High Stakes

Four thirty, Friday afternoon in the lounge of the Four Seasons Hotel,
Washington D.C.

Dr. Jennifer Collington was getting an early start on the evening with a cocktail before heading up to her suite. She smiled as she looked out at the fairly quite bar. The briefcase beside her held fifty thousand cash, a good reason to smile. She felt in a good place at the tender age of twenty-four.

All this success simply because she loved to grow things; an ambitious curiosity that led to two degrees in Bioengineering. A list of blockbuster drugs developed at Collington Pharm had quickly made her more money than one could possibly ever use. Reaching a new peak in capital earnings meant that she could now focus on her passion, growth.

Dr. Collington wasn't growing plants. She could care less about plants. What she loved to grow were cocks, to watch them get hard, to make them get absolutely huge and hard just for her. She craved the huge ones.

Jennifer's private research solved the eternal dilemmas of all women who love big cocks. First, a big cock was not easy to find. It took considerable searching and then once found, a girl could not be sure if a really big dick could get completely rock hard, stay hard, and possibly get hard a second or even third time in one evening. Could it blast her hungry cunt full of cum each time? Did the man know how to use it or was he just a battering ram? Was it beautifully thick as well as long with the kind of bulbous head that she loved so much?

Many women claimed they love big cocks, at least as objects of beauty, but they often found a huge one a bit frightening when it came time to take it deep. Jennifer could take all comers with a favorite size of about ten inches long and four inches thick.

She respected the developers of drugs like Viagra that ensured stiff cocks, but knowing that a man was getting hard from a drug didn't thrill her. Jennifer wanted to know that she made a man huge and hard with just her own irresistible heat.

As a talented 24 year old cockteaser, Jennifer could get a rise out of just about any cock with her looks, five foot ten, blond curls cascading down to a perfect ass. Her face was gorgeous and her C-cup tits were round, high and proud. Jennifer loved the tease and the challenge of seduction.

Single men were too easy. Married men even easier. Her favorite prey was an engaged man, still passionate for his fiancée, dedicated and faithful no matter what. Until he met Jennifer.

No, seducing men was not a problem. What Dr.Collington wanted was quality control. She wanted to make cocks bigger and harder than men could ever imagine, tease them to the edge of sanity, then fuck them to heaven.

Well, after a year of research, Dr. Collington had finally perfected her secret drug. With her typical confidence, she didn't hesitate to use herself as the first human trial starting three days ago with a tiny dose around eight in the evening. Within a half hour, she felt a mild rush, a pleasant high that predictably seemed to emanate from her moistening pussy. She didn't feel drugged, she just felt great, definitely energized, but with a languid pulse of lust, not hyper or addled, just hot as hell.

"Mmm, beautiful work, Dr.Collington", she toasted her reflection in the bedroom mirror.

Dr.Collington designed the drug to stimulate men with her own scent and taste. She herself would be the 'drug' that would make them big, hard, and crazy with lust. The night of the first dose, the smell of her now dripping cunt was changing from her normal delicious odor to a heady hypnotizing blend of wet cunt, mysterious flowers, and ancient incense- like something out of a sex ritual. She pulled up her skirt, slid her hand inside her thong, dipped two fingers in her sweet pussy and brought them up for a taste.

"Oh god, yes," she gasped through the fingers she sucked on. "I think I'm dripping with the fucking ultimate aphrodisiac!"

Just a slightly higher dose of the drug seemed like a safe idea that turned into a lovely hour of fucking herself to intense orgasms with her biggest dildo. Either she passed out from pleasure or drifted off in bliss, she couldn't recall, but she woke up the next morning feeling refreshed, and extremely horny. She stretched naked in her king-size bed, running her hands over her delicious curves.

"Wow", she thought, "I'm on some miracle drug!'

She stood before the wall length mirror thrilled by her now absolutely perfect D-cup tits with beautiful erect nipples. Her already slender waist was a little tighter. Turning a bit, she saw that her cute little ass had become a wet dream on top of her long lovely legs.

"Time to take this body out for a test drive and see if it does what it's designed for: insane cock growth!"

She laughed as she hurried to shower and dress for 'work' at the lab. None of her bras fit her new breasts except the French open quarter cup. The bra that just traced the bottom curves of her big tits with a couple of inches of lace and pushed them further into a delicious cleavage. Her sheer white blouse let them peek out from her suit coat. Her thong seemed to stretch just enough to give her a perfect camel toe with an immediate wet spot growing along the slit. She looked so hot that she could have just spent the morning admiring her perfect self in the mirror. But science called. She needed to start the field test.

"Just another small taste of the formula to find the optimum dose", Jennifer laughed as she downed another hit that was in fact double what she had already taken. By the time she was out the door, she was broadcasting lust like a cat in heat.

She had always commanded men's attention. Now they were almost out of control. The first two in the elevator, suits on their way to some office, actually gasped when she entered. She turned to face the doors, but in the mirrored walls, she could see them staring at her ass as she swayed it just slightly. By the time they went the ten floors to the lobby she saw them struggling to re-adjust their pants over clearly visible hardons.

"Mmmm, nice " she thought as she strutted out into the lobby spreading her intoxicating scent like waves of promised sex, all around her. The doorman rushed to get the door. Her driver was waiting. He was only able to focus because the privacy window was up between the front and back seats.

Dr. Collington went straight to her obvious test subject. Dr. David Parton, head of the antibiotic division, engaged to a gorgeous model, Ellen Delane. Their relationship was fairly new and the heat between them was obviously fresh.

David was bent over his microscope. Jennifer stopped about ten feet away. She let the wave of her scent drift towards him and was thrilled to see it hit him so effectively. His head rose, he inhaled deeply and turned to face her. Their eyes locked.

"uh.. Jennifer.. Good morning...I uh" his voice faltered as his eyes took in her incredibly sexy form.

Jennifer was surging with hypnotic lust. The tease pushed her like a delicious rush, but she worked him carefully.

"Good morning, David. Are you ok? You look a little strange... Well, look, I'm heading off to DC to present the R22 compound to LuxPharm in a couple of hours and I thought we should go over their offer, ok?"

She walked slowly toward him as she spoke, taking off her jacket and draping it on the chair facing him. There was a charged silence between them when she stopped three feet away. He was struggling and she loved it. His eyes were fixed on her erect nipples beneath the sheer blouse, the gold rings that pierced them glinting beneath the silk.

"David?" She said quietly, "I don't think you feel poorly, do you? Just a little hot, right? Me too. I'm so hot. Oh, and how's Ellen by the way? But you're not thinking about her are you, David?' Jennifer was now just a foot away. Her incredible breasts eye level as he stayed rigid in his chair.

God, she loved this tease. Her cunt was dripping, filling the room with its intoxicating scent. She wanted to feel David struggle with his instinctual lust for her.

He stammered,"Dr. Collington, I don't know what's come over me...I ..

I'm completely committed to my fiancée. I can't let myself..."

"Shhh", Jennifer whispered as she sat down before him and rolled her chair so close that her spread legs surrounded his. She had pulled her skirt up over the tops of her stockings, just over her wet panties and was sliding a bright red fingernail up and down her slit.

"Shhh, no one will know. We're not doing anything bad, David. Surely you're allowed to look at other women, that's not cheating is it? I can see how hard you're getting! I love that! It's really hard isn't it? Even bigger and harder than you've ever been? I make it sooo hard for you, don't I? Just think how hard you would get if I sucked your cock, just think of how much you'd cum if I let you fuck my pussy! Poor baby, you don't want to cheat like that on beautiful Ellen."

David was mesmerized by now. His cock was making a giant tent in his pants. His hips were almost starting to buck on their own and he could feel the precum soaking his boxers. Jennifer could smell it. The drug made her sense of smell hyper sensitive to the musk of male cum bringing an extra jolt of desire through her clit.

"Oh, David, I'll bet you're so hard for me! I'm going to show you what it's doing to my sweet pussy. I'll let you see my dripping cunt squeeze my fingers while I cum for you and you'll cum for me too, I know, David. But it's fine, you're not cheating, you're not even touching yourself. I'm going to make you come in your pants just by letting you watch. I love to be watched, David!"

Jennifer purred as she pulled her thong aside and slipped two, then three fingers deep into her glistening bare pussy. She gasped and started to orgasm so hard that David could see her cunt lips sucking on her thrusting fingers like a hungry mouth. He came hard right along with her, bucking in his seat, gripping the armrests. He came harder than he ever had, soaking his pants with gush after gush of an incredible load. "Oh fuck! " he moaned, his head lolled back, almost unconscious from the exertion.

Jennifer came harder than ever herself, pushed to ecstasy by watching her power overwhelm David's defenses. " Ohh, yess, I love it .." she moaned to herself as her spasms subsided. She brought her dripping fingers up to her mouth and sucked on the wonderful juices. She smiled at David as she licked her red lips and laughed with delight. David sat stunned, his crotch soaked from the inside.

"Well, Dr. Parton, I'll let you get back to work now. I'm off to DC for a week. Don't even think about me, baby, not too much, just when you're fucking Ellen. She won't get you as big and hard as I did, but maybe if you fuck her tight ass you'll feel extra big." Jennifer straightened up, put on her jacket, grabbed her briefcase and blew him a kiss as she strutted out.

That was just two days before her little celebration in the Hotel lounge Friday afternoon. She had closed a huge contract (and consumed several more doses of her secret drug).

The changes were miraculous. Her body was now perfection. Breasts that looked better

than the most professional artificial augmentation, so full, round, high and firm, but all real delicious flesh. Every charm was elegantly sexy, not like some bimbo pornstar, impossibly sexy, but with a luxurious sophistication. Dominating powers of attraction.

She realized that besides the fact that her marketed formulas were impressive and effective, every man in that conference room was so distracted by their enormous erections that they would give her any contract she asked for. What they desperately wanted to give her were the giant loads of cum boiling in their pants. The fifty thousand cash was what she allowed them to shower her with. They did it with smiles on their faces.

That first cocktail at the bar was mixing beautifully with her continuous sexual rush. She was so deep in her thoughts of endless hard cock that she didn't notice the man who sat down at the adjacent table.

"Excuse me, I can't help noticing how bemused you look. It must be that pink cocktail. One of those girls' only drinks?"

Jennifer looked up into a handsome pair of eyes. He was a young executive type, typically cool and confident, but when he joined her table, in the mist of her scent, his game was clearly jolted a bit. She smiled. He was hard already, she could tell by his subtle readjustment.

The waitress appeared, "What can I get for you, sir?"

" Martini, dry, please and may I buy you another round Miss?" Jennifer smiled and nodded.

"Another Wet Pussy, miss?" asked the waitress with a straight face.

The man laughed, "A Wet pussy? That's really a cocktail?"

Jennifer spoke up, "Oh yes, it's delicious. You've never tasted a Wet Pussy? You'll have to taste mine when it comes." And so the tease began.

He composed himself with an introduction, "Well, I'd love to. In fact, I have a special fondness for things wet and pink. I'm Nate. I'm here this afternoon for a bit of early celebrating, so let me buy you as many pink drinks as you like. I closed a huge deal today and they surprised me with a very nice cash bonus that is burning a whole in that black briefcase there."

"How much?" smiled Jennifer. She caught him up short, so she continued, "I'm celebrating as well with a cool fifty thousand in this pretty red briefcase beside me. So, how much, Nate?"

"Ah, well, ...forty-five,... I guess we can have quite a party!"

The waitress came with the drinks and they toasted their success. "I'm Dr. Jennifer Collington, by the way. Would you like to taste my Wet Pussy? There's just a little salt around the rim and a nice tangy taste." Nate acted cool and tried to keep up with the banter despite the distracting hardon in his pants. This was an incredibly sexy woman. And a doctor? Really? She looked more like the most expensive call girl in the history of DC.

He gamely took the offered glass. "Humm, not bad, almost like the real thing. Like you said, a bit salty with a definite tang."

"We should do a taste test with the real thing, Nate."

Nate almost choked on his martini with that quip. Then she hit him with another. "Have you ever paid for sex, Nate?" A look of wariness came across his face.

"If you think I'm a call girl, I'd be the first one you've met with two PHDs and a huge biotech company beneath her. I've never paid for it myself, but maybe it would be fun. All this cash sitting here between us. You with that raging hard on in your pants and me with the soaking wet pussy that's making you so hard."

"I like the way you think, Jennifer, and you're right, it is insanely hard for you. I've never met anyone so sensational, so yes, why not play with the money too."

"I'd like to play and I'd like to make it a betting game. Let me start by betting that I can make you come harder than you ever have, come in your pants right here, just with the taste of a wet pussy. Not that cocktail, but my own wet pussy. My fingers are in my panties right now, Nate, dipping into my sweet juices. Taste and come and you owe me one thousand, plus drinks, deal?"

Nate was already feeling the cum rise in his big balls, but still thought it was her losing bet. "It's that good, Doctor? You should know I'm a bit famous for my stamina and just a taste, I don't think so. What if you lose, double the stakes? "

"You know I'll win. You're almost there already just looking at me. Uhn..my fingers feel good in there, Nate. They're really wet. Taste them. You want it, that real pussy juice. Mine is so good, like no other woman's, come on take the bet."

Nate just stammered "Yes..yes, let me taste it, I'll pay you anything.."

Jennifer came a little as she felt her power over him, "Here!" She pulled her hand out from under the table, he grabbed her wrist and sucked her dripping fingers into his mouth. Her fingers stifled his groan as he closed his eyes and came in his pants like a virgin teenager. Five or so hard spurts soaked his jockeys and he slumped back in his chair with a smile of intense pleasure mixed with wonder. Who the fuck was this woman?

The lounge was mostly empty. No one noticed the steamy scene at their corner table except the waitress who was definitely enjoying the show.

"My God, Jennifer, you are delicious, your taste hit me like some kind of super viagra laced coke- but better and I'm still feeling high from it! I think we have some more heavy betting to do. I'd love to have you join me in my suite. I'll bet you I can fuck you like you've never been fucked before. I'll bet I can give you at least five orgasms before I come in your sweet pussy."

"My, aren't we getting a bit forward, Nate? Shall we set the stakes while our minds are still clear? Let's say ten thousand, but not if you make me come five times. I'll come more than you can imagine, I'll suck your cock with my pussy as it ripples with orgasm after orgasm. No, the bet is this. I'll make you come at least five times. I'll make your cock bigger than you've ever been and each time you come it will be a bigger load than the last. Sounds like a fantasy doesn't it Nate? Every man's fantasy of fucking a hot girl with your huge cock and coming over and over until all her holes are gushing with your steaming cum. Oh yeah, I want it too, so you're going to do it and pay me ten thousand, darling."

Nate tried to stay cocky. "Ok, you're on Jennifer. Let's head to my suite shall we. Let's not forget these briefcases as well."

Jennifer stood first so that he got a good look at her amazing figure. She led the way by a few paces to give him a long look at her perfect ass working it all the way to the elevators. Once inside, they were making out like crazy. His hands all over her tits and ass and hers down his pants stroking a nice big cock. "Already big, that's nice," she thought." Now I'll make him huge so he can fuck me like I need to be fucked!"

They burst into his suite all over each other. Jennifer pushed him onto a chair. "Strip!" she commanded him and he frantically tore off his clothes. "Watch me and stroke it!"

He was nice and big. She liked his cock. She swayed in a lusty grind as she peeled off her blouse and dropped her skirt. As he stroked himself, she ran her hands over her open demi bra and pinched her naked nipples, she ran her hands over her garters and between her thighs to the soaked crotch of her tiny thong. Stripped down to her French lingerie and heels, Jennifer stood in front of Nate, grabbed him by his hair and pushed his face into her steamy crotch.

"Yes, smell my dripping cunt! Isn't it so delicious?" she said with a delighted laugh as she ground her wet thong in his face. She pushed his head back, turned around and straddled his pulsing cock. She worked him with a nasty lapdance, panty fucking him with the slippery wet satin as she felt his cock twitch and grow a little bit bigger.

"Yes, perfect!" she thought, "just the touch of my pussy juice soaking through my thong is getting him bigger and harder! Now, let's see what happens when I let him fuck me."

She turned around to grind him with her tits in his face. He was now speechless with lust. His hands were first all over her ass, then mauled her breasts as he sucked her stiff nipples. Jennifer felt amazing, so turned on by her effect on her test subject and the little waves of orgasms in her twat.

"You're so hard aren't you, baby? So ready for my tight pussy! Take it now and lose that cash as your cock grows absolutely huge inside me!" Jennifer reached down and pulled her thong aside feeling the little gushes of girl cum pushed out by each twitch of her cunt. Grabbing his hard cock, she rubbed its bulging head up and down her slit. She loved the tease, but she also needed that fucking cock deep inside her. They both groaned with pleasure as she lowered herself until he was balls deep.