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Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Happygirl Posted on: 09 Aug 2004 1 comments
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Inspired by dooboige's latest story below. Please read his first to see where I got this idea.I place an ad for a "hot, young stud to provide a very important service" for me. He comes over for his first assignment, and I take him into my living room. The scene before him makes him wonder what his job is going to be. My armchair is draped with a clean white towel, and on the coffee table there are several test tubes and stoppers in a tray and a box of Kleenex. I tell him that I need him to help me collect samples of my pussy juice to save for a rainy day. I strip and sit on the armchair, draping my thighs over the armrests to hold them apart. I scoot down so that my bottom is level with the edge of the cushion. Then I instruct my assistant to take one of the test tubes, press the rim right underneath my cunt, and hold it there.Placing my fingers on the hood of my clit, I start rubbing it... doing it softly and slowly... keeping the stimulation a soft, gentle rub. The first drop of my natural lube inches out and oozes into the test tube. My assistant's eyes are open wide and frozen in a surprised expression. I work the firm bud of my clit through its soft, fleshy hood in a controlled manner. I don't want to climax too soon because I want to get as large a sample as possible from one session. The slippery, hard pressure of the test tube on my 'taint is an unexpected bonus.As my arousal builds, so does the collection inside the test tube. My assistant is agitated and breathing irregularly. I can feel though the test tube that his hands are trembling. I tell him to calm down so that he doesn't miss any drops. My cunt is starting to pulse intermittently... the way it does when I'm doing a long, slow session. The small bud of my clit feels very pointy through my hood, and it's gotten so sensitive that it almost hurts to keep going. But I do... I keep on making the pussy juice flow. My abdomen feels the earliest rumblings of an orgasm, so I back off and breathe deeply and slowly. When all is clear, I put my fingers back on my clit and continue to rub.I edge like this for a while, staving off my orgasm for as long as it's possible. My assistant is playing with his cock through his tented trousers. I gently tell him to stop because he needs to keep his attention on this very important task. The pussy juice is trickling in a tiny but steady strand. I tell him I want him to catch as much of it as he can.My impending orgasm gets more and more insistent. I realize I cannot hold out any longer. Now comes the dilemma. I've edged for so long and my arousal is so intense that I know I cannot help but have an all-out thrashing, bucking, kicking, and convulsing release. There's no way I can keep still to make sure that the most important drops of pussy juice make their way into the test tube. I scrunch up my face and drop my chin to my chest in anticipation for what is to cum. Okay... okay... okay... okay, okay, okay, okayokayokay, it's here, I warn my assistant. I start breathing in short, rhythmic pants like I'm giving birth, and surprisingly my body doesn't thrash as I had feared. A wash of warmth comes over me, my head feels like a vise is gripping it, my heart is pounding, and every muscle in my body is tense. My feet are circling, circling, circling. Oooo... it's a big one... one of those orgasms that verges on pain. But I'm able to stay still for the purposes of my pussy juice collection.Oh... I'm so light-headed. My cunt is doing the aftershock thing as my breathing returns to normal. I continue to massage my clit to get those final contractions out and with them come the last dregs of my precious juice. My assistant lets me wait out the dizzyness before he tells me to stand up, turn around, and place my hands on the chair. I'm in this modified doggy position, and he inserts the test tube just a tiny bit into my cunt. We hold this position for awhile, and one last warm dollop falls out. With that, my assistant withdraws the test tube, wipes down the outside, places a stopper on it, and gives it to me. Now my assistant needs to be compensated for his work... but that's another fantasy in the works!