Cynthia Halverston is a doctoral student trying to perfect a fertility drug that does not result in multiple births. A lab accident transforms her into a sexual dynamo who is forced by her very body to become the sexual plaything for every man she encounters. Responding to pressures she does not understand, she throws herself at every man she encounters, giving him the sexual desires locked deep in his soul. Can she find a cure before her ability to distinguish between what she wants and what those around her want is totally destroyed? Or will she forever be all things to all people?
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All Things to All People
By David Weaver
The two guys, Steve and Mark looked up and saw a woman, nipples
poking through her shirt, smelling of imminent sex. There was no
doubt what kind of party she wanted. “Sure!” “Our room or yours?”
“Your room is so much closer. I don’t know if I can wait.”
Taking her by the hand, the two led her upstairs, into the closer of
their two rooms. As the door closed, Rob came out of his room, raced
down stairs and saw that his girlfriend was gone. Assuming she had
wandered off, he left in a panic to look for her before she did
something she regretted. He would later kick himself for not thinking
of the other alternative.
In Mark’s room, Cynthia was wrapped around Steve, devouring his mouth
for all she was worth. Mark had pulled her pants down, letting her
deftly step out of them. He began to caress her legs and ass, drawing
moans from her. He could see that her panties were already soaked,
her aroma filling the air. As mark caressed her ass, she thrust
herself against his hands, silently demanding more.
Steve, locked in a passionate open mouth kiss, was reaching under her
shirt, fondling her breasts through the bra she had on. Her moans and
cries encouraged him and he increased the pressure. When she asked
“Please, pinch them, I need you to pinch them.” He thought to himself,
“Oh! The girl of my dreams.” He pulled the bra down, exposing her
tits to his hands and grasping her nipples, pinched hard. He thought
she was going to have an orgasm right then and there, the way she
reacted.
“Harder, pinch them harder, make them hurt.”
Steve could not believe his luck. A girl wanders in, wants to party
with him and his best bud and she likes exactly what he loves, tit
torture. He pinched harder, being rewarded with cried of pleasure and
pain mixed together. He pushed her away enough to pull her shirt over
her head and off, out of the way at last. With her bra, already out
of the way, he bent his head to her breasts and began to nibble on
them, biting with enough force to feel his teeth through them, leaving
visible bite marks.
Mark was ecstatic to see her turn her head and ask, “My ass, will you
play with my ass.” The ass man knelt behind her and, pulling her
cheeks apart, wet her bung hole with generous tongue action and spit.
Once enough improvised lubricant was there, he poked at her with a
finger. She thrust back, impaling the finger he had been gently
probing with. “More, give me more.” Mark obliged, sticking two
fingers in, all the way up to the third knuckle. As he wiggled his
fingers inside her, he could feel her clench against them.
“I’ve got to fuck this ass.” He thought to himself, “She has just
what I like, a tight responsive asshole, begging to get fucked.”
He had hardly finished the thought when she cried out, “Fuck me!
Fuck my ass! Fuck my cunt!”
Cynthia truly wanted it. She had never been ass fucked before, but
she knew she had to have this, along with a simultaneous pussy
fucking. It was like she would die if these guys would not take her
the way she needed. She was just glad that they seemed to like what
she needed.
The guys, not one to disappoint a girl, stood her between then and
plunged their steel hard cocks into her holes. She screamed in
response, crying out, “Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!” As the thrust
in and out of her, she would clench against them, trying to hold them
in. The two cocks soon found a rhythm, plunging in together,
squishing Cynthia’s writhing form between them. Her cries grew in
volume as she neared her first orgasm.
When it hit, she shuddered, staying up only because there was nowhere
to fall. The contractions in her ass and cunt drove both Mark and
Steve to greater heights of pleasure. Steve lost it, cumming in her
pussy with one final shove. Mark, more experienced, held out for a
greater thrill and stayed hard, thrusting into her again and again.
As Steve stepped back to recover, Mark reached around and fondled her
pussy and clit, now slick with a mix of Steve’s cum and her natural
lube.
Fighting his climax for as long as possible, her brought Cynthia to a
second orgasm whose contractions sent him over the edge, pulling a
growl from him as he thrust one last time, spilling seed into her
bowels. As he pulled out and fell back on the bed, he saw that the
door was open and two other brothers were watching wide eyed and
openmouthed.
Cynthia had fallen to her hands and knees, basking in the after glow
of two orgasms. She slowly became aware of two more boys nearby.
Turning, she licked her lips, feeling an intense desire to take these
cocks into her mouth and suck them for all they were worth. She
crawled over to them, saying, “Come on boys. I’m hungry. Do you have
anything I might be able to suck on until cock-tails are served?”
