"In other words, she's a hot little broad," Mrs. Swenson said.
Marcy found that she was now lying on her side. Dr. Villiers was behind her, with his hefty lance jammed between her legs into her aching pussy, and Kyle was lying facing her, a look of sheer ecstasy on his face as both men moved in and out of her with increasing force.
Marcy moaned and tried to wriggle in response, but found she couldn't. All she could do was lie there and let them slam into her.
"Do you like it, X-999?" Dr. Villiers asked. "Does the painful fullness arouse your passion to a higher degree?"
"I'm not even on this planet any more," Marcy said, flopping like a rag doll between them. "I'm in some wonderful other world, where there is only pain and pleasure and nothing in between."
"Shit!" Karla said. "Imagine that – poetry while she's being split open by cock over-drive!"
"You said we could join in too, but so far all we've done is watch," Mrs. Swenson complained.
"Shhhh! I must write that down," Dr. Villiers said, letting go of Marcy's breast to reach for the notebook.
"Oh, it feels so gooooood to rub my dong along his big, beautiful prick," Kyle said. "The heads are touching inside Marcy… it's so groovy! I'm really turned on to the homo trip now. I'm in a purple haze of lust, and poor little Marcy is only the vessel that holds us together."
Marcy's legs kicked a couple of times, and her head rolled to the side. She agreed with Kyle that everything was hazy, but she would have said it was more pink than purple.
"Sure, you guys are having a ball, but me and Mrs. Swenson are sitting here with our tongues hanging out, and nothing to groove on but our own fingers in our pussies," Karla said.
Marcy stared at the two women bleary-eyed, and saw that that was exactly what they were doing. The big Swedish woman was sitting in the lotus position, her wide-spread thighs revealing the immensity of the reddish cavern between them. She was plunging one whole hand in and out. She was so close that Marcy could smell the rich aroma of her sex juices as she masturbated and watched the fucking trio. Karma was lying on her belly, her head as close as she could get to the joined bodies; her bottom was moving up and down as she rode her rigidly held finger.
"There's really no reason for you two to remain aloof during this phase of the experiment," Dr. Villiers remarked, ramming into Marcy so hard he made her squeal, and produced a long squishing sound from her tunnel of love and a yelp of joy from Kyle.
"Just what would you suggest?" Mrs. Swenson asked. "X-999's equipment seems to be pretty well occupied."
"Oh, I think not," Dr. Villiers said. "This young woman has shown a great deal of versatility with her mouth, despite the fact that up until yesterday she hadn't realized it was a sex organ."
"Yes, she's a quick study," Kyle agreed, his eyes glazing as he felt the girl's vaginal muscles contracting and pressing his shaft tighter against Villiers'.
"Yeah, that's a groovy little mouth," Karla said, and got up and headed toward Marcy.
"Me first!" Mrs. Swenson said, and Marcy found herself staring up into the Grand Canyon of the older woman's sex.
"You first, nothing! I've got dibs on this hot mouth," Karla said. "Nice Marcy's going to make me cum and cum and cum."
"No, me!" Mrs. Swenson gave Karla a push.
"Out of my way, you Swedish cow!" Karla said, doubling up her fists.
"Get lost, you red-cunted bitch, or I'll kill you in your furry twat!" Mrs. Swenson yelled.
"Ladies, ladies, don't fight over me," Marcy said weakly, but they either didn't hear her or chose to ignore the words.
"I'm going to sit down on her face, and she's going to eat me until I drown her in my cum," Mrs. Swenson vowed, starting to squat over Marcy's face.
Marcy stared up at the huge white mounds of the woman's buttocks, at the heavy meaty thighs, and at the heaving belly with its clumps of blonde hair. She wondered if she would be swallowed whole by the purple cavern of lust. Maybe she would just disappear, head, shoulders, and all into that yawning void. No, she decided, at least part of her would remain. As long as Dr. Villiers' hugeness was lodged inside her, nothing could gobble her whole. That was somewhat comforting, and gave her another reason for hoping he would never stop pounding into her.
"No you don't, you fat whore!" Karla growled, and pushed the big woman so hard that she toppled over on her face. Mrs. Swenson came up swinging, and caught Karla with an uppercut to the chin that glazed the redhead's eyes but didn't daunt her. Instead, she put her head down and butted into the bigger woman's middle, knocking the air out of her in one loud whoosh.
Mrs. Swenson sat with her rump on Marcy's head, and the girl found herself almost smothered between the snow mountains of the woman's buttocks.
"Stop that at once! You're acting like fishwives! We will have dignity and decorum in this laboratory, or we will cease the experiment right flow!" Dr. Villiers said, as he finished making notes and turned his attention to what was going on around him.
"That bitch hit me!" Karla wailed.
"I saw that," Dr. Villiers said, fucking into Marcy while he frowned up at the other two women.
"That bitch pushed me and rammed her head into my belly," Mrs. Swenson complained, still holding her middle.
"I also saw that," Dr. Villiers said.
"Then tell her I'm to go first with that pussy-eater."
"Please, do not use such derogatory terms about one of my laboratory subjects, Mrs. Swenson," Dr. Villiers said, moving his larger cock around and around Kyle's in Marcy's now looser interior.
"Ohhhh, I'm going crazy," Kyle moaned, writhing and twisting in a delirium of passion.
"You tell her she's only hired help around here, that I'm one of the experimental animals, and so I get to have my pussy eaten before she does," Karla said.
"I told the two of you to cease and desist!" Dr. Villiers, not raising his voice but managing to get an edge of menace into it. "X-999's mouth is quite large enough to take care of both of you if you arrange yourselves properly."
"Huh?" Mrs. Swenson said.
"What do you mean?" Karla asked.
"Oh God! It's too much… too much…" Kyle groaned.
Dr. Villiers removed his glasses and began to concentrate on his fucking. He was driving steadily in and out of Marcy's raw, lusting flesh, sending her into contortions and causing her to almost black out again. It had an even more violent effect on Kyle. He screeched and grunted, grabbing Marcy by the buttocks as he jetted into her. His hot jism bathed his shaft and that of the doctor, then poured out of the too full-cup and soaked their bellies and thighs.
"I did it! You beat me into doing it! You oversexed man with a cock like a God's!" Kyle raved. "You have the super-prick of the whole world."
"My, my," Dr. Villiers said and reached for his notebook again.
"Hey, you've forgotten us again!" Karla said. "What are we supposed to do?"
"Oh, I'm so happy, soooooo satisfied!" Kyle's shaft had softened a little, and Marcy almost felt as though she were occupied by only one instead of two over-sized weapons. Kyle's eyes were unfocused, and his red hair was hanging down over his face, a trickle of drool forming at the corner of his mouth.
"It was just like he was in me… almost exactly like being penetrated by that monstrosity. Oh God, Marcy, you don't know how lucky you are to have a cunt! Admit you're lucky! Say something! Tell me how lucky you are!"