As I have told you before, I worked many
different jobs to pay my way through college.
Among other things, I waited tables, pumped
gas and delivered pizza. One day, this ad
caught my eye as I browsed the bulletin board
outside the college cafeteria:
"Male and female students wanted to test
condoms for a major manufacturer. Only
broad-minded need apply."
The terse message was followed by a telephone
number. I immediately called and made an
appointment. The following day I drove across
town for my job interview. I expected to find a
factory, so I was a little surprised when it
turned out to be a laboratory in a health-care
district.
Doctor Katie Kelly looked hot in her white
smock. The top two buttons were opened to
reveal just a hint of a frilly black bra and more
than a hint of cleavage.
"We have a number of different condoms in our
product line," my saucy interviewer began.
"Your job is to put on a condom and copulate
with a female that we would provide. After you
ejaculate, I will examine the condom for
damage."
"You mean you will pay me to fuck..er..I mean,
have sex."
"Yes, and you can call it fucking. That's usually
what I call it. I'm surprised that we have so
much trouble finding student volunteers. I
suppose they think it's too good to be true."
"Well, I did at first, but I'm sure glad I came. I
always thought these things were tested with
machines and compressors."
"Well, they do undergo many different tests, but
it wouldn't make sense not to test them under
actual conditions. If you stop to think about it,
everything else is tested that way. You test
hammers by driving nails, and drills by drilling
holes." I couldn't help but notice the analogies
and wondered if they were intentional.
"I will have to have a look at your penis," she
said.
I lowered my pants to reveal my hard-on.
Doctor Kelly laughed when she saw it, and
asked, "Was it the cleavage or the perfume?"
She put on a pair of latex gloves and took my
measurements. My cock lurched upward when
she touched it. "Good, you're bigger than
average in length and girth. I prefer big men.
They put the rubbers to a better test. Now I
have to see you ejaculate. I don't hire weak
ejaculators."
After spreading a large towel on the floor, she
turned on a video camera and picked up a still
camera. "Stand at the edge of the towel and get
on with your business," she said. "And try to
make it quick. I have another interview in a few
minutes." I had always wanted to jack off in
front of a beautiful woman, and I was finally
getting my chance. I wrapped my hand around
my plump cock and began to jack hard and
fast. It took less than a minute to unload. My
first spurt sailed the full length of the towel and
narrowly missed the carpet. The others
splashed down all over the towel. I silently
counted the spurts, "five..six..seven..eight."
Doctor Kelly repeatedly clicked the shutter on
the camera.
"Well, that was very impressive. You certainly
have a healthy prostate. That would have been
a good test for any condom. You are hired if
you want the job. You will not be on the
payroll, instead, you will be paid for each test,
and the longer it lasts the more you will earn.
We pay two dollars per minute, so if you last
thirty minutes you earn sixty dollars. If you go
off in less than five minutes, you won't be paid
anything, and if it happens more than once, I'll
have to let you go. I won't pay for premature
ejaculations. These tests are to determine not
only how effectively the condom holds the
semen, but also how well it stands up over the
long haul during both vaginal and anal
intercourse. The ejaculation is a condom's
biggest enemy, but friction also plays a part.
And you don't have to worry if they do break.
The girl has to use some alternate form of birth
control, pills or a diaphragm. Do you have any
questions?"
"Yes, will I always fuck the same woman?"
"No, for two reasons. I always have scheduling
problems with students, and bringing the same
two together is always difficult. It's easier just
to take whoever is available. Also, using
different vagina and penis combinations is a
better test protocol. One of my testers has
fucked more than a hundred girls."
As I left Doctor Kelly's office, a very pretty girl
whom I had seen around the campus smiled at
me as she went in. I carried out my first test
two days later on that same adorable girl.
Doctor Kelly led us to a bedroom adjoining her
office. "This is Becky," she said. "It's her first
time, too. Now get your clothes off and let's get
started."
Becky stripped slowly and carefully hung her
clothes in the closet. I tossed mine on a chair.
I felt rather foolish as I stood there completely
naked with my hard cock bobbing in front of
me. I silently prayed that I would perform like a
man. My greatest fear was that I would
ejaculate prematurely. I needn't have worried.
Becky turned to face me. Damn, was she ever
hot! Her tits could have been one cup size
larger, but they were still very fine specimens.
Her body was the same golden brown from
head to toe, no doubt thanks to a tanning salon
near the campus. A thin strip of hair running up
her slit was her only cuntal foliage.
"This is a prototype of an ultra-thin condom
that we are trying to perfect," Doctor Kelly said,
as she handed me a rolled up condom. "I
should probably do this test with experienced
testers, but I have a feeling you will do okay.
We've had problems with the semen reservoir
bursting, but it has been made more pliable to
allow it to stretch. Now put it on and let's get
down to business."
My hands trembled as I rolled the rubber onto
the head and smoothed it down over my cock.
"Bend over," Doctor Kelly ordered. She
lubricated a small device that resembled a
miniature barbell. "This is nothing more than a
switch connected to a counter that will count
the contractions of your anus while you are
ejaculating. That information will help me
estimate the strength of your orgasm." I bent
forward and she slipped one of the small,
greasy balls into my ass. I rather enjoyed the
feel of it.
"Becky, get on the bed and take the missionary
position," Doctor Kelly ordered. The petite girl
went to her back on the bed and spread her
legs akimbo. "All right, go ahead and get on
with your job."
I caught a whiff of perfume as I mounted a girl
who had not said a single word to me. I was
so nervous that I couldn't find her fuck-hole
and she finally reached down and tucked me in.
She winced as I pushed my cock in a little too
hard and fast. Her pussy fit my cock like a
warm glove. I sensed that she had no more
experience than I had. For the first five minutes,
she simply laid there and took it. Then she
began to respond. The first sign of her arousal
was her fingernails lightly raking my back and
ass. Then she began lifting her ass off of the
bed and rising to meet my thrusts. She began
wheezing as though suffering an asthma attack
and her belly began smacking against mine.
We were soon fucking like two rutting animals.
"Good, very good," Doctor Kelly said. "Give that
rubber a good test."
Becky was whispering all sorts of filthy things
in my ear. She seemed to have a special
fondness for the word "motherfucker". I put my
full weight on her so I could feel her perky tits
against my hairy chest. Even though the rubber
prevented direct contact with her sex juices, I
could tell she was juicing up because my cock
was sliding into her as smoothly as a hot knife
into butter.
"Oh, yes, that feels so good. Don't you dare
stop now, motherfucker. Harder! Faster!
HUH..HUH..HUH..HUH..I'M COMING!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
I felt like Casanova as the pretty wench bucked
frantically against me. I glanced over at our
sponsor and saw a satisfied smile on her
beautiful face. Becky and I were subjecting the
condom to a grueling test. My thick cock
stretched it beyond its limits while her Kegel
contractions crushed the thin rubber against
my bulging veins. And then I gave it the
ultimate test, a powerful ejaculation worthy of
Peter North. The comely stranger and I hit the
jackpot together. It was my first simultaneous
orgasm and I suspect it was also her first. She
was howling like a banshee. She wanted the
whole world to know that she was coming.
The two of us finally went limp. Doctor Kelly
was all business and brought our brief post-
fuck cuddle to a quick end. "All right, let's see
it," she demanded. All of our eyes were drawn
to my twitching cock as I pulled it out with my
fingers clutching the rubber. Doctor Kelly was
ecstatic when she saw that the condom had
done its job. "Excellent! It held up. Now don't
touch it." She produced a magnifying glass and
carefully examined the glistening rubber.
"Beautiful! You really tested the reservoir. It
expanded to hold your load. Tell me, how did it
feel?"
"It was incredible," I answered. "I could hardly
tell I was wearing a rubber."
After taking several photographs of my
throbbing cock, Doctor Kelly carefully removed
the condom and weighed it on an electronic
scale. "I think you set some sort of record,"
she said. "You had fifteen anal contractions and
your load weighs fourteen grams. That's
almost a tablespoonful. I've been in this
business for years and this is the biggest load
I've ever seen."
As Becky and I dressed, Doctor Kelly made out
our checks. I had managed to last an
incredible thirty minutes, which translated into
sixty badly-needed dollars. When Doctor Kelly
handed me the check, I stared at it in disbelief.
Until that moment, I didn't really believe that I
would get paid for fucking one of the prettiest
girls I had ever seen.
Becky accepted my invitation to have a drink.
The conversation flowed smoothly between sips
of our margaritas. "That was really nice," she
said. "I haven't done much fucking and that
was the first time I really enjoyed it and had an
orgasm. I'm so relieved that I can come when
I'm getting fucked. I had more than one, you
know. You really know how to use that thing."
"Doctor Kelly watching was a huge turn-on for
me," I said. "What about you?"
"Oh, yeah, definitely. She's so hot, don't you
think? I would do her myself in a heartbeat."
Becky and I went back to her apartment and
fucked again, that time without a rubber. It was
even better than the first time. Becky and I
became boyfriend and girlfriend then, and I
soon moved in with her. We had an unusual
sexual relationship. We had sex every day, but I
never came with her. I saved that for the
condom tests. We both continued to participate
in the tests, and always told each other about
our experiences.
My second test was with a chubby but pretty
girl named Chloe. She was an old hand at
condom testing and she didn't bat an eye when
Doctor Kelly told her to get on all fours and
prepare for an anal test. The doctor handed me
one of the ultra-thin prototypes I had tested on
Becky. After I rolled it onto my cock, Doctor
Kelly handed me a bottle of lotion.
"The lubricants used for anal fucking
sometimes damage the rubber," she explained.
"We're always trying to develop rubbers that
will not be affected."
Chloe's plump ass jiggled as I crawled onto the
bed. I was too embarrassed to tell them that I
had never fucked an ass before. Chloe spread
her butt-cheeks apart and I took aim on the
wrinkled hole. Even though I had no experience
at rump-fucking, I knew from my adventures
with pornography that the anus must be
penetrated slowly and gently. I eased my cock
in and just as I got the head in, the slut
rammed her ass back against me and took the
entire length in one stroke.
Chloe's tight ass gripped my cock like a gloved
hand. When I pulled out, the little doughnut of
her anus clung to my cock and came out of her
body. When I drove forward, it completely
disappeared inside of her. Chloe's pretty face
was turned to the side on a pillow. I was very
pleased to see signs of pleasure on her
features. Her eyes were shut and a hint of a
smile played on her lips. Tiny dots of sweat
popped out on her flushed forehead. She
nibbled incessantly on her lower lip. I realized
that she was masturbating when I felt her
fingertips graze my balls. Chloe came within a
couple of minutes. The contractions in the walls
of her pussy spilled over into her ass. A few
minutes later, I shot my load into her clenching
butt. I sensed that something was wrong even
before Chloe said, "It broke, Doctor. He's
shooting into my ass."
I felt a little sorry for Doctor Kelly as she
examined the ruptured condom. "You blew the
tip right out of it," she said. Chloe made a dash
for the bathroom to release her semen enema.
The doctor carefully removed the condom and
examined it under a microscope. "We'll have to
make the semen reservoir bigger and more
elastic," she said.
I had lasted fifteen minutes, not bad
considering it was my first anal, and had earned
an easy thirty dollars. Doctor Kelly began using
me for tests every day. Sometimes they were
held during the day and other times in the
evening. I felt a great sense of accomplishment
when the ultra-thin was perfected. After twenty
successful tests, all with different girls, Doctor
Kelly declared success.
We were doing simple quality control tests on
one of their most popular condoms when I had
a sexual experience that I will remember until
my dying day. I had showed up a few minutes
early, just as I always did, and was already out
of my clothes and wearing the rubber. Doctor
Kelly was not a patient woman, and when the
new girl I was supposed to fuck was late, she
began to fume. Five minutes passed, then ten,
then fifteen. The phone rang and I heard her
snap, "Oh, very well!"
"She lost her nerve," Doctor Kelly said. "The
tests have to be completed. I'll have to take
her place." I was stunned when she began
casually removing her clothes. Her tits were
her finest feature. The twin beauties hung like
ripe fruit on her chest. In my fantasies, I had
always imagined a full bush on her pussy. My
fantasies had been right.
"Okay, let's do it," she said, as she went to her
back on the bed. As I mounted her and noticed
the tiny crowsfeet at the corners of her eyes, I
realized that I was about to fuck a woman my
mother's age. That didn't bother me in the
least. I had always heard that older women are
better at fucking than young ones and I was
going to find out if it was true.
Doctor Kelly's cunt was as hot and tight as any
that I had had. I imagined that my cock was a
crowbar and her pussy was a door that I was
trying to pry open. Each thrust went in at a
different angle and to a different depth. I call it
finesse-fucking and have had great success
with it. The good doctor soon began to huff and
puff in my ear. Her belly heaved as it slapped
against mine. She continuously babbled
something about giving it a good test. My cock
slid in more smoothly as she juiced up.
"Oh, my Gawd! Oh, my Gawd! OH, MY GAWD!"
A series of strong Kegels clamped down on my
cock. I nearly came but somehow managed to
hold back. I wanted to fuck that snooty bitch
into a coma. There I was fucking her as good
as she had ever had it, and she wouldn't let me
call her by her first name.
"All right, now listen carefully," she whispered.
"I want you to switch holes and do it as quickly
and smoothly as possible. Now! SWITCH NOW!"
Her orgasm hadn't come to a full stop and she
was trembling beneath me. I pulled my cock
out and took a quick look to see if the rubber
was still intact. It appeared to be, but I couldn't
be sure without a load in it. My cock slipped
into her ass as smoothly as a torpedo into a
torpedo tube. I had acquired a taste for ass and
had come to prefer it to pussy. I had never
done it from the front before. Even though there
were some advantages, like feeling her bush
against my belly, I still preferred rear
penetration so I could feel the ass against me.
Doctor Kelly's orgasm started up again. She
forced her hand between our bellies and
masturbated vigorously to speed things up.
She demanded that I fuck her faster and
deeper. I gave her the full length of my prong
on each thrust. I picked up speed until I was
delivering two strokes per second. But my
efforts weren't enough for her and she drove
her ass up against me. She blubbered like a
madwoman as she came again and again.
"Let it go, damnit! I can't take anymore! Shoot
your load! SHOOT IT!"
I hooked her legs back with my arms and threw
all of my weight on her. I struggled to get every
bit of my cock into her. I came so hard that I
saw stars and heard bells. The best fuck of my
life ended with the best orgasm of my life. Both
of us looked down at my cock as it emerged
from the greasy tunnel.
"We make the best fucking rubbers in the
world," she said, as she admired my creamy
load in the tip.
I told Becky about fucking Doctor Kelly and we
decided to talk to her about a threesome, but
neither of us could work up the courage to ask
her. I fucked her about once a week after that.
She continued to pair me off with other women
but she needed a turn occasionally. Most of my
partners were students but there were a few
housewives earning a little spending money.
Knowing that they were married made fucking
them all the more exciting. I fucked more than
one-hundred-and-fifty women and earned
about seven thousand dollars during the year
that I worked for Doctor Kelly. How many of the
rubbers broke, did you ask? Take my advice
and don't trust them for birth control.
THE END
