percentage of people won't be open to the idea right away, I mean really if everyone were open to it they would just say 'Buy product X the next time you shop if you want your pants to be cleaner. What they do is make a commercial that gets your guard down, they make it cute, funny or something you can relate to." "The human mind translates this to trust, THEN at the end of the commercial they say 'Buy product X.' The makers of Product X know that they can only gain so much ground each time someone sees the commercial so when a new product comes out they show the commercial several times in every half hour segment that has programs for their target market." "After the target market sees the commercial a hundred times they are more likely to buy it. Even though people have been happily using another product for years they will still buy the new product." "I see it but how does that relate to what you say you have done?" Marcie asked. "The commercials make the viewer go through a change. At first the viewer may not respond but after several viewings, mentally they are neutral, you know, the 'It's all the same anyway.' Mentality so the viewer is now neutral about both products. After several more viewings a viewer may now argue that this product is in fact better because it has crystals even though it's just a bigger version of the same thing that was in the last product." "What I have done artificially neutralizes the 'opinion' of the mind. It doesn't matter what the opinion is about. If I mention it to you, you will automatically be neutral about it." "Yea, but even then I'm still making a decision, plus or minus, I could go either way so it's not as you say. You just get to suggest it knowing that you aren't combating a pre-existing opinion." Marcie countered. "That is exactly right!" I said excitedly. "That's where the other part comes in. This other section of it stimulates this other part of the brain. This causes the 'feel good' chemicals to be released into the mind. So when I suggest something to you AND trigger the release of chemicals such as serotonin into the brain...you will not only agree to the suggestion... you'll want it." I could see the understanding cross Marcie's face. I didn't know what her reaction might be though. "I understand what you are saying Kurt but I can't believe that you can do it. The mind is the most complex machine known to man. I may not be in the top three students of this university like you but I did get enough to know that what you are talking about is all but impossible." That sounded like a challenge to me and Marcie was just the one I would like to have as a test subject. I wouldn't unknowingly push it on her, but if she agrees... This is as good as having a magic genie. "So you would be willing to try it out?" I said with my best effort not to sound excited. "Hell no I'm not going to try it out. Yea, I need some scientist wiping my brain of eighty thousand dollars worth of Ivy League education by sticking probes on my head and zapping my mind." I laughed. "It's not like that. It's no different than what's going through your mind right now." "What's going through my mind right now?" Marcie asked with some confusion. "Radio waves. Every radio station you could pick up with that spectrum analyzer right now is traveling through your mind and body right now. If I sewed a radio inside of you wouldn't it still be able to pick up a signal and play?" Marcie nodded her head. "Yea. I never thought of it that way but I know it's all traveling through me." "Well that's all I'm doing." I began. "I'm transmitting a plain old low power radio signal. It has less power than that cell phone that you stick against your head." "So what about when it stops? How does it affect the way the mind was prior to the stimulation?" "Another good question. You remember what you did but it has a neutral bias. If you did something that you would not normally do, you would soon just forget it. The extreme plus and minus registers of the mind would wipe it out as superfluous information and reset the open slot that the mind uses for weighing new ideas." "The only side effect that it has is that you feel really good after doing it because of the residual chemicals in the brain. That goes away in about fifteen to thirty minutes." "Okay science wiz. So what do you want to do as a test?" I smiled. "Will you go out with me?" "No, I've told you before I don't date guys in my classes...especially you. Not to mention I'm still dating Eric. What's that got to do with this anyway?" "That's something you feel strongly about right?" "Yea." "So that's the test. I'll ask you out. If you don't agree then I am a spoof. If you do agree then it's a scientific breakthrough of epic proportions and you'll go out with me to celebrate." "I'm going to enjoy this. When it doesn't work, you have to agree to never ask me out again... and you have to stop looking at my ass." "It's a deal. I won't ogle you ever again." That would be the worst part of the bargain. Marcie was drop dead gorgeous. I'm six feet tall, I would say that she is five eleven and all legs. Marcie is majoring in genetics. If that doesn't work out she could be a model or something. The first time I saw her I thought that she looked like Nicole Kidman on the Stepford Wives poster. The one where she's saying 'Shhhhh'. Yea. I look at her ass, her breasts her body in general and her face. There's not a guy and only maybe a few women in the department that don't ogle her. We were in one of the labs doing research for a test. I happened to be Marcie's tutor from the tutor pool. This story began only a little while after we had finished studying and she asked what that object was next to me on the table. I had only removed it to get some books out of my bag when she saw it and asked about it. It was the little gem that proved what I told Marcie was true... Mind control. You may wonder about my mind while all of this is going on. The answer is simple and anticlimactic. I have a transducer that is around my wrist. It looks like a watch. That is it's round and has a black elastic strap. It puts out a signal through the surface of my skin that cancels out the other device's signal. Just like noise canceling headphones, just a different frequency. That was by far the easiest part of the project. "You don't need to be anywhere do you?" I asked Marcie before beginning. "No I opened my schedule just in case studying went later, so I'm good for..." Marcie looked at her watch. "I'm good for another hour and a half. Long enough to debunk your research I should think." "Okay. Are you ready?" I said. "Yep." Marcie said leaning onto the desk. I set the object in the center of the table and turned it on. Marcie just kept smiling her smug smile. "I don't feel anything yet." She's not going to FEEL anything. I thought. I maintained my posture and disposition when I began to speak. "Oh shoot the batteries are out. It's nothing anyway." "On the box?" She asked. "Oh no, that box is just junk. It's not even working anyway." "Okay." Marcie said with a tone so matter of fact that it was doubtless." "What were we doing?" I asked Marcie with a forgetful tone. "You were going to ask me out. I'm waiting." Marcie said still sounding resolute. Somewhere in the back of her mind she still had a feeling that she was going to turn me down when I asked her out but that would be completely gone in a few minutes. "We don't have to get to that just now do we? I think visiting would be nice. Talking is good." I said. "Talking is good." Marcie said. "I think it is good for people to sit down and share ideas and their feelings." "It also gives me a chance to just look at you Marcie. You are so beautiful. Do you realize how beautiful you are?" "Thank you." Marcie said. "I think you are handsome too Kurt." "Well thanks Marcie." That was interesting. Marcie added that without influence. "It almost feels perfect in here don't you think Marcie?" "Yes. Very nearly perfect." "I think it's a little warm though. Don't you think?" "Yea, it is a little warm. The thermostat is on the wall over there, I'll lower it a little." Marcie stood up and started walking to it. "Don't bother with that Marcie. That thermostat controls the whole campus. Since it is so hot just in here, you could just take off your clothes. That would cool you off." "I didn't think about that Kurt. That's a good idea. I wouldn't want to freeze the whole school by turning down the thermostat." "You always wanted to undress in the lab anyway didn't you Marcie?" Marcie giggled. "I have." "You could undress really sexy and show me how sexy and beautiful you are." "I really am sexy and beautiful Kurt. I can take off my clothes and show you." "That's a good idea. Take off your clothes and show me how sexy and beautiful you are. You'll like making me really horny. You'll like it even more when I touch your naked body." "I like making people horny. They never touch me but sometimes I want them to. Having you touch me will make me really horny." Marcie began seductively unbuttoning her shirt and swaying her hips. She let the shirt slide from her shoulders and then let it fall from her arms where she caught it and tossed it into my lap. I raised it to my face and let her fragrance engulf my face. "You smell so good Marcie." "Thank you." She said without stopping her movement. I took the shirt and laid it out flat on one of the lab desks so that it wouldn't be wrinkled when all of this was over. Marcie kicked off her trendy sandals. "It won't be so hot in here when you get your pants off will it Marcie?" "No." She said shaking her head slowly to some beat she was listening to in her head. Marcie unbuttoned the tight jeans and slid them to the floor. She kicked them off in my direction. I caught them by the leg and laid them out flat next to her shirt. Marcie was moving and grinding her whole body to the unheard beat. Five feet away from me she was moving slowly in only her bra and panties. Marcie pulled the straps of her lace bra from her shoulders and then unsnapped the clasp in the front and tossed it to me. Her breasts were perfectly gorgeous. "Your breasts are beautiful Marcie. Are they all real?" I asked. "Umm hmm." She said nodding her head. "They're all real. You can touch them and see." Marcie moved toward me and bent over me in the chair letting her breasts hang in my face. I caressed her nipples and held her full breasts in my hands. They were real alright. Perfectly real. I drew one of them to my mouth and sucked at it. Marcie's nipple was hard. I moved to the other breast and sucked at it gently biting that hard nipple. "Doesn't it feel good having your nipples bit Marcie?" "Yes it does. It makes me wet." "Your pussy is really wet right now isn't it Marcie?" "Yes it is. My clit is hard like my nipples." "You should show me how beautiful your pussy is when it's wet. It is beautiful isn't it?" "Oh yes it is. It's smooth. I shave it so it isn't hidden, see?" Marcie raised her foot to a chair and slid her panties to the side so that I could see her pussy. It was wet indeed. Her pussy lips and hole were deep pink and glistening with her fluid. "You should just take your panties off so you don't have to mess with them." I suggested. Marcie put her foot back on the floor and slid her panties to her ankles. There she caught them in her toe and lifted them to my lap. I placed them on the counter as well. "Doesn't that feel better Marcie? The temperature is perfect now and you are beautiful. It is nice looking at you." "I am comfortable now, I'm not hot. I am horny because you like looking at me naked though." "I'm horny too." I said. That seemed like the understatement of the year. "Wouldn't you like it if I licked your wet pussy?" "I would like that Kurt." Marcie said. "Well here then." I said standing up from my chair. "Bend over this chair. You can put your hands on the arms to hold yourself up." Marcie did just that. She bent over the chair with her hands on the arms and spread her legs. I sat on the floor between her legs and buried my face in her pussy. My tongue slid into her wet body and lapped at it, tasting and feeling every inch I could touch. I raised my hands to her hips and pulled myself closer like a hungry animal. Marcie bent her knees and lowered her crotch onto my face harder. I let go of her hip with one hand and slid it over her ass. My fingers settled in her tight crack and traced downward to her puckered hole. "Having someone touch your ass like this makes your pussy even wetter doesn't it?" "It does Kurt. It makes me so horny when someone touches me like that." "You probably want more don't you?" "If you bent over on the floor Marcie, I could lick your ass while I finger your beautiful pussy. That would feel really good wouldn't it?" "I can't stand waiting for it Kurt. Here..." She said lowering herself to the floor on her knees and bending over. I licked Marcie's ass and slid three fingers deep into her wet pussy. My tongue pressed and probed her tight ass hole. "Your ass is too tight Marcie, I can't get my tongue in." Marcie reached back with her hands and pulled her ass apart. "You can slide your wet finger into me." "Okay I said. I pulled my come soaked fingers from her pussy and slid one into her ass. Marcie moaned. "Finger my pussy too. I slid my dry hand into her gaping pussy and then added another finger to her ass. "You can relax your ass Marcie. I can slide my fingers into you and it won't be tight." Just like that I felt Marcie's ass relax and I stretched my fingers apart to open her body. She relaxed even more so I slid a third finger into her. I had three fingers in her pussy and three in her ass. I pressed my fingers deep into her ass while the fingers in her pussy probed and danced. I felt her pussy tighten and she moaned. Liquid ran from her pussy onto my fingers and to the floor. Marcie actually ejaculated. "This feels so good Kurt. Will you fuck me?" "You would like to suck me first though right?" I asked. "Oh god yes. Can I suck you before you fuck me?" "I would like that." Marcie turned and pulled open my pants. She took my whole cock into her mouth and rammed it to her throat. I think I could have begun ejaculating into her mouth right then. "You don't want me to come Marcie. I'll fuck you and then you can suck me when I come." Marcie rolled over and spread her legs. I couldn't believe Marcie Evans was lying in front of me naked with her legs spread. She guided my cock into her and then grabbed the legs of the lab table behind her head to hold on. "Fuck me Kurt." I rammed my cock into her wet body and she moaned. Over and over I rammed into her deep and pulled back out. The sound of her sloshing pussy on my cock made me throb even more. I held Marcie's legs and rammed into her with all of my strength. Her full breasts bounced with every thrust and her tongue licked her lips with every moan. I fully intended to fuck Marcie in the ass but I just couldn't hold it any longer. "You like sucking a cock with the come squirting out don't you Marcie?" "I love it Kurt. Are you about to come?" She asked breathlessly. "Yes. I'm about to. You better hurry." I pulled out of Marcie and lay back on the cold floor. She sat up and hungrily took my swollen cock into her mouth. Marcie sucked and sucked while she stroked my shaft with her hand until the first spurt shot into her mouth and then exploded with a forceful pulsing ejaculation. Marcie slurped and swallowed with every pulse of my shaft until I was drained. By the same process of suggestion I had Marcie clean up and get dressed. She took a big gulp of her soda and rinsed her mouth out. I didn't want anything lingering that she would notice. I had her sit back down and we began talking about her studies again. I talked about how long we had been studying and how tired she must be. Marcie did begin to look more tired. I had placed the device in my bag and then reached down and turned it off. "I think we got a lot accomplished Marcie. At least I hope we did, I'm bushed." "Yea, me too." She said "I feel pretty good though even though I'm tired." "Well I hope I helped. If you need anymore help just call me." "Oh I will. You should just come over to my place. That way all of the girls can sit in on the tutoring and benefit. We all have this class. "I could do that. Just let me know so I can schedule it." Resonance Unleased If you have not read 'Resonance' please do not read this and vote it down. Read the other first and then come back. They're good stories when read in order. Enjoy! * It was finals week. Everyone on campus was in their respective places cramming for exams that would determine where they ranked scholastically. Scholarships were won and lost during this universally stressful time on campus. I'm not boasting but I love this last two weeks of a semester. It's quiet. While everyone is shacked up in their dorm rooms or Greek houses I have the freedom to stroll about campus without being accosted by the bottom fifty percent of my classmates. The underachievers if you will. What can I say? I show up for class ready to learn. I just spent a whole semester preparing for a test right? I go in and take the damn test. Cramming is for those who don't study and/or don't have a photographic memory. My fortunate ability allowed me the luxury to offer my services as a tutor. Marcie's sorority, through Marcie, has retained my services for the weekend. I am to be the house tutor, on call for any of the girls to utilize during their weekend cram session. My intentions are pure. Ninety six percent pure anyway. Ninety six percent of me says that these girls are taking the time to lock out the world and stay in to study so that they will do well and I'll do anything I can to help them brush up. Four percent of me says that there are sixteen gorgeous women in this house that I'll be locked in with for a weekend and I haven't tried my little device since I made the 'sorority' modification. The sorority modification up's the juice so that it will reach anywhere in the house and maybe a little outside but not far. Let's just say that the other four percent is my study time. Time to study my little device. I knocked on the house door and waited. I could hear movement inside and girls yelling through the house at each other. 'SOMEONE'S AT THE DOOR!' I continued to wait until finally the door opened. It was a beautiful brunette named Emily. "Hi, I'm...." I began to say but she cut me off. "You must be the tutor guy Marcie and the others were talking about?" "That's me." "Come on in." I stepped into the house and Emily closed the door. "Marcie! It's for you!" "Who is it?" came a shout from the top of the stairs. "The bookworm!" Emily shouted and then smiled at me. That was something about these beautiful rich spoiled girls. They were accustomed to being able to say anything to a guy and expect him to take it. Emily turned to me and smiled. "I'm just kidding." I thought 'I'm sure you are you stupid little bitch.'... I actually said nothing in return. Emily was stunningly gorgeous, just like Marcie. All of the girls were. This sorority was known for only taking those who were gifted with looks besides being spoiled and rich. Academics were low on the list of priorities. Emily could say anything she wanted to me, any of these girls could because at some point I would level the playing field. "Kurt! Follow me!" Marcie said with a bounce in her step as she came off of the stairs by the front door. I followed Marcie to the house library/office and Marcie asked me to close the door. "Have a seat Kurt." I did and she sat down next to me. "Are you sure you're up to this?" She asked a little breathless through her winning smile. "Sure, no big deal Marcie. I can't re-teach whole classes but if anyone needs help with concepts or equations, stuff like that, I'll make myself useful. How do you want to do this?" "Do what?" Marcie asked. I raised an eyebrow. "How do you want to work this out? There's over a dozen of you here so where do you guys want me to hang out? Are you going to come to me, do you want me to go to where you are... what? "Why don't you just hang out in here? It's quiet with the doors closed and big enough to get most of us in here at the same time..." it certainly was. This office was more like a small library and had furniture all over it. "Sure." I said nodding. "I'll hang in here." Marcie's eyes narrowed and her smile faded. "Did you bring your little box with you?" Both eyebrows rose this time. "What?" I said as innocently as possible. "Your little box Kurt. The one you had when we were studying in the lab?" "My failed experiment that I was talking about? Why would I bring that?" My pulse quickened with the lie. "I don't think it was a failed experiment Kurt and I want to know if you have it with you." "I'm sorry I don't understand Marcie. What exactly are you getting at? We made a bet and I lost. Did we end up going out on a date?" "No" She said. "Have I made any gesture or remark to you about such a thing since then?" "No." "Have I been ogling your ass?" "No" I smiled as if I had more than proven my point. "You won the bet... the experiment and my little box was a bust even though I think it is possible I didn'......." Marcy didn't buy it and interrupted me. "I'm not going to go into the details with you Kurt but I have no doubt something happened that night." "Geeze! Whatever Marcie. Do you want me to leave then?" I gathered my bag and stood up. "I'll get my shit and get out of your precious mansion and you all will do just fine without me." Marcy stood up and put her hands on my arm. "No no no no... that's not what I meant. Please don't go. I'm interested... personally. If it worked I want to see it and hear about it." "Oh fuck yea Marcie. I'd just pull it out and show it to you if it worked so that you could have me thrown in jail for doing whatever it is you think I did... obviously you think I violated you in some way. Oh sure, let me get it while you call the fucking cops." I'd had enough. I slung my bag over my shoulder and headed for the door. "Kurt stop! I'm sorry. Please don't go. What can I do or say that will show you that I trust you and that I'm not going to do anything to hurt you. Please just tell me." Marcie had her hand on the door so that I couldn't pull it open. "There is nothing Marcie. There is nothing you can do or say that will make me trust your motives right now." Marcie looked downcast and hurt. "I just wanted to see it work that's all she said. I wanted to try it." "I have the bracelet, that's all." I pulled it out of my book bag and handed it to her. "You don't have anything else?" She asked looking between me and my partially open bag. I took the backpack to the table and pulled everything out for her to see. Marcie looked confused. "I told you I didn't have it." I said. "Believe me, if I were the pervert you seem to think I am... I'm here with a house full of beautiful women... If it worked I'd have it with me." "I wasn't trying to get you in trouble Kurt. I wanted to try it on someone." My eyebrows rose again. "There is no way I'd leave a woman free to mess with my rational thoughts. Hell no. You'd have me doing dishes or something." This made Marcie laugh. "I'd use it on Emily. The one who answered the door." "I don't understand." I said. Marcie shrugged. "It doesn't matter. I just wanted to see it work." Little did Marcie know, I did have the device. I had a nice thick book titled 'The 69th Edition of Math and Physics. I thought the title fitting. It is an annual printing of formulae and tables for scientists. Over a thousand pages worth and neatly tucked in the cut out pages was the new device and its power supply. "I'm curious now." I said. "Put on the bracelet and see if you can get a residual effect from it." "What do you mean?" "Call her in here and try it out... with the bracelet on." There was no reason for Marcie to do it but something in my voice told her that it just might work. I didn't tell her that my wrist watch had the new band embedded in it. I would be interested to see if she tried to use it on me. I arranged the books back into my bag and depressed the spine of the math book to turn it on. It was on. "So what do I say to see if it works?" Marcie asked a little excited. I couldn't answer her straight out as if I actually knew. My experiment failed, remember? "Well Marcie. The idea wasn't to turn a person into a robot. The experiment was based on suggestion. You suggest something and the person basically... agrees..." Marcie just looked at me so I continued. "If you like the color red and I want you to say that you like the color blue I might say 'Blue is the most beautiful color ever don't you think...?' and you would reply 'It is! I love the color blue' Just like that." I said with an unconvincing shrug. "So what about having sex? How would that work?" Marcie asked. "I would suppose that it would work the same way Marcie, by suggestion." Marcie looked up at me with determination and spoke in a whisper. "I know you did it Kurt. I know when I've been fucked and you my dear genious fucked me good and plenty that night. I wish I could remember it." She said with a grin. Marcie called out the door to Emily. "Emily! Get your ass down here!" She turned to me and whispered. "She does have a nice ass too doesn't she?" "What? Are you a dyke Marcie?" "God no I'm not a dyke. Do I look like a dyke to you Kurt?" I just shrugged my shoulders. "Women find each other attractive all the time. Big deal." She added. "I'm a fly on the wall." I whispered. I heard Emily coming toward the door. "What can I do for you Marcie?" Emily asked sweetly. "Come in and close the door." Marcie said. Emily closed the door and let herself fall onto the couch. Marcie started to speak and then faltered. She looked at me and then at Emily. Her sureness of my device existing and working was faltering. I decided to save her only because I knew that it worked and I wasn't sure about Marcie but I'd love to see Emily get naked. I couldn't resist goading Marcie though. "Uh Marcie, how do you know that your wristband is real?" Marcie froze. She hadn't thought of that. Lucky for her it was a good one. "It's good." I said. Emily just watched. Marcie was too scared now to try it. I decided to get something going. "Emily." I began. "I think Marcie is freakin' hot. I'd love to see her breasts wouldn't you? Emily bit at her lip. "I've always wanted to. Can I see your breasts Marcie?" Marcie froze so I helped her. "Take off your shirt Marcie and let Emily see your breasts. I bet it would make her really horny." Marcie unbuttoned her shirt and slid it off. She didn't have a bra on. "It does make me horny to see your breasts Marcie." "Wouldn't Emily look really hot if she took off her shirt Marcie?" I asked. Marcie stammered and nodded. This had to speed up a little. I didn't want to walk her through all of this. I pulled Marcie to the side. "Listen hot stuff. I don't know what you want but it is now or never. What do you want?" Marcie shook her head. "I don't know now. I don't know." "What do you fucking want Marcie? Tell me or I'll tell her to leave." Marcie took a deep breath. "I wanted to tell her to undress. I wanted to do to her what you did to me. I've never been with another woman and I thought..." "Chill the fuck out Marcie!" I whispered harshly. "You just tell her what you're imagining and then do it." "I can't do it! Will you do it for me?" "Do what?" I asked. "Make her be with me or whatever." Gee, that was a tough request. Tell two beautiful women exactly what to do. "Okay." I said. "do you want to see her body first of just go at it?" Marcie shuttered. "I want to see her." "Right-o. Hang on to your... g-string. Here we go." "Emily. You are so sexy. I bet you like to show off your body don't you?" Emily smiled. "Yes I do. I like being sexy." "Don't you like taking off your clothes and seducing beautiful women like Marcie? I bet if you took off your clothes, Marcie would take hers off too. I know you would like to see Marcie undressed. Being naked and looking at her body would make you so horny." "It would make me so horny. I'm horny right now." Emily wriggled out of her clothes quickly but still did it in an incredibly sexy way. Marcie just looked at her stunned. Emily was as comfortable as she could be just sitting on the couch naked. Her body was incredible. "Marcie." I said. "Why don't you get undressed for Emily and show her how utterly beautiful you are?" Marcie undressed to her g-string and I sat her down in a chair facing Emily's couch. "She is beautiful." Emily said looking at her unashamed. "You have a beautiful body Marcie." Marcie smiled and finally spoke. "You are too Emily. I would like to see you spread your legs." Emily did just that. She pulled her legs apart and revealed her shaven pink slit to Marcie. Without saying anything, Marcie did the same and slid her finger into her own body. "Marcie." I said. "You have to talk to her. It's not just going to happen." Marcie focused on Emily more intently. "I want to touch you Emily." Emily smiled sweetly. "I would like for you to touch me." Marcie did just that. She lifted Emily from her seat and kissed her. She sucked her breasts and fingered her wet body. Marcie drank Emily in, in a very determined way. The passion seemed to grow as well as Marcie's desire. Marcie pressed Emily back onto the couch and licked her wet body. Emily's body shook and jerked in response. It wasn't long before Marcie was holding Emily's brown hair in her fists and pulling her face between her own legs. The memory of the snotty bitch that answered the door came back to my mind and I unzipped my pants. Marcie's glazed eyes looked up at me and then down at Emily's tight ass sticking up in the air. Marcie bit at her lip and smiled softly. She nodded her head. "I bet Emily would like you to fuck her while she eats my pussy." Marcie gasped. Emily came up for air long enough to say "I would like to be fucked right now." I slid my cock into Emily and began fucking her faster and faster. Marcie watched intently with her glassed over eyes. I held Emily by the hips and rammed my way home as fast and hard as I could. "I don't now if she's on the pill Kurt?" I hadn't really thought about it and was going to just pull out and come. "I'll suck you off Kurt." Marcie said breathlessly I stood and stepped to Marcie who still had Emily's head between her legs. Hungrily, Marcie took my cock into her mouth and sucked and slurped. She licked Emily's come from my throbbing shaft like sugar and then jacked me off into her mouth. When I began to come, Marcie slid my shaft to the back of her throat and sucked. My knees buckled as she took every drop and swallowed. "Goddam Marcie..." I said panting. "I have got to fuck you sometime." "I'm waiting." She said lazily. Marcie's body jerked involuntarily. Emily had brought her to orgasm again. We helped Emily clean up and get dressed. Marcie suggested a shower and her favorite PJ's. Emily left with a smile and did just that. "Is that the end of your fantasy Marcie?" I asked. Marcie smiled mischievously. "No but we do need to study." "I'll tell you what..." I said with a sparkle in my eye. "When you've studied enough and I've helped all I can help... you just call a meeting and have all those who are invited come in here." "All fifteen are invited." Marcie said biting shyly at her beautiful full red lip. "You call it Marcie. Just let me know." The right time turned out to be Saturday night. Sixteen beautiful women filed into the office for a celebratory meeting. Every one seemed to be in top shape for their exams and were tired of studying. Marcie snapped at the band on her wrist and then gave me a wink. "I think celebrating by getting naked and having group sex would be a blast." She said and turned on the stereo. I had died and gone to heaven. Sixteen beautiful women turned into a sexual writhing mass right before my eyes. This was going to be a long wonderful night.