Fuc for Science

The two women sat by a table with coffee cups and a Zyn package in front of them. The slightly overweight girl in her late twenties and with an ordinary face opened the box and placed a white nicotine pouch under a red-painted lip. "It says that the guy is 19 years old. I haven't slept with a 19-year-old since I was a teenager myself." The women laughed.

"I have!" said the other woman. She had a larger nose and a few gray hairs in her otherwise raven black hair. She also had a slight Slavic accent in her voice.

"Poor boy!"

"But Anna! Don't be like that!" Laughed the the woman.

"No Milena, let's have compassion. We are still women." Answer Anna.

"Are we?"

"Come on don't you think our little boy would be embarrassed if he knew we had already seen the photos when he was tested for chlamydia."

"Okay he has a cock. It wasn't even hard."

"But Milena! He'd be upset if they asked him to jerk it up."

When the giggles died down, Milena opened her mouth. "Don't be stupid. Cock is of no use to me if it's not hard. But apparently the scientists don't understand that. Or what do you say, Anna?"

Instead of answering, Anna silently studied the professionally dressed East Asian woman who came out onto the stage, on the podium in front of their table. The woman on the podium spoke: "I and my colleagues Professor Charles Pasarell and Doctor Bartkowiwz want to thank you for your participation in this study."

"As you already know, you are chosen because you are genetically heterosexual women with a comparatively male sexuality. To learn that we used quite advanced Quantitative Trait Loci (QTL) mapping. But I have been warned of talking too much about science. The thing is your genetic makeup shows signs of enjoying indiscriminate sex encounters and also loving visual sexual stimulation, or as our Milena put it: 'I didn't realize my friends didn't love gay porn as much as I did. Men, anal sex and two, not one, loads of cum.'"

Giggling was heard from the table.

"For this research you will have free access to a male volunteer who appears to have a corresponding female sexuality. But don't be too nice to him. He is still a man."

"A sex toy that doesn't even vibrate," Anna whispered. And then shouted: "But who squirts tasty sperm."

"Okay, I admit I also love men and dicks," replied Milena.

More giggles.

"Brave of you to admit it."

"Be serious for two more minutes." Said the Asian woman. "We at the instituto malshparo de mono would like to thank you for participating in our study of the so-called waste of time theory that should have been abandoned in 1956. If you look out the window behind you, you will see a dock where a fifteen meter long boat will soon dock. In the boat you will find your toy Carl, clean sheets, plus food including a cooler bag with oysters and a few boxes of Chablis. The last was a suggestion from Milena."

"No Bulgarian wine, I didn't know you were Francophile." Anna said.

"Okay, I could have thought of you and ordered a bottle of aquavit." Was the world-accustomed answer.

"After 48 hours you will be interviewed and we will determine if Carl felt taken advantage of or if he was lucky."

"He is a man. It will be the latter." Milena said.

"As a researcher, before the experiment is carried out, I cannot comment on this."

They went out on the bridge. The boat arrived. They found that the inside of a 15 meter boat was smaller than they had hoped. Apart from the patio with the steering device, there was only a narrow passage down to a cabin with beds and Carl which opened when the ladies knocked. He said: "How do you do!" Anna wrapped her arms around him and gave him a kiss on the mouth. "Cute." Milena said.

"I think he's cute." Anna replied, leading him into the small chamber below deck. He ended up with his head in her lap after she sat on the bed, which took up a large part of the little creep. "Was your name Carl?" "Don't look so nervous, we won't bite."

Milena, however, took a look at the bed, then narrowed her eyes and said, "Oh boy, I can fuck you as often as my sister here allow!" Anna looked at Carl but then turned to Milena and said in a voice that showed she was impressed, "I find it hard to stop looking at his eyes. But after that line, I think you deserve to sit on his face first of us two!" Whereupon she asked Carl if he was okay, almost as if she was going to refuse to leave him before he said he was more than okay. She stroked his hair one last time before standing up. Anna closed the door to the scrub and began cutting into food and drink instead. But just five minutes later Milena opened the door: "Is it okay with you that I shave the man's pubic hair?" It was okay with Anna. She was for the moment fine in the sunshine. "Milena, you have 45 minutes. I'd love to give you more, but I can't let you have too many batches of sperm before I take over."

Then Anna seemed to change her mind, she knocked on the door. "What, you have a hard time staying away from our toy?" Milena yelled, over Carl who's shirt was already torn, while his trousers and boxers were gone. "What you said about shaving made me think." Anna said and opened the door. Thereupon she looked at Carl. "Milena was the first woman to see you naked, right? That means you haven't seen a pussy either, right? If she was the first to see yours, I should be the first to show you mine. Let me be the first to show him pussy." Then she unbuttoned her blue jeans. After getting them down and the panties down to her knees Milena thought it was over she said, "Okay you and Carl have had your fun." and gestured to Anna to leave.

Anna reacted by pulling down her pants and panties over her feet. "He will get a more proper look. At least a few cm up my vagina." Anna sat down, threw her legs up in the air and used her right hand to open her pussy, "look how pink I am, like a grapefruit. Look how much I yearn! Carl!" and just as quick she was on her feet again. "I'm leaving you now." She kissed his forehead and whispered:" I think Milena will be even more irritated with me if she doesn't get to play with her new toy: Carl. I hope she'll treat you like a piece of meat, I like when guys are broken down bitches"...