Sensory Overload 4

Jordan stepped out into the amphitheater, her bare feet slapping against the cold, antiseptic stainless steel floor. She barely glanced up at the mirrored one way glass windows that lined an entire wall as she walked quickly to the center of the room. A massive black box ten feet on a side waited silently under the glaring operating room lights, a maze of hoses, pipes, pumps and cylinders attached to the right hand side and a skeletal metal stair leading up to the top on the face closest to her.

That box had cost the University nearly one hundred million dollars and was still a closely held secret project from DARPA. There were unpleasant rumors about what DARPA had developed and used the box for, but as soon as Jordan had read of the Programmable Non Newtonian Fluid Immersion Tank the possibilities had been clear.

Doctor Jordan Teal was a Human Reproductive Behavioral Specialist, or more specifically sexual dysfunction specialist. The PNN FIT tank, or as everyone had begun calling the massive machine, the FIT tank, offered Jordan the opportunity for the very first time to first record a baseline of what normal sexual intercourse would be under controlled conditions and then be able to compare abnormal behaviors to that baseline. The amount of data that the FIT tank could provide, from skin conductivity, neural activity, blood flow throughout the body, even pheromones released by the body was staggering and surpassed any previous study by an order of magnitude. What had surprised Jordan was that when she had advertised for volunteers from the campus student body no one had been willing to be the first test subject to step foot... or any other body part into the FIT tank. Usually when Jordan requested volunteers, especially for human reproductive studies, she had to turn away dozens of zealous applicants, but after having the full immersion explained to them not a single female subject had been willing to be the very first.

After nearly a month of disappointment Jordan had made the decision that she would be the first baseline subject. Jordan's friend Amanda, or Doctor Amanda Prichard, had argued against getting directly involved in the experiment, but Doctor Jason Alvarez had quickly acquiesced. Jordan suspected that Doctor Alvarez had put up less than a stringent argument against her getting involved for the simple fact that he realized that he'd get to see her naked. Although the thought wasn't very becoming, the many times she had caught Dr Alvarez staring at her cleavage or even the time she had overheard him discussing her butt gave her plenty of reasons to suspect his hasty agreement.

The buzz of the intercom interrupted Jordan's thoughts and she realized that she had crossed the room and came to a stop at the base of the stairs leading up to the FIT tank.

"Is everything alright Dr Teal?" Amanda's voice said rather loudly over the intercom.

"Everything's fine," Jordan said, her voice echoing around the empty room as a jolt of adrenalin caused her heartbeat to race.

Jordan glanced up at the mirrored windows above her before untying the waist band of the white bathrobe and letting it slip from her shoulders to pool around her feet. The chilly air was enough to cause Jordan's nipples to harden and she involuntarily glanced up at the mirrored windows again before climbing up the stairs to the edge of the FIT tank. She had a moment to wonder what Dc Alvarez thought of her bod, with her long dark brown hair surrounding an oval face and full lips, full D cup breasts that were still perky as she approached forty, and the pronounced pooch she had developed over the last five years from working to much behind a computer and not in a gym. She had shaved all her pubic hair the night before in preparation for the FIT tank test and was surprised that she was actually excited to be naked in front of both Amanda and Dc Alvarez.

Jordan looked across the surface of the FIT tank which had a creamy, off white color that bulged up a few inches towards the center of the tank surrounded by a narrow, foot wide ledge that completely encircled the tank. Jordan stepped gingerly out onto the ivory surface, each of her feet sinking in several inches and leaving a trail of footprints to slowly fade behind her as she walked to the center. The surface texture again reminded her of slick, cheap polyester but much softer with an internal heat that Jordan could already feel through the soles of her feet. Once she reached the center of the FIT tank Jordan lay down, spreading her legs and arms apart as if she were going to make a snow angel in the soft, elastic material.

The intercom hummed to life again and Amanda's voice filled the amphitheater, "Are you ready to begin Dc Teal?"

Jordan nodded, suddenly unable to speak as her heart raced inside her chest.

"Alright, just remember we'll be watching your vitals and if you feel uncomfortable at any time simply say 'stop' and we'll end the simulation," Amanda explained once more.

Jordan nodded again, her breathing picking up speed as the operating room flood lamps that had been glaring down on her naked body suddenly dimmed. She felt her body molded by the surface of the FIT tank and glanced down at her toes as they slowly sank further into the ivory surface before slipping completely beneath it. Jordan's breath came in quick gasps as more of her body sank beneath what had suddenly become a thick, viscous fluid even as her legs and then thighs sank out of sight. Gentle waves of heat began to wash over her, relaxing her muscles which she hadn't realized that she had tensed. Finally only Jordan's face remained above the ivory surface, the gentle waves of heat and the sense of weightlessness calming Jordan's momentary panic.

"Ok, Dr Teal, we have good readings on your vital signs and neural activity, please tell us when you're ready to proceed and the lights will be turned off," Amanda's voice suddenly echoed through the amphitheater.

Jordan had dreaded this moment. One of the most disconcerting times for all the test subjects who had been placed in the FIT tank was when their face was completely submerged. DARPA had been insistent that the best way to make a test subject comfortable and reduce panic was to place the test subjects in total darkness prior to full immersion. The FIT tank also functioned as a very effective sensory deprivation chamber and once the lights were off the test subject couldn't even tell that they were submerged or not.

"I'm ready," Jordan said after a final, deep breath.

The lights in the amphitheater went out with a loud clunk leaving Jordan in complete darkness. Intellectually Jordan knew that she was now physically sinking towards the center of the FIT tank, but physically her body was insisting that she was weightless, floating in a vast pool of warm water that was gently washing over her.

"Alright, the simulation is beginning... now," Amanda's voice suddenly whispered from seemingly next to Jordan's ear, "Enjoy!"

Jordan's lips twitched in a smile at the impish delight in Amanda's voice. Once Jordan had convinced Amanda that it wouldn't be improper to use her own body's responses as a baseline for the study Amanda had needled Jordan relentlessly on being the first to experience the full body simulation.

Jordan's thoughts abruptly cut off as she realized that she was laying face first on a massage table, her face nestled into the padded hole made for her head. She heard birds chirping in the distance and the buzz of some insect fleeting by. The illusion was so complete that she could even feel the rough texture of the towel draped across her butt and the heat of the sun glaring down on her skin. Jordan jerked as she suddenly felt two strong, masculine hands begin to knead her lower back, slowly working their way up.

"Just relax and enjoy," a deep voice purred, "If I'm going to hard just let me know and I'll ease up on the pressure."

Jordan was completely amazed as she fell helplessly into the illusion. Even with her eyes closed it was easy to imagine the warm summer day with a brilliant blue sky overhead, the heat quickly causing sweat to bead on her skin only to be dried by a light, cool breeze. The massage continued, with the masseur easily repositioning her arms along her side before beginning to work on her shoulders. In moments Jordan was completely relaxed, her tense muscles melting under the strong fingers working up and down her back, shoulders and neck.

Jordan barely flinched when a second set of hands began to work on her right calf and thigh and couldn't help but smile as yet another set of hands began to give the exact same treatment to her left leg. A fourth set of hands began to massage Jordan's scalp as an involuntary sigh escaped her. Suddenly the hands on her legs were lifting her hips up before sliding a soft, oval tube beneath her lower belly, forcing her butt up into the air. The other masseur working on her back never paused as Jordan was repositioned, her butt now elevated by the pillow while the hands returned to her thighs. Jordan's heart skipped a beat as the two sets of hands gently spread her legs apart before applying hot oil over her butt cheeks and slowly spreading it across her skin. Jordan felt the hands slip between her legs and gently caress the sensitive skin where the swell of her mound met her inner thigh.

Jordan's heart beat faster and she completely lost herself, the illusion becoming reality in her mind as a fingertip stroked lightly over the moist crease of her mound before more fingers spread her open. Jordan felt herself blush as her mind imagined the sight she must be presenting with her ass lifted up and her thighs and even her labia spread wide.

More fingers began to explore the soft, moist folds of Jordan's pussy while more sets of hands began to massage other parts of her body. Jordan moaned in pleasure as someone massaged each of her arms, kneading her biceps while someone else slowly massaged the palms of her hands and the sensitive, tingling skin between her fingers. Jordan moaned louder as more hands began to massage the soles of her feet even as the fingers exploring her pussy slipped slowly inside of her.

Jordan's world shrank to just those two fingers that had penetrated her, savoring the slow, gentle way that they massaged the walls of her sheath as they worked in slow circles. The owner of those fingers seemed to know instinctively where Jordan's G spot was hidden away and took extra time massaging there while at the same time running the tip of a finger in slow circles around her clit.

Jordan couldn't help herself as she felt her orgasm explode through her body starting at her toes and quickly washing through her entire core. She felt the walls of her pussy contract around the fingers still probing inside of her depths and bit her lip hard to keep herself from screaming out. She couldn't ever remember having cum so quickly and was disappointed when one set of hands after another withdrew from her body. Jordan lay on the massage table and panted for breath, the sun feeling amazing beating down against her bare skin.

"I'm going to roll you over now," a deep, gently baritone voice suddenly whispered in Jordan's ear even as she felt herself lifted up almost magically and repositioned on her back.

Jordan could still feel her body shaking from the effects of her orgasm as the magical masseur returned, massaging her abdomen from the top of her mound to the first swells of her breasts. More hands quickly rejoined as another magical masseur began to massage each breast even as gentle, wicked fingers began to pinch, pull and roll her nipples. Another set of hands began to work on Jordan's neck as more hands returned to her arms and hands. Jordan felt her legs again spread open and gasped as she felt a light, feathery kiss on the swell of her mound. More kisses followed even as the soles of her feet began to be massaged at the same time she felt a warm, wet mouth suck lightly on one of her toes on each foot. The sensations were almost too much as Jordan moaned in pleasure when she felt her inner lips spread open and those feathery kisses replaced by a warm tongue circling her clit.

All Jordan could do was whimper, her hips jerking up towards that wonderful tongue on her clit before her lover kissed his way gently down to slip his tongue of her wet, aching sheath. She could even feel fingertips massaging and tugging on each of her inner lips while that tongue explored inside of her, her back arching up off the rough texture of the towels covering the massage table. Jordan's head was spinning as that expert tongue returned to her clit and a finger slipped inside of her body. After a moment Jordan realized that whatever was inside of her certainly wasn't a finger as it slowly began to swell in size, stretching and filling her moment by moment.

She could feel what ever was inside of her pressed against her cervix, a feeling both uncomfortable and sexually exciting. The dildo since it certainly wasn't a finger or a dick continued to swell, stretching Jordan's sheath slowly until she felt herself unable to stretch anymore before being pulled slowly out. There was a moment of resistance as Jordan's vulva refused to surrender the prize inside of her, a moment of not quite pain before that enormous dildo slipped that last tiny little bit out before her body expelled the rest in a sudden rush of lubrication that had built up inside of her. Even with the touch of countless hands all over her body, mysterious unseen strangers suckling her toes and nipples, another mouth contentedly sucking her clit, and yet more pulling and stretching her labia, Jordan felt strangely empty after having the huge dildo pulled from inside of her.

"Are you ready for me now?" the same baritone voice asked in Jordan's ear.

"Ready?" Jordan sighed between moans of pleasure.

"Do you want me to fuck you now?" the voice asked gently.

"Yes!" Jordan moaned, "Oh, please, yes!"

The hands touching every part of Jordan's body as well as the multitude of mouths tasting her flesh fell away until Jordan was sure it was just her and the single stranger with that deep, rich baritone voice. Two strong hands took Jordan by the waist and slid her towards the edge of the massage table until her hips were resting right at the edge. The strong hands took one of Jordan's legs and brought her foot to his lips so that he could kiss her instep and the tips of her toes. Jordan ran her other foot up the mysterious stranger's chest, feeling the ripple of muscles across his stomach as well as his wide, sculpted chest and felt her stomach flutter in anticipation.

The stranger stepped between her legs and Jordan felt his already hard cock graze up and down between her wet labia, his glans probing at her vulva without ever delving deeper. Jordan reached down to take her lovers cock in her hand and was shocked at his size. It wasn't so much how long the man was, and he was certainly longer than any man she had ever been with, but his girth was both exciting and more than a little intimidating. Jordan let her hand run up and down the man's hard length with her fingertips only just barely touching around his girth, feeling the bulging veins and pulsating heat through the palm of her hand before positioning him at her vulva. She used the man's cock as her own personal dildo, again rubbing him up and down her moist, wet lips and letting his enormous pointed glans slip just a little inside of her before she couldn't take any more.

"Ohhhhhhh, fuck me!" Jordan moaned, leaning back onto the table.

The man entered Jordan slowly and smoothly, stretching her painfully as he slipped inside of her inch by slow inch. Pleasure at being filled washed away any discomfort and Jordan's back arched up off the table while he pushed farther and farther inside of her. She gasped at the uncomfortable sensation of his glans pressed hard against her cervix until he eased up just enough for the pleasure to wash away all other thoughts. The man held himself in that position, his crotch pressed solidly against Jordan's mound, the head of his dick pressed against her cervix, her pussy stretched and filled like never before and let her begin to move. Jordan's hips began to rock, her body pressing the man hope while she rose up on her elbows. The man seemed to be a perfect fit, the perfect size to fill and stretch her while she thrust herself onto him. A random thought of the first dildo that had been used inside of her, growing inside of her, filling her to the brim came to mind and she suddenly knew that this massive cock had been made specifically, perfectly just for her. That that initial toy had only been to 'take her measurements before the real act began.

She was positive that her experience earlier had simple been a way to measure her, to find out the perfect fit for her body and create this unbelievable, wonderful dick inside of her now.

The mysterious man grunted in pleasure and began to move, to thrust in perfect time with Jordan's thrusts. The timing was absolutely perfect for Jordan, if she slowed, her lover responded, her she began to increase the pace, he would instantly respond. No sooner had she reached down between her thighs to use a fingertip to flutter over her clit than her lover gently eased her hand aside so he could use his thumb. A moment later she felt his hard, muscular body lay down onto hers, his lips pressing against hers as she opened her mouth to accept his questing tongue.

All thoughts of this being unreal and just a simulation were gone from Jordan's mind as she thrust her hips forward to meet the man's thrusts as he plunged into of her. Jordan felt herself cum again as she clawed at the man's back, his tongue pressing against hers while her sheath clenched around his enormous girth, but instead of stopping, Jordan felt herself cum again, and then even more forcefully she came a third time as the man never faltered, never slowed, and only continued to thrust inside of her.

"I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum inside of you!" the man's deep voice whispered into Jordan's ear before his mouth sought out her own, kissing her with his lips pressed tightly against hers as she felt a jet of hot fluid suddenly fill her body.

It wasn't like any lover she had ever been with where she could sometimes feel the added wetness and maybe even warmth when they came. This was a hot flood filling her, pulsing inside of her and spilling out of her to splash over her inner thighs. And it just didn't stop. Pulse after pulse of hot liquid while jerking her hips up with the man's glans pressing into her cervix with every single thrust.

"Oh God, don't stop!" Jordan moaned as another jet of hot cum shot inside of her body followed instantly by another as the man repeatedly thrust inside of her.

It was impossible for Jordan to even guess at time while the man continued to thrust into her, continued to cum inside of her and fill her with his hot liquid until he finally slowed to a stop while leaving himself inside of her. Jordan could only lay back on the massage table and pant while her tingling body trembled.

"Roll over," the man commanded and slipped his enormous length out of her body.

Jordan was almost numb from the pleasure she had already experienced but obeyed without hesitation to roll over onto her stomach. The man placed a hand beneath her lower stomach and lifted Jordan up onto her hands and knees. Once he had her positioned Jordan felt the head of his cock push gently against her vulva.

"Oh, fuck," Jordan moaned as she realized the man planned to take her again.

The realization that this was a simulation, that the man wasn't real and only a simulation, just a program could keep going and going suddenly struck her making Jordan's stomach flutter from that thought as much as feeling the man's glans stretching her vulva open again before slowly and steadily slipping inside of her again. She felt the man's glans press against her cervix, felt him just hold himself still until she began to move and began to force his length in and out of her body before he suddenly took her by the hips. Jordan suddenly collapsed onto the massage table, her cheek pressed against the rough fabric of the towels as the man began to pound into her with his hands holding her hips tightly.