Lust Serum Test on a college Campus p1 (MF) (voyeur) (college)(20 years old)

“Thank you all for signing your waivers and agreeing to take part in this experiment. You will remain in this building for the next 6 hours and we will monitor you remotely. We’ve provided refreshments.” A girl rose her hand and asked, “are we supposed to do anything beyond just sit here?” Luke’s heart rate rose seeing his crush, Mia speak. He’d taken classes with her and her quick mind, calculating eyes behind glasses, mahogany body and big bouncy boobs entranced Luke every class.

The proctor responded, “I won’t taint the experiment,” and left with a smile. Somebody piped up, “what the fuck?!” And another replied, “As long as we’re paid, it’s whatever.” People began to filter in and out of the auditorium, grabbing refreshments and exploring the building. Luke poured a soda and surveyed, his eyes finding Mia. He downed a second cup, ensure why it gave him courage, but finally approached Mia after weeks of admiring.

While he had confidence, he had no idea to stay. Her wide eyes and smile as he approached stole his nerve and after stammering at her for several seconds, he walked off mortified and took his next soda to go. A cheerleader ran up to him. “Hey, I saw that back there and want to help. It seemed she liked you but you panicked. Cmon.” The cute, blonde cheerleader pulled him to a classroom and started giving flirting tips.

“Ok, now let’s practice. Hit on me.” Embarrassment or gratefulness, Luke’s body has started to feel warm, like whiskey hitting his stomach and spreading heat to every extremity, while the cheerleader’s cheeks reddened slightly. He took a deep breath and tried some of her tips, complimenting his hair and smile, but found himself focusing on her wet, inviting lips. Their eyes met and caution melted away as he leaned in, meeting her lips. Even more surprising, she grabbed Luke’s collar, pulling him deeper into the kiss. Their bodies rubbed together, radiating heat as they delved deeper and explored.

Something loud crashed above them, and the spell was broken, the outside world rushed in and the cheerleader ran off with a blush and a “good luck.” Luke sighed and waited for the tension to recede, but didn’t feel the blood lessen at all. He fleetingly thought to rub one out before remembering the cameras. Walking up the stairs, he saw one girl peeking into a nearby office. Thinking she was alone, she had one hand up her tight t-shirt, the other lifted her short skirt In the middle, fingers clearly inside her soft pink panties, while her eyes were glued to a gap in the door.

As Luke admired, his eyes tracing her coffee colored thighs to her jealously lustful expression, she noticed him and silently beckoned him in so he too could look. A tall guy, shirt still on but pants down, had a savagely hungry brunette bent over for him to pound. They tried staying silent, but their movement was clearly audible, as was their panting. He pulled her hair, lifting her head and allowing her ecstasy to be clearly visible, and had unbuttoned her shirt enough to free her perky tits to bounce wildly with each thrust. Finally with a grunt, he backed out and she presented her tits for him to cover.

His fellow voyeur guided him to the next room, before saying, “hi, I’m Maya. Watching them has me so horny, can you pound me like that?” Spurred by a sudden confidence boost, he pressed against her, one hand sliding up the back of her skirt, the other guiding her hand to his aching cock. “Fuck you’re so hard already.” He found himself saying, “have been since I saw you.”

Maya sprung his manhood free and fell to her knees, opening wide for him to fill her mouth. She sucked slowly, relishing the steaming cock between her lips and returning her fingers to her wet slit. Luke then pulled her back up, and pulled off her top, sucking on her Hershey nipples as she stroked his cock and begged for it inside her. “Fine,” Luke said, bending her over the nearest desk and slowly pulling down her panties. Her brown ass looked soft, curvy, and ready as he positioned and pushed into her wet slit. “Fuck,” they sighed in unison enjoying every inch of each other.

Remembering the show they watched, Luke picked up speed and force, with Maya joyfully egging him on. “Yea, Fuck me harder. Just like that. Pound this wet pussy. Stretch me! Fill me!” Unconcerned with noise, Luke stroked harder, clapping against her juicy cheeks, but unable to drown out her shrieks of delight. Soon, he was wildly drilling away, yanking her hips back into every thrust to amp the force while Maya cried out in ecstasy, cumming hard on his cock again and again, but he wasn’t ready for this to end.

Abruptly, Luke backed and knelt, replacing his cock with his face. She clearly appreciated the reprieve, grinding her wet lips across his tongue and burying his face deeper between her luscious cheeks. He then spun her around and guided her onto the table, bending again to furiously lick her sensitive, dripping pussy. As she came, her thick thighs closed around Luke’s face.

“Give me your cock!” She cried, and Luke quickly complied, climbing between her legs, positioning against her hips, and pounding her more. Maya’s eyes rolled as the pleasure overwhelmed her, while Luke desperately fought his rising pressure, until she cried, “does this slutty pussy make you want to cum? Cover me in your cum!” Barely holding on anyway, Luke stood and with a cathartic grunt, stroked spurt after sticky spurt onto her body.

They lay panting for a minute, before Maya said, “fuck I need something to drink.” And they headed back downstairs, making sure to dress, but not worrying about cleaning up.

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Door closes. “Looks like everybody has tried the spiked drinks. Quickly bring back the clean drinks. They’ve already ingested the serum, let’s not overload them this time.” The man returned to the monitors. “Many of the subjects have already shown their spiked lust and decreased inhibitions. Continue to observe.”

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/101q6dx/lust_serum_test_on_a_college_campus_p1_mf_voyeur