Dr. Jolene

CHAPTER 10: A NEW REALITY -- PART A

We were lying in a heap on the king bed in the 'playroom', the specially furnished spare bedroom we could use without messing up our own beds. I had always made it a point not to be around when the house staff came to clean, strip the bedding and wash. I wondered sometimes what the ladies thought when they found the bedding in that room.

I was on my back recovering from another series of wonderful orgasms that started with Robert and James using only their fingers, lips, and tongues on my nipples, clit, and cunt. They had focused their lips and tongues on sucking and nipping my nipples and clit while they each forced fingers into my cunt and asshole. I had orgasmed twice before they switched to wanting their hard poles of flesh inside my body. That had become a crescendo of fucking leading me to orgasms that built on each other and seemed to become continuous until they had sated themselves by each dumping their cum loads inside my cunt. While one fucked me, the other was in my mouth while teasing and torturing my nipples. Then they would switch. With a non-verbal signal, the cock in my cunt and mouth disappeared leaving me empty and wanting, only to be quickly replaced by switching. The new cock in my mouth had the fresh flavor of my own cunt coated over it. On and on they did this. Each switch effectively delaying their own climax while taking me to orgasm over and over.

I was on my back with them on their sides facing me from each side. It seemed to be taking forever for my breathing and heart to slow to a level close to normal. They each were teasing my body, their hands and fingers playing over a breast that now fell to the sides, my nipples, clit, and cunt. They moved my knees over their legs so I was spread invitingly for their fingers, sometimes teasing, probing, and lightly tickling. I had both my hands lightly wrapped around their marvelous cocks that even flaccid would fill my hand.

They marveled at my nipples that wouldn't ever relax from the stiff nubs that made it too impossible not to play with. Their lips told them my nips were longer. They had each spent time between my legs licking, sucking, and probing at my clit and cunt and exclaimed at the appearance of my clit protruding from the hood. It too was larger and they enjoyed taking it between their lips and sucking like a micro cock. I enjoyed it, too, climaxing repeatedly as they explored the changes in my body and the effects they produced.

But, now, we lay quietly, gently, lightly stroking and touching each other. They had asked about what Mr. W had wanted to talk to me about that led to us stopping at the bar. They were surprised but delighted by Mr. W's showing me off and our fucking in the parking lot. We all came to seeing a side of him we enjoyed discovering ... especially me.

As I shared the discussion inside the bar, though, they became very quiet. Robert asked, as if to be sure he heard correctly, "The drugs weren't ever drugs but merely a placebo?" I nodded, my fingers of both hands continuing to play along the length of their cocks.

"Yes. He said he needed to apologize to me for being deceitful. He wanted so much to assist me in finding a way for me to allow my true personality to come out. He never wanted to alter my mind to accomplish that, he just wanted me to THINK he was so I might allow my mind to revert." I leaned to each side to give each a kiss on the lips. "You three are all I ever needed. You gave me overwhelming pleasure and friendship while providing me with safety and protection. Although I thought the drug was affecting me, it was you guys who provided me with a safe place to realize what I was." A few tears slipped from the corners of my eyes and I felt silly. "I don't know that I can ever repay you."

James pinched a nipple, "Ohhhhh ... I think we might think of a few ways ..."

We all laughed. But I moved to my knees between them, looked at their cocks and as soon as I did, they started to grow. I smiled and bent down to suck them back to life, moving from one to the other until I again had rock hard 13 inches of black cock. I climbed over James mid-section, positioned my cunt over the cock I held up and slowly sank down its length, rising and lowering several times before I finally had all of it inside. I was going to say something to Robert, but he was already in the bedside drawer to pull out a large tube of lubrication. I smiled, "That's my guy. He knows what this slut needs now ... double penetration on big cock."

We talked about my taking big cocks that were going to stretch me out, but the reality was still that taking these big cocks wasn't easy and made more of an effort as they got bigger. But maybe that was their point if I took a 'normal' cock, again. At any rate, I gasped when his finger pressed a glob of lubrication into my asshole followed by a second, then a third finger. James' cock in my cunt filled me and pressed against the cavity of my asshole so it took some concentration to calm and breath in preparation for Robert as he pressed his cockhead against my tight hole. He popped it through my sphincter and stopped, allowing me to adjust before continuing with in and out short strokes to drive his monster deeper and deeper.

"OH FUCK!" I gasped and moaned with each stroke. "Ohhhhh ... fuckkkkkkkkk ... yes. Fuck me. Goddddd ... I love your cocks!"

One of them, I was consumed and didn't notice who, "Ready, Jo?"

"Fuck, yes! I am ... always ... ready for you. Hurt me ... mmmmmmmmm ... if you ... have to ... just fuck me."

They did fuck me, too! They stroked in tandem and opposite. I had an orgasm before they started grunting their need. Then as they each shot their cum into my holes, I came, again.

When we collapsed, Robert struggled to hold much of his weight off me, which held it off James. I lay gasping between the two of them. My right arm lay along James's arm and shoulder with Roberts' on top of mine. As my eyes focused, I started giggling.

"What's so funny?"

"Oreo." They didn't comprehend. "Oreo cookies ... remember? White filling between two black layers? I'm the filling that has been filled with white cream." We started laughing at the silly joke and they covered any skin they could reach with kisses.

I rolled over onto my back after several minutes to orient myself and looked to find Robert and James kneeling naked beside me with their 13 inch cocks hard and shiny. Robert was holding a tube of lubrication and I understood why the cocks were shiny. He motioned for me to roll over and I did, no hesitation, no questioning. I rose to my hands and knees, spreading my knees wide. I reached back with one hand to pull one cheek to the side, opening and exposing my puckered asshole. There really wasn't any question in my mind, but if there had been it would have been confirmed by the pressing of cool lubrication into my ass. The next feeling was of a large cock being pressing against that tight opening. As it passed through the sphincter, much easier this time without my cunt filled with giant cock, he stroked back and forth until the full length was somehow buried inside me, seemingly fucking right up into my bowels. I moaned, groaned, gasped and cried out, all by pleasure. I pleaded with him to fuck me and to never stop. "Fuck me, damn you! God ... yeeeesssssssssss ... fuck me ... ooooohhhhhh I loooovvvvvveeeeee ... your ... cocks!"

As soon as Robert blasted into my ass, he pulled out even though I was still orgasming. The effect of riding an orgasm and suddenly being empty made me feel even emptier. But that wasn't to last long. James had his cock inside my ass before my hole had the chance to begin closing. He fucked me like a man possessed. He drove his cock into my used asshole, pounding me forward with each strong thrust. After more minutes of this, I was again desperate for another orgasm. "I have to cum ... I have to cum ... I have to cum ..." I was chanting it over and over. To myself? Only in my head? But I had to cum ... He took me through another orgasm and emptied his cum load into me.

I felt awash in cum. My cunt, my ass, loads of cum filling me and leaking from me. After James pulled out, I started to move, but his hand on my back held me in place. What, I wondered? My legs and arms were weak, my breathing and heart rate taking longer to slow to normal. How many more orgasms could I really take? I smiled, I had no idea how many I had already experience this day. Was it afternoon, yet? Could it possibly still be just the morning? It felt like we had been fucking forever and clearly something more was going to happen.

I heard the comments they seemed not to be able to control. Comments about how gaping my ass was, how much cum was running out, but also how sexy it absurdly seemed.

They were suddenly assisting me to my feet. I wasn't sure my legs could support me they seemed so weak and shaky. With a hand stroking my butt, Robert asked, "Ready for another?"

My mouth dropped open and I swatted his chest, "Fuck you ... sir."

They both laughed at the response and I was soon joining them. Then he said, "That would work for me, but ... I think we should wait." Apparently speaking to James, "Let's get her over to the hot tub for a good soak."

I stumble on my shaky legs and James picked me up and carried me like I was a child. I hugged him tight and became very aware of his nakedness. Another good sign.

I woke in the hot tub with the water swirling around me. It was a confusing moment. The swirling hot water but the feeling of being constrained. I was on James' lap, his arms securely around me, my head resting on his chest. It seemed at my first stirring that Robert was alongside us with a large glass of cold water. Before I reached for the glass, my attention went to the realization of the naked men, the cock I was sitting on and the cock only a few feet from my eyes. My mouth started to water and I licked my lips unconsciously, my eyes focused on the huge dangling tube of flesh between Robert's legs. When they realized, they laughed. When I realized what they were laughing about, I blushed.

I buried my face in James and heard, "I think the good Doctor will survive ..." I giggled in the muscled chest. Wasn't it usually, 'I think the patient will survive'?"

They tried to get me to lie down and sleep, at least to rest. But I couldn't. I was too hyped up. I couldn't believe what I had just done. And, all the other fucking I had done didn't even seem to be what amazed me. I mean, it was all in the morning. So, not sleeping, they fed me and we relaxed around the table. The guys stayed naked and, of course, it was a given that I was.

We stood at the same time and it was like we were all wondering what was going to be next. They were standing next to each other and I stepped up to them, put my arms out around their necks and pulled them closer. I kissed each of them on the mouth, then slowly eased my body down to my knees. There was life showing in their cocks just from that move. I took one cock into my mouth and grasped the other one with slow strokes. I felt their hands under my arms as they lifted me back up, the cock slipping from my mouth.

"You want more?" It was asked with an incredulous tone.

Robert suggested a change, "I think you should have some rest. If you can't sleep or concentrate in the lab, let's do some shopping and surprise the boss by all of us picking him up." That became the plan. We separated to our rooms to shower and dress. My body tingled. After what happened yesterday, I wondered if there might be more exhibitionism. Just the idea of it aroused me. It was a good thing I didn't wear panties anymore because they would just be soaked in a short time.

Robert knew of a small erotic clothing boutique, how he knew it I didn't ask. The shop was part of an outdoor shopping mall development. They convinced me to wear one of my full, pleated skirts, white buttoned blouse, and heels. Of course, they insisted on no underwear, something I was becoming increasingly more comfortable with.

The boutique was small and the merchandise was definitely erotic, though Robert and James quickly explained that there was pure erotic, like lingerie, and club intended to expose but be worn in public. There had been a soft 'ding, ding' somewhere in the back when we entered and a mature woman came out of a back room. She was mature but very attractive and her clothing looked like it came right off the racks of the store. She introduced herself as Helen, she was the owner of the store.

Robert and James took over to explain what we were looking for, which in their words boiled down to very sexy and exposing. The woman appraised me as the men talked. She seemed unfazed by the fact I didn't offer up anything and these two big black men did all the talking about the clothes I would be wearing.

She smiled at me but when she spoke it wasn't to me but the men on either side of me. "There is a changing room at the back, we could take several items for her to try on, see what you like, and work from there."

James laid his hand on my butt, "No reason for that, is there Jo? Moving back and forth seems like a lot of wasted time. Couldn't we just have her try things on as we move around the shop?"

The woman smiled at me, "I don't have a problem with it and by the looks of her I doubt anyone else coming in will mind, either." Anyone else coming in? Her fingers came to my blouse and began unbuttoning it. "Let's take a look to see what we are working with."

She opened my blouse and smiled bigger. "Just as I thought, that blouse was doing nothing for these beauties." She was staring at my tits and lifted them in her hands but spoke to the guys, again. "By the looks of these, I'd say you are thinking slutty?" The guys agreed. "Good. Big tits just scream for being dressed slutty. And, it is so easy to do, too." Her hands moved to my skirt, unzipped it, and let it fall to the floor. She smiled, again. "Oh, very nice, gentlemen. No underwear. Very good start." She looked me straight in the eyes. "Do you intend to not allow underwear even in her new slut clothes?" There was a resounding 'of course' from both of them. She smiled much bigger. "This will be easy, gentlemen. It will just be a matter of selection. She's made for these clothes. Big tits ready to bounce out of a top, firm full ass to sway, and a bare cunt waiting to peek out from under a short skirt or dress." She pinched my nipples and turned on her heels. I looked at the guys and wasn't sure if I should be upset or excited. My dripping cunt gave me the obvious answer, though.

She passed by several racks of dresses and skirts I thought were plenty short, but in this shop, they were the conservative items. She stopped at a display for stockings. She inquired about the need for them and the length. The guys were confused. She ran her hands up my thigh and I was shocked to watch my legs separate on their own to give her access. She brought her hands to stop a bit over my knees, to mid-thigh, and to just short of the top of the thigh. Her hand pressed at my cunt and she pulled it away and licked the moisture away. She smiled at me and commented to the guys, "Is she always this juicy?" They matter-of-factually said I was. Robert stroked my bare butt and suggested we wait until dresses and skirts were selected, then decide on the stockings. She nodded and continued into the shop. I numbly followed behind.

She came to the first real mini-dresses that took my breath away. She flipped through a style looking for what she guessed would be my size while mumbling about my tits. She pulled one out and I gasped. It had a short fake leather skirt attached to a sheer lace top. She held it up to me, shook her head and took another from the rack. I held it dumbly until I realized she wanted me to try it on. I pulled it on from over my head and wiggled the tight skirt down over my hips. It seemed like there were mirrors all over the place. I turned to one and gasped, again. The skirt was well above mid-thigh but probably didn't qualify for micro, yet. It fit tight around my hips and the top fit like a glove over me. The front had a deep-v that dipped just below my tits and the back was largely open, all of which allowed the top to adjust to the size of tits if the waist was correct. Tits like mine just meant more of them were exposed in the front. The lace top was detailed with dark flowers and edging that hid the nipples unless you looked very carefully, which I was. They took one in black and white.

The next dress was a floor length that I felt easier about until I saw the slits on each side. I slid it over my head and gasped, again. I asked her, "Is this a night gown?"

She laughed. Clearly, I was naïve to all this. "In a sense. It is a gown to be worn at night, like to a club."

It had spaghetti straps and no back to the top of my ass. The dress fell to nearly the floor but two large slits over each leg opened to the top of my hip with dress material hanging between. Even if I was allowed to wear panties it would be impossible in this dress. The top smoothly fit over tits with a wide, deep scoop that threatened to release my tits. I imagined myself dancing in this dress. It might be impossible not to flash my cunt to anyone watching.

The next dress was similar but maybe even worse (I was sure it was better in the eyes of the guys). I stood in front of the mirror and moved my legs to see the effect. This one was red instead of black. This one had a v-cut in the top that dropped almost to the waist requiring me to adjust the material over my tits. It might be something I would have to discretely do just from the movement of walking with untethered tits swaying back and forth. The slits were more to the sides but extended to the waist. The back, again, was non-existent.

My head was spinning at being shown in these and it hit me that that was what this was about. Like last night being exposed in the car and my buttons opened in my blouse and stripped in the parking lot, these dresses had nothing to do with my nerve to wear them and everything to do with wearing them to please the men.

Then there was the series of mini-dresses that were similar in concept with variations on the theme and color. They were generally tight across the hips, short (very short), very little back, and a deep v-cut or scoop in front. Some were a tight fit over the tits while others were loosely draped material. All of them gave the impression that the tits underneath would spill out at any moment.

I was shaking my head. She asked me what the matter was. "How do you sit in one of these?"

She pushed a chair to me in front of a mirror. I sat down and looked. She laughed, "These are meant to taunt men." She directed me to re-cross my legs. It was impossible not to flash my cunt, in the process of sitting, the dress had moved to the top of my thighs.

I sighed. Robert wanted to make a larger point, though. "Pretend it is just us and open your legs." I did as he directed and gasped. Not only was my cunt exposed, but he had seen quite clearly how excited I was. My cunt lips and inner thighs were glistening with my leaked juice.

About then, a young couple walked in and shortly after a mature woman. At first there was nothing to attract their attention until I was told we weren't done, yet. Robert had his hand out for the dress I was currently wearing. I glanced back at the other people, then at Robert who only smiled. After collecting a few items they wanted to purchase, one of them would take them to a growing pile at the register. When he returned, his hand moved over my bare back and ass.

"You now have a larger audience." I glanced behind to find the three of them wandering after us as we went further into the shop. I blushed thinking of the multitude of things they could be imaging about me right then.