The Nerdy Scientist

Amy was sound asleep when I woke up the next morning. I went to the bathroom and peed, followed by a shower. She was waking up and stretching as I walked back into the bedroom, intending to get dressed. But Amy had other ideas. She quickly got out of bed and kissed me passionately, pulling off my towel.

"Lie down on the edge of the bed," she said, getting behind me. "Okay, now spread your legs."

I did as ordered, and then she started licking my anus. "This felt so good yesterday; I want to return the favour. How does that feel? Am I doing it right? Apparently there are numerous nerve endings that can be stimulated on and just inside the rectum that can be very enjoyable for the recipient."

"Yes, that feels so good. I've never had anyone do that to me," I said, my cock rapidly swelling.

She continued lapping away, paying special attention to inserting her tongue as far in as it would go. Then she raised my body to be able to stroke my cock at the same time. She did this for a few minutes, and I was so turned on. "Okay, turn around." I did, and then she sucked me deeply until I came moments later with the lingering feeling of her tongue still on my ass.Is there nothing this woman won't do in her pursuit of all things sexual?I thought as she drained me.

I did my usual checking and answering emails while Amy spent a few hours finalizing her presentation. Tonight was the town hall meeting, and she wanted to make sure that she was ready for it.

"Jake, can I give you a preview? I want to make sure I haven't forgotten anything, or perhaps there is something I should take out."

She had about fifty slides with text, diagrams, photos, tables, etc. I made a suggestion about removing a few of the more technical slides and focusing on what was most important. She took out ten of them, keeping them in reserve in case she had any questions that required more explanation. We both agreed that forty slides should be just about right.

We left around 1 pm for a walk. It was a sunny and mild day, so we took the longer trail to the hilltop overlooking the island. It was so beautiful up there. The atmosphere was crystal clear, and Mount Baker stood out prominently. We sat on a bench, ate some snacks and Gatorade, taking in the view, then continued the loop down the other side. When we were back on the road, we stopped at a coffee house to kill a couple of hours. This was the day that the cleaners were scheduled, the day before we had to move out. I told them where we hid a key so we didn't have to be there to let them in. Tomorrow we would have to make a hasty retreat in the morning and drive over to Jamie and Esther's. Chloe and Geoff were due to arrive sometime during the morning!

We got back home around five. The cottage was spotless! I was thinking, "Thisshould even satisfy the bitch!" I made a mental note to myself to try not to always think the worst about Chloe but doubted that would work. We had a quick bite to eat, Amy grabbed her laptop, and we drove the short distance to the hall. Even though it was close to an hour before meeting time, we had to park a long way away. As we walked along, there were hundreds of people joining us from side roads. There was a huge crowd outside the hall, as they hadn't opened the doors yet. Amy was spotted, and quite a few friends and acquaintances, including Jamie and Esther, came up to greet us. There was a young and very attractive woman standing next to them. Jamie made introductions.

"Jake, she's changed a lot since the last time you've seen her, but you probably recognize our daughter Trisha. Amy, I've told Trisha a lot about your work. I'm sure she has lots of questions for you."

I shook hands with Trisha, and then she and Amy stepped aside and got into a discussion about her work. As I continued to talk to other Islanders, I was thinking about Trisha. She must be about nineteen now. Jamie had mentioned that she'd won a scholarship at Stanford and was staying in residence there. The last time I remember seeing her, she was probably about twelve, but boy had she ever changed.What a fucking hottie!

We funnelled inside and sat down as the organizers kept adding chairs. There were still a hundred or so standing at the back of the room as Chuck Molnar, the long-term-serving mayor of the island, brought the meeting to order. I noticed to the side a KOMO-TV news team, ready to record and report on the meeting. This was turning into a major event!

Chuck turned on the projector and showed an outline of the meeting. The company managers of the expansion proposal were up first. There were a few subheadings explaining the different facets of the project. This was followed by the Washington State Fisheries and Wildlife Department. I was pleased to see further down the list that they had added Amy as the spokesperson for the environmental impact.

The company's presentation was similar to the previous meeting, but there were a few noticeable changes, the biggest being their acknowledgement that there were some issues with the current state of the marina. The speaker said that these would be addressed before the expansion would take place. There were also a couple of slides outlining the safety and preventative measures that they would be taking with the drilling of the holes for pilings as well as the environmental standards that the new wharves would have to have to minimize the effect on marine life and aquatic plants. They had really been listening to Amy!

Next came the Fisheries representative, who focused on the effects of the marina, both in its present state and with the proposed expansion, on the fish, wildlife, and ecosystems in the bay. The main message was that they wanted to ensure that the fish were protected and that the marina would have little if any impact on fishing stocks in the future.

The crowd was fairly quiet, but there were occasional hands up as well as people calling out in the audience wanting to speak. But the mayor kept telling them that there would be lots of time for discussion at the end of the presentations. There was polite applause as each speaker finished.

Finally, it was Amy's turn. As she was walking up to the front of the crowd, someone yelled, "Get off our island, you fucking egghead bitch! We don't want your kind here!"

"Security, will you please remove this person?" Two burly guys rushed over and grabbed the woman. They dragged her out as she continued to scream obscenities directed towards Amy.

"We have zero tolerance for any abusive and foul language at this meeting. Anyone engaging in it will be escorted outside of the building immediately. Amelie, I'm sorry this happened. Will you please proceed?"

Amy spent the next fifteen minutes explaining in detail all the current and possible future issues with the expansion of the marina on the marine life, aquatic plants, and water quality in the bay and surrounding waterways. The audience was very respectful, and at the end, there was louder applause than for the previous speakers. Suddenly from the back of the crowd a chant started up: 'Am-y, Am-y, Am-y.'I looked around to see Chris, Scott, and their friend Matt on their feet, hands in the air, gesturing towards her.

"Okay guys, that's enough of that. I'm sure Amelie appreciates your enthusiastic support for her, but if you don't stop, you'll have to leave," said Chuck, trying to maintain order.

"Now is the time for discussion. The speakers will respond to your questions. Please be brief and respectful."

After about twenty minutes, everyone had had their say. Amy was asked to provide a bit more information on a couple of things. She referred to her more technical sides, and it was well received. There was an even mix for and against the proposal. Chuck closed the meeting, saying that there would be another one in six weeks, giving the company time to respond to the issues presented.

The crowd filed out; some left, but a lot stayed outside to discuss what they'd just heard. Many came up to Amy and congratulated her for her impressive and detailed presentation. There were a few dissenters, but they were for the most part respectful. Scott was one of her ardent supporters. I saw Amy smiling as they talked for a few minutes. After a brief interview with KOMO-TV, which they said would be on the next day's news, we walked to the car.

We talked about the meeting as we drove home. I kept thinking about Amy's conversation with Scott. I was curious about exactly what they talked about. This is what she had to say:

"First off, he was very apologetic, saying that he regretted his actions at the bar and that since it happened. He has been trying to control his drinking, as it always seems to get him into trouble. After that he said that he and the guys would love to dance with me again and that after closing time we could head back to his place for more fun."

"He really said that! I noticed that you were smiling quite a lot during your conversation with him. I assume that you didn't give him a flat no to his rather blatant suggestion?"

"Well, I was just trying to be nice to him. That is something I don't think would be wise to get involved with, even though it does interest me a bit, imagining what would happen there."

"I am pretty sure that what he was implying was a tag team fucking session with you and the boys."

"Hmmm... you really think so?" she said, not looking revolted by the idea. "Yes, I suppose you're right. It could get out of control, especially if they were drinking and I had no way of stopping them if I was uncomfortable with what they were doing."

"Are you saying that if you felt safe with multiple men having sex with you, you wouldn't necessarily say no?"

"Good question. I suppose it would depend on who was involved and if it was completely understood that I could stop it anytime if I wasn't feeling good about it. I don't have any moral objections to it."

We talked a bit more about it. I was surprised at how easily she could discuss this, once again making it sound like it was some sort of scientific study of human behaviour. When we got home, Amy wanted to watch a video involving a woman and multiple men, i.e., a gang bang, on the porn channel! I found one that featured three men and a woman. She insisted that we strip and lie down on the bed.

The video was pretty straightforward. They were all seated on a couch in the living room. After some small talk, the woman stripped naked first. One man kissed her, another sucked on her nipples, while a third licked her pussy.

"So far so good; I am pretty sure that I would enjoy that kind of attention," she said, starting to rub her clit. "I can see that you're liking it too," she said, eyeing my swelling cock.

Next, the men took off their clothes, and they got into a circle around her, their cocks at full erection. There were two white guys and one black, all well endowed. The woman took turns sucking them, occasionally having two in her mouth at the same time.

"Wow, she is very good at keeping them all satisfied. They are nice-looking cocks; the black man's is almost as big as Daniel's."

With one hand she was still rubbing her clit; the other was stroking my cock. Over the next few minutes the action gradually evolved to a double penetration with two of the guys while the woman sucked the third guy.

"So that is what they mean in descriptions of sex acts when they say filling all holes. I have often wondered what it would feel like to have a penis inserted in my rectum. I bought some lubricant the other day. Would you care to try it?"

"You mean right now you want to have anal sex with me?"

"Yes, that is exactly what I mean. Are you okay with that?"

"Well sure, I guess." She rushed to the bathroom and brought back a plastic container, opened it up, put a generous amount on my cock, lay down on the bed, and opened her legs wide. "I'm ready, Jake."

I slowly inserted my cock. There was so much lube that I easily popped inside until my cock totally disappeared into her anus.

"Oh my god, Jake, that hurts. Stop for a second, please. Okay, that's better. Can you move back and forth a bit? Yeah, that's it. I'm past the pain now. Please continue."

Before long, she was moaning with pleasure. The tightness of her sphincter muscle bearing down on my cock was amazing as I continued to fuck her ass. A few minutes later, as the final scene played out on the video, with the guys all grunting and cumming on the woman's face, I spurted a few times inside her. I continued to pound her until I lost my erection and Amy finished her second orgasm. It was fucking intense for both of us!

"Wow, I really enjoyed that, Jake. Anal sex is pretty amazing. We are definitely going to do that again."

...

The next morning we slept in, waking up around 9 am. I looked at the clock and realized that we didn't have much time to pack up and get out of the cottage before Chloe and that asshole ex-best friend of mine showed up. We were in the process of leaving, just outside the door, when a car pulled up. Out came Chloe and Geoff.

"Jake, you were supposed to be out of her by now." "bellowed Chloe," as she got out of the car, walking in our direction. "Oh, and this must be your slut girlfriend. I've heard a lot about you, none good."

"What did you just call me?" said Amy, confronting Chloe as she carried a suitcase towards the door.

"I called you a slut. It's all over the island about what you've been up to, dancing and carrying on with men at the bar. And your boyfriend," she said, leering at me, "seems to be fine with it."

"Well, my reputation is much rosier than yours. Fucking with your husband's best friend behind his back. What have you got to say about that?"

They were very close and screaming at each other. Geoff and I had no idea what to do. We just sat back and watched as the back-and-forth vitriol increased. They were close enough now that you could see the spit flying as they continued to yell expletives. Then Amy grabbed hold of Chloe's coat and ripped it off. Chloe retaliated by reaching out and pulling Amy's blouse and bra down, exposing her boobs. Then Amy did the same to Chloe's t-shirt and bra. As they wrestled together, tits bouncing up and down, nails scratching and pulling hair, a crowd of spectators had gathered to watch the spectacle.

Geoff decided to intervene, but a guy called out. "Leave them alone and let them fight it out." By the looks of their faces, you could see that the men were really enjoying the cat fight. This was supposedly every man's dream... seeing two women fighting with clothes coming off and seeing tits! Even the women were transfixed, blankly staring at them. Eventually Amy knocked Chloe down and punched her. It was time to separate them. I pulled Amy up as she was preparing to hit her again, walked her to the car, packed our suitcases inside, and we drove away as I watched Geoff in the rear-view mirror helping Chloe reach and go inside the cottage.

Amy was still very worked up as she rearranged her clothing and buttoned up her blouse. "I was prepared to go through polite introductions, and then we could have been on our way. But no, that bitch just couldn't keep her mouth shut. No one is going to get away with calling me a slut."

I let her rant without commenting. She had calmed down quite a bit as we turned and parked at Jamie and Esther's house. Jamie opened the door and saw Amy.

"What the hell happened to you, Amy? You've got a couple of nasty-looking scratches on your face."

We told him about the confrontation and fight. Amy walked towards their living room and joined Esther and Trisha. They were in animated conversation while I continued to talk to Jamie.

"I shouldn't be saying this, Jake, but I would really have liked to have been there to see them going at it. Really, clothes came off. Wow."It really is every man's dream,I thought as we joined the women. There was a man sitting with them who I didn't recognize. Jamie introduced us. "Jake, this is Paul, an old friend of mine. We met in college. We haven't seen each other in ages. He's joining us for Thanksgiving."

Trisha had convinced Amy that she should treat her scratches with some Polysporin to make sure that she didn't get infected. She sprayed some on a cotton ball and rubbed it on her face. "Anywhere else?"

"I think she got me on the boobs as well," Amy said, unbuttoning her blouse and opening it up.

"You'd better remove your bra as well," said Trisha. We should make sure we treat them all."

Amy complied, totally oblivious to showing off her naked body, even to a stranger. Trisha very gently swabbed a couple of scratches. "Oh my god, Amy, you have such lovely nipples! They really stick out." They got even larger as Trisha rubbed near one of them. After a few more minutes of this, the men were showing some bulges in their pants. I was also entranced by Trisha. She was wearing a tight pink sweater, and the sight of the two gorgeous women in close contact added to my stimulation. I was wondering where this was going when Esther announced lunch.

We enjoyed a delicious ham, cheese, and veggie quiche that Esther had made from scratch. Jamie offered us drinks, and we readily accepted, Amy some red wine and me a single malt scotch. After lunch the women took off to a Christmas bazaar to look for some bargains and possible presents. The men spent the afternoon relaxing on the deck, sipping more booze and reminiscing about our younger days. It was an unusually warm late November day. We were all feeling good, and the memory of Amy's interaction with Trisha was still on our minds.

"If you don't mind me saying this, Jake, Amy is a very attractive and sexy woman. You're a very lucky man. I was surprised when she stripped to her waist so nonchalantly. Her nipples are amazing. Sorry, I'm getting carried away."

"I totally agree with you, Paul. I hope you don't mind, Jake, but I shared a few of the details of what happened with the three of us the other day. I totally trust him to keep quiet about it," said Jamie.

"Yes, you don't have to worry, Jake. My lips are sealed."

"Thanks, I appreciate that. Amy is different than any other woman I've ever known. She is so inquisitive about life, wanting to know things in minute detail about a whole range of subjects. That is especially true about her work, but lately she is obsessed with trying all kinds of sexual activities. She was repressed for many years, and now she wants to play catch-up. She doesn't have any religious or moral values to hold her back. But she is adamant about one thing. She definitely wants to be in charge!"

"That's for sure. But I think that turns me on even more about her. I like her telling me what to do," said Jamie, taking another sip of his scotch.

The booze was starting to lower my inhibitions, and before I thought about the possible repercussions and whether I was okay with it, I blurted out, "Lately she's been talking about a gang bang. She wants to have sex with at least three men at one time. We watched a porn video last night, and it really turned her on."

Jamie looked at Paul, and I knew right away what was going through their minds.

The women arrived home around five. They joined us, and we sat around enjoying each other's company until we all got together making supper. I was wondering what the evening was going to bring, now that I had openly talked about Amy's fantasy. I was sure that Paul and Jamie would be willing participants.