This bundle compiles all four books in the "Fucking for Science" series into one steamy release. Nicole volunteers for research into human sexuality and embarks on a series of sexual adventures, all in the name of science. Alone, with partners, and in a variety of naughty positions, she experiences pleasures she could previously only dream of. Graphic depictions of sexual acts abound. For adults. 17834 words.
Nicole placed her bag on the small table by the side of the bed and hung her coat and scarf on the coat rack, next to two others. She sat down on the bed, and waited. People walked past the door, though none came in. One of them glanced at her as he passed by and smiled, greeting her politely. She reciprocated. She was eager to get started, to see what this was all about; to get rid of the nerves. Once you get started you will be more comfortable, she assured herself. Five minutes had passed, and she sighed impatiently, bored. At that moment a man came in. Nicole startled slightly.
"Hello, I'm Dr. Davis," he introduced himself, closing the door behind him. "You must be Nicole."
"I apologize for keeping you waiting." He smiled and sat down in one of the chairs.
"It's fine." She smiled back. He was wearing a white lab coat and a pair of thin, rectangular glasses. She thought him to be in his early thirties. He turned to the computer, hitting a few keys, then back to Nicole. "I'll just need a moment to enter your details into our database. I haven't had a chance to do it in advance, unfortunately." He pulled out a paper from his lab coat which Nicole recognized as one of the forms she had filled out a week earlier. "In the mean time you can take your clothes off. Just put them on the table there." He motioned to where she had put her bag.
"Oh..." She hesitated for a moment. "Okay."
Nicole stood up, turned her back to him, and began to undress. First her tight-fitting sweater, one of her favorite pieces. She found it at a second hand shop for a bargain price, last summer. It had only recently become cold enough to actually wear it. She placed it on the table, next to her bag. Then her tank top came off, sloppily tossed onto the sweater, revealing the cheap, utilitarian bra she was wearing. Slightly embarrassed, she glanced at Dr. Davis, but his eyes didn't notice her. Instead, they were darting back and forth from the computer screen to the paper on the desk, his fingers typing up the information - her information - on the keyboard.
"I see you're from out-of-state," he suddenly said. "How long have you been living here?"
"About a year," Nicole answered. She brushed her hair back - it had a habit of getting in the way - and unzipped her jeans.
"How do you like it?"
"It's a really nice city." She pulled them down and wriggled out. "Lots of culture, lots of things to do. Very lively."
"Yes," Dr. Davis agreed and suddenly looked at her, smiling, as she folded her jeans and placed them on top of the growing pile of clothes. Caught unexpectedly, Nicole felt exposed, but managed to conjure up a timid smile back. She didn't manage to hide her blush. "It's a great place to live in when you're young," he continued. "Did you come here specifically for our university? The Journalism department is quite good here." He turned back to the computer screen and the sound of his typing resumed.
"I did, yeah. This was actually my first choice university. I was really happy to be accepted." Nicole, having taken her shoes and socks off as well, sat back down on the bed, still wearing her bra and underwear. A part of her hoped he would not ask her to take them off as well. She knew he would.
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Published March 4, 2012
by Deirdre Bonneval.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.