The Pleasure Patch Chapter 6
This story is 100% science fiction. Enjoy!
"OK guys, take off all your clothes." demanded Lana.
The three busty vixens stripped down to their bra, panties and nylons. Lana's intimates were all black; Victoria's was all purple and Victoria's was all white. No shoes or heels were present; they were barefooted - well except for the sexy nylons.
"We're gonna start by painting you guys' fingernails and toenails bright red. By the time we finish with you guys tonight, you both gonna look like a couple of transvestites!" exclaimed Blair.
Victoria, who seemed to know all the lyrics to every song, started singing a Madonna song from the 1980s:
You've got style, that's what all the girls say
Satin sheets and luxuries so fine
All your suits are custom-made in London
But I've got something that you'll really like
Gonna dress you up in my love
(All over, all over)
Gonna dress you up in my love
(All over your body)
All three girls began the toe and finger painting before ensuring that the toes and fingernails were dry. Blair and Lana then applied lite pink rouge to Ryan and Kirk's cheeks. Then came the red lipstick. Victoria and Blair had a blast applying the lipstick to the guys.
"I bet you guys have never worn eye shadow before." said Blair.
"That is a definite no." said Ryan.
"It's gonna be blue." said Blair.
During the dress-up, each girl would lightly touch or briefly fondle Ryan's missile just to keep his motor running. The girls then laid out the crotchless panties on top of their genitals fitting their missiles through the opening.
"That looks cute, but let's slip the panties on them." said Lana.
The guys raised their legs and Blair and Victoria wiggled the panties on them carefully maneuvering their pulsating cocks through the crotchless fabric.
"Ryan, we have purple nylons for you and black nylons for Kirk. You still have those purple nylons I gave you last year." Lana asked Ryan.
"Still got em." replied Ryan.
"How many times have you let those nylons slowly glide across your cock." Lana cooed.
This comment was too much for Ryan to handle as his prick went into a hissy fit of throbbing and bobbing.
"I see the answer to that question." giggled Blair.
The girls slowly rolled the nylons up the guys' legs.
Much to the shock of Ryan and Kirk, Lana retrieved some breast forms from her bedroom.
"Y'all are gonna have boobies!" exclaimed Blair.
After the breast forms were snapped behind their backs, they both sported 40C or 42C tits.
"We gotta cover your boobies up." said Blair.
Lana placed a purple bra around Ryan's chest and Victoria snapped into place a black bra around Kirk's chest. The garter belt was narrow enough that it did not cover the crotchless panty opening. Lana then opened two boxes and out came the wigs. A blonde wig for Ryan and a brunette wig for Kirk. Victoria and Blair fitted the wigs on their heads.
Lana brought a perfume bottle from her master bedroom and sprayed them head to toe with the scent. After Lana was finished, they both smelled like a women's perfume factory. High heels were next, purple shoes for Ryan and open-toed gold platform shoes for Kirk. Cute little bracelets were snapped around both of their ankles.
"You guys stand up for pictures." said Lana.
Ryan had to be assisted; he was having a tough go of it standing on the heels. Lana took photos from all sides including a looping video on her smart phone. Luckily, they were not asked to parade around the room.
"Guys it is time to go back to the bedroom. You can take off your heels but leave everything else on." said Victoria.
Since each girl was still attired in a bra, panties and nylons, Lana loaded her playlist on her smart phone containing the strip club music. She began the show and finished off totally nude before the three-minute song had finished. She tightly wrapped her nylons around Kirk's neck (and under his wig) before Blair and Victoria proceeded to do the same with each of the girls dancing and completing their stripping to one three-minute song. They simply handed their nylons to Ryan to keep as souvenirs. The nylons were simply more 'porn' for Ryan to gaze at while at home (or to smoothly glide across his cock while sitting stark naked in his recliner).
After pushing the guys down on the bed, Victoria attacked Kirk's pecker with renewed energy - sucking, licking and fisting until he was a 180-pound bundle of lust. Since the clinical trial wished to eliminate (or at the very least) minimize the friction on Ryan's missile, Blair was limited to only kissing and licking Ryan's new and improved 7-inch tool. Lana lay back in the recliner spread her legs over the arms of the chair and rubbed her clit.
Lana's devious mind introduced a completely new sex position - which did not involve the actual insertion of a penis into a vagina.
"Ryan, I want you to go ahead and take your bra and breast forms off. Blair, lay down on top of Ryan with your back on his chest and your head kind of on his shoulder; grab his cock and when it is mostly erect - just slap it against your pussy. Ryan, I want you go grab Blair's boobs and start squeezing them like oranges. Just keep this up for a while - slap that new cock and squeeze those big boobies." said Lana.
Even without direct friction such as fisting, Ryan's missile appeared to be ready to blast off. He was moaning and sort of squirming beneath Blair's hot body. The total body contact must have been driving Ryan crazy; from her shoulder to her back to her lower legs - all touching him. This does not even include her hand, which was gripping his pecker and slamming it against her pussy. Lana then pulled Victoria off Kirk and perched herself on top of his dick reverse cowgirl style and began her humping and bouncing.
Now both sides of the queen-sized bed were doused in moans, screams, yelps and bursts of obscenities - primarily from Lana and Kirk. Blair's snatch needed attention, and she repositioned Ryan to eat and finger her lady parts. Blair had soon joined the chorus of salacious noise that was already emanating from the right side of the bed. Lana and Blair then switched positions with Lana receiving the pussy pleasure from Ryan and Blair riding horsy (reverse horsy) on Kirk's flagpole. Victoria, who had since been masturbating in the recliner, decided to take control of the entire orgy (or at least half of it), and tore off Kirk's patch - which transformed Kirk into an out-of-control human thrusting machine. Since his patch had been torn away, his super orgasm was imminent as his endorphins flooded his body and he ejected his seed northward into Blair's wet honey pot.
Ryan received kudos from Lana as he was able to flick, finger and lick her clit/g-spot until she had a thundering orgasm. Lana and Kirk were both shaking at the same time from their post orgasm spasms. Kirk's cum was soon oozing from Blair's vagina; she licked his cinnamon tasting jism and swallowed it like honey. She placed two of her fingers in her pussy and scooped out as much as she could. The night slowly wound down as the three girls helped the guys remove all their feminine clothes and accessories. Lana retrieved some nail polisher remover and she and Victoria were kind enough to scrub the guys' fingernails and toenails clean from the red polish.
"OK, you guys are your own with the eye liner, rouge and lipstick; if get pulled over by the cops you might have some 'splaining to do." said Lana.
Ryan grimaced when his old patch was removed by Blair, and she attached another one under his balls. Lana handed him another envelope with $2,000. The months began to pass as February flowed into March and March on into April. By the first week in May, Ryan had only missed one Friday night; his great uncle had passed in Tampa, and the funeral was on a Saturday morning. Twenty-five nights of frenzied Friday orgies had passed during the previous six months. The group was rotating the strip club visits among three different high-class venues. By this time, Ryan and the pharma group were almost on a first name basis with every top tiered attractive woman at every club, and all these top tiered attractive women had pancaked their enormous tatas on Ryan's bare chest in some private room at least two or three times. One of Lana's primary goals was to maximize Ryan's physical (skin) contact with young buxom girls. Ryan had lost count as to how many boobs had been pancaked on his chest at these clubs. This does not even include his extensive handling of the pharma girls' 34E puppies.
As one could imagine, Ryan's sexual frustration was slowly reaching a boiling point. On the second Wednesday night in May, he reached out to Kirk via a phone call - expressing reservations about continuing in the clinical trial. Kirk said he would talk to Lana.
While watching an NBA playoff game on the following Thursday night, the phone rang; it was Lana.
"Kirk and I talked today, and he said were thinking about dropping out? asked Lana.
Ryan affirmed that this was true, but was sort of embarrassed to come and tell her that he thought his cock and balls were soon going to explode.
"OK. I understand. Even though I'm a woman, I understand that men have needs, but we would really like to keep you in the program. I know it's been six months, but we need to go longer, so please hear me out. It's certainly not going to get any easier for you, but I can make this much more lucrative for you...much more. When we meet tomorrow night, I will have a check for you that will net you $125,000. You will be designated as a paid consultant for our company. We will cut you a check for about $194,000; then after social security, the IRS and state taxes you net $125,000. No money under the table from now on. Your 2 Grand a week will also be handled in the way so that after taxes and everything, you'll clear $2,000. But what we need is for you to go another six months and then you'll get another $125,000 after taxes and social. By the end of October, we will have paid you over $349,000. And on top of that, we will give you two years' worth of patches - over one hundred in all. I don't mean to embarrass you but think about all those super orgasms you can have. You've seen Kirk's ejaculations; almost no words can describe them. If you decide to drop out next week, you can even keep the $125K.
