Making Scents Ch. 10

Donald emerged soon after in a fresh change of clothes. "Oh hey, Nancy."

"Hi Donny. You OK?"

"Fine. Why wouldn't I be?"

"I dunno. Tyson was a little worried about you."

"Well a lot has happened. I guess he told you everything."

She nodded.

He continued. "Now I just have to talk to Carol." The phone rang twice. Donald answered. "Hello? . . .K, come up. . . .It's Carol."

"Do you want us to leave?" Tyson asked.

"No, stay. I need you here."

"Why? To make her more uncomfortable?"

"Because you're my best friend!" Donald hugged Tyson and looked over at Nancy. "Isn't he a great guy?" he boasted.

Nancy frowned. "I'm beginning to see what you were talking about, Ty."

"Get off me, bro." Tyson gently pushed him aside.

"OK."

"What are you going to say to Carol?"

"What do you want me to say?"

"You gonna to tell her about the pheromones?"

"Do you want me too?"

"Why are you putting this on me?"

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. How can I make it up to you?"

"What the hell is . . .Oh no! Do NOT tell me that . . .Donny?"

"Yes Tyson?"

"Quack like a duck."

"Quack quack quack quack."

"K, shut up."

Nancy was completely lost. "What's going on?"

"His sister sprayed me with this chemical and apparently it makes Donald do whatever I tell him."

"You're kidding right?"

"Look at him." Tyson said, gesturing toward Donald. "Donny, jump up and down on one leg."

Donald happily bounced in place. There was a knock on the door.

"That's Carol." Tyson realized and sighed. "You'd better get it."

Donald went to the door and opened it. Carol hit him with a left cross that landed squarely in his eye. "You son of a bitch! You had me drugged up on pheromones, didn't you?"

Tyson sighed, "Guess we're not going to have to explain it to her. Donny, answer her."

Donald turned to Carol. "I didn't know what was going on till yesterday."

"You saying you created a pheromone that potent and didn't realize it?"

"It's complicated, but it'll be OK now."

"Why?"

"Because Tyson's here!" Donald beamed.

Carol turned red when her attention was directed toward Tyson.

Tyson just threw his hands up in the air. "Fuck. I'm going to go shower. You guys air out the place. Again."

"What the hell is going on?!" Carol demanded.

Tyson shrugged. "Donny, explain everything to Carol while I shower and, please, try to breathe a lot of fresh air."

"OK."

When Tyson returned in a change of clothes, Donald was back to his old self, Carol's anger had faded and things finally seemed to make sense to Nancy.

"I can't believe that Donny has clothes that fit you." Nancy commented.

"We crash at each other's all the time." Tyson explained, pointing at a room down the hall. "That's my room."

"Why don't you two just move in together?" asked Carol.

"Yes," Donald mused, "Because I'd like to live in a place where I can listen to my roommate fucking every night while I'm getting nothing."

"No sloppy seconds?" Nancy grinned.

All three turned to stare at her.

"Hey, just asking!"

"Besides," Tyson added. "He was saving himself for Caro . . .shit."

"Thanks Tyson."

"Sorry bro."

Carol was floored. "You were saving yourself for me? And you created this pheromone to get me? Why didn't you just ask me?"

"Because I know girls like you don't fall for guys like me." Donald admitted.

"Girls like-? Donald! I've been waiting for you to ask me out for two years!"

The situation amused Tyson to no end. "Hold up. Hold up. Let me sum this up. Donald has spent most of his free time in the last two years trying to come up with a formula to win over the woman of his dreams and in the process may have fucked up our lives and all he had to do was ask you out?"

"When you put it that way . . ." Donald tried to figure out a way to make it sounds less stupid.

"Come on. We've come this far. Let's just put our cards on the table." Tyson stated. "There she is, Donny: the woman of your dreams. Do you love her?"

"Tyson!"

"Do you?"

"Yes."

"And Carol, by any chance do you love this genius idiot?"

"Yes, I do."

"Well then why don't we leave while you take him and remove him of that virginity that's LONG overdo to depart!"

"She can't." argued Donald.

"Why not?" Tyson asked.

Just then there was a banging at the door. Donald opened his mouth to answer Tyson's question, but then shut it and opened the door instead. It was Kevin.

"You fucked my mother!" he yelled as his fist collided with Donald's jaw.

"Oh." Tyson mused. "That's why."

It took Donald a few seconds to recover and reply. "She told you?"

"No. I saw you."

Donald frowned, "That was two days ago. Why are you only bringing it up now?"

"Who is that?" Carol whispered to Tyson.

"I don't know," Nancy whispered back. "But I don't like him."

"I had things to do!" Kevin continued.

"Huh?" Donald didn't know where this was going. "So what do you want me to do? Apologize?"

"I want you to stay away from her and me."

"She already told me she doesn't want to see me . . .in that way again."

"Then why'd she scream your name?" Kevin went red, realizing he'd said too much.

"Scream my name? When?"

"Oh my god!" Nancy squealed with amusement. "He fucked her! He fucked his own mother!"

Donald's jaw dropped. "You what?!"

"I . . .I . . ."

"She let you fuck her?"

"No . . .I mean yes . . ."

Tyson moved to the door and clapped a mouth over Kevin's mouth dragging him in before he knew what was going on.

"Hurry up." Tyson cursed as Kevin struggled in his grasp.

"What are you doing?" Donald asked, bewildered by his friend's actions.

"His eyes'll glaze right?" Tyson asked.

Donald wondered what he was talking about at first. Then he nodded. Soon Tyson removed his hand from Kevin's mouth.

"Did you really fuck your mother?" Tyson asked.

"Yes."

"She wanted you to?"

"No. I drugged her."

"That sick fuck." Nancy exclaimed. She moved in to hit him, but Carol grabbed her.

"Is she OK, now?"

"Yes."

"When did she call out Donny's name?"

"When she was cumming while I fucked her. I think she loves him."

"OK, you will forget all thoughts of fucking your mother. You will not be mad at Donny anymore. He is a good friend of yours." Tyson turned to Donald. "That's right isn't it?" Donald nodded. "Now go home and, I don't know, do something nice for your mother that doesn't involve sex. Try not to go to her place very often."

"He lives with her." Donald commented.

"What? Didn't you say all your friends make six figures?"

"Yes."

Tyson turned back to Kevin. "Move the fuck out of the house."

"OK." Kevin said happily.

"Now, get out of here. When you leave you won't remember being here or being mad at Donny."

"OK." Kevin walked out the door without another word.

"What kind of a guy drugs his mom and fucks her?" Tyson asked rhetorically.

Donald went into his bedroom for a moment and came back with a picture of the D&D gang and Rachael. "That's Rachael." he said, showing it to Tyson.

"Damn! OK, I'd want to fuck her even if she was my mom."

Nancy yanked the picture out of his hand. "So would I" she agreed.

Carol looked at it next. "So she was your first?"

Donald blushed.

"Hey that's right!" Tyson cheered. "Give me some." he said, holding out his hand.

Donald gestured to Carol with his eyes.

"It's OK." Carol assured. "Boys will be boys."

Donald and Tyson slapped hands, backslapped hands and then knocked fists.

"So what now?" Nancy asked.

"Carol and I need to talk." Donald stated.

"No," Tyson corrected. "You need to fuck. So we're going to leave."

He grabbed Nancy and headed for the door.

"Have fun!" Nancy smiled.

Before they could leave there was another knock at the door. Everyone turned to Donald who was massaging his jaw. He shook his head. "No way I'm opening that door again!"

Tyson opened the door to find Mariko standing there.

"Tyson!" she exclaimed.

"Mariko!" Tyson replied equally surprised.

"This is Mariko?" Nancy grinned. "I like her. Can we keep her?"

"Mariko," Tyson said, ignoring Nancy. "About the other night."

"It was wrong. I know." Mariko couldn't make eye contact as she spoke. "I cheated on my husband."

"Your hus- . . .I didn't know, Mariko. I'm sorry."

"Did you miss the ring?" Nancy asked, cocking an eye.

Tyson looked at her shiny wedding ring and blushed.

"But Tyson," Mariko continued. "I want to continue with you."

"Come again?"

"What I learned with you and Carol, I took to my bed and showed my husband. It was wonderful." She paused remembering. "But it could be even better. I want you to teach me so that I can be a better lover and I can teach my husband in turn."

"You want me to give you sex lessons?"

"Yes."

"You're asking the wrong person." Nancy blurted out.

"Excuse ME?" Tyson came back.

Nancy waved him off and took Mariko's hand. "You need a woman to show you what to do, how to touch, what you should be feeling."

Mariko looked at Nancy confused. "Excuse me, Miss, but who are you?"

"I'm your new teacher." She announced.

"If I am going to have a woman teacher, I think it should be Carol. We have been intimate and I trust her." At that moment Mariko spotted Carol inside the room. "Carol . . ."

"Mariko."

Both blushed and the room went silent for a moment.

"Mariko" Carol said to fill the void. "I will always treasure what we had that night, but I'm not a teacher. I'd never even been with a woman before and with a man, well, half the time I'm wondering if what I'm doing is right."

"There. You see?" Nancy smiled.

Mariko looked to Tyson for help. "Tyson, do you know her well?"

Tyson smiled, "Intimately."

"Do you trust her?"

He wanted to say "Not as far as I can throw her", but Mariko was too serious for jokes right now. "Yes, I trust her very much." he told her instead.

Nancy took his hand and squeezed it, smiling at him. A moment later she let go and squeezed his ass instead.

"I trust you, Tyson." Mariko said and turned to Nancy. "I will let you teach me."

"Great!" Nancy exclaimed. "I have to be at work at four so we have a few hours. Let's go to my place."

Nancy turned Mariko around and guided her toward the elevator. She grabbed Tyson's arm and pulled him along.

Mariko managed a small "But . . ."

"Don't worry, Mariko," Nancy assured her. "You're in good hands." She hit the button and they waited for the elevator car. "So what did you want to learn first? Oral techniques? New positions? Ever use oil?" She gave Tyson a wink.

Mariko was dazed. "I . . .I don't know where to begin. I know next to nothing."

"A clean slate. That's actually good. You don't have to unlearn any bad techniques. I'll fix you up and make you a sex kitten in my own image."

"Lord, help us." Tyson mumbled.

"You got a problem with the way I fuck?" Nancy challenged.

"No, not at all." Tyson defended himself. "It's just the thought of two of you is a bit overwhelming."

Nancy giggled. The elevator doors opened and they stepped in. Nancy turned to Mariko. "Ever do it in an elevator?"

"Wha-?"

The doors closed.

Donald and Carol smiled as their friends left. They stood awkwardly staring at each other until Donald finally asked. "So what do you want to do?"

Carol smiled, took his hand and led him to the bedroom.

Donald was worried. "You know I'm not going to be as good as Tyson."

Carol frowned. "You'll be different, but you won't be worse."

"How can you know that?"

"Because with Tyson it was about sex, with you it's about love."

"When the pheromones kick in it'll be about sex with me too."

"Then I'll get the best of both worlds, won't I?"

--

On a bed in the back room of the dance studio, Natalie rode the dummy's cock like she was on a bucking bronco. "That's it! You're the king! Fill me with your big love meat!"

"Stop!" Dominique yelled. "Please stop!"

Natalie abruptly quit her actions. "What's wrong?"

"You're the king? Fill me with your big love meat? What the hell are you talking about?"

"That's what men like to hear." Natalie insisted.

"No man I've fucked. Who told you that?"

"I HAVE seen a porno or two in my life."

"Just really cheesy ones from the sounds of it."

"Aren't they all?"

"Let's say they are. Why are you trying to act really cheesy?"

"I . . .uh . . .I guess I never really thought about it that way. But why do guys watch porn if they don't like their women acting like that?"

"Acting is the key word, Natalie. It was obvious that, that was what you were doing. Any guy that saw that performance would either push you off and go for a blowjob or cum as quickly as possible and get the hell out. Of course if you're as bad at blow jobs as you are at fucking then they'd probably have to jack off in your face to finish themselves off."

Natalie was silent. That pretty much summed up her sexual encounters. Tears welled up in her eyes. Dominique moved in and hugged her. "It's OK. That's why you're here. We'll turn you into an irresistible fuck machine in no time."

Natalie hugged Dominique back and did her best to compose herself. Between her legs the cock began to shrink.

"Dominique, I think the dummy has a leak. It's getting smaller."

"Get off a second and I'll fix it." Natalie hopped off. Dominique put her mouth over the dummy's cock and gave it a blowjob. The cock was large and erect again in moments. "Now get back on, but this time, forget about what the dummy needs to see or hear. I want you to just feel its cock in you."

Natalie did as she was told.

"How does it feel?"

"Fulfilling. It actually feels like it's throbbing."

"Now I want you to slowly grind your hips back and forth on it, but pay attention to what feels more stimulating and what's just motion. Don't worry about doing or saying anything, just experiment."

Natalie moved her hips. The cock felt good inside her. She couldn't believe how real this dummy seemed. She tilted her body left and right, she lifted it straight up. When her clit ground into it while its cock moved in her, she shuddered. "Oh! That was goooood."

"You can keep doing that a while, but I want you to explore some more after."

Natalie repeated the action. Without her realizing it a sensuous moan escaped her lips. She leaned forward to make it easier for the double stimulation. Her nails dug into the dummy's chest. "Oh god . . .Fuck yeah . . ."

Her head dipped down and her upper body froze as her hip movements got larger and faster. A bolt of pleasure shot through her on one stroke, causing her head to rock back. "Ugh!" She wanted more of that. She shifted her body from side to side again, tilted forward and back until it happened again. "God!" It was easier to find again. "Yes!" And Again. Faster. "Oh!" And again. "Fuck . . .It . . .Feels . . .So good . . .It's gonna make me CUM!" Her hips were out of control at that point, actually lifting off the dummy and slamming back down on him hard. She fucked it fiercely until the orgasm subsided, then turned to Dominique. "I'm sorry. I kinda got carried away."

"That's OK. Keeps grinding slowly, but watch the screen."

Dominique rewound a camcorder and played back the last few minutes on a nearby TV. Natalie watched herself and couldn't believe what she saw. At first she saw the fake show and was ashamed and disgusted with herself. It was no wonder men didn't want to fuck her, but then the build up to her orgasm came on. It was how she imagined she must have looked to all her boyfriends, but it was real. It was so sensuous that she actually turned herself on and realized she was grinding into the dummy again when it ended.

"Turn and face the other way." Dominique ordered.

Natalie soon explored new sensations as the cock touched her in different ways.

"Now play with your tits. Find out what stimulates them the most."

Natalie's hands moved up and she was soon twisted her nipples in her fingers gently, but firmly. She loved when she scraped her fingers nails over her tits and nipples. Below it actually felt like the cock was thrusting up into her. "Oh god! I love it!" she screamed. As the feeling intensified, her hands moved down to support her so she could meet the thrusts of the cock with equal force. "It feels . . .so real. Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!" She lost control as her body spasmed. She just pushed down hard and the cock seemed to keep thrusting into her. She was grateful for it. It punched up the intensity of her orgasm. But soon she started to get very sensitive. "I . . .I . . .can't seem to stop it."

"Just go with it." Dominique urged.

"But . . .But . . ." Her hand moved down to grab the cock and slow it down. It rubbed against her clit, having the opposite reaction that she was going for. Another orgasm built on to of the last one. "UUUUUGGGGGHHHHH!" she choked out. "That's never hap- FUUUUUUCK!" A third. She didn't know whether to stop or see how far it could go. Her body had never been through this. She'd never given it an occasion to. Her body fucked the cock in a frenzy and she felt it grow inside her. Another orgasm struck just as a warm feeling enveloped her pussy, like someone had cum in her. Both she and the cock slowed down. It shrunk again. She was happy about that. She needed a break. She was breathless and covered in sweat. She couldn't stop smiling.

"I take it, you've never multipled before?" asked Dominique.

"I didn't think I was the kind of girl who could."

"You thought wrong."

"This dummy feels so fucking real."

"Nothing but the best for my students."

Natalie eased herself off the dummy and lay on the bed, euphoric. Dominique let her enjoy the moment. Eventually a frown appeared on her face. "But, Dominique, that felt great for me, but what about the guy I'm fucking? What if it's not good for him?"

"Trust me. That would have felt good for him too. It's usually that way. If you're in tune with your partner, what's good for you is good for them."

"I can't imagine it feeling THAT good for a man."

Dominique smiled. "I'm pretty sure it did."

"Did?"

"I mean 'would'."

"Oh."

"It's late. You'd better get going. I'll see you tomorrow at class?"

"Count on it!" Natalie bounced off the bed and rushed into the washroom to clean up and get changed.

The "dummy" sat up on the bed. "Impressive." he said.

"I'll bet." Dominique laughed. "You weren't supposed to move."

"I couldn't help it. She got good fast."

"I'm glad the suggestion only lets her see you as a dummy. If she'd realized the truth when you started fucking her, we may have lost her."

"She's getting more and more susceptible with each visit. Soon she'll fuck me and anyone else I tell her to like a good little slut. I'd like to try her out at the club soon."

"We should wait awhile. She's only been coming a week. It may look suspicious."

"Yes, you're probably right, but what about other recruits?"

"None, but I think after the class sees the change in her tomorrow, we'll have lots to choose from."

"Good. Come here and clean my cock."

Dominique moved in and licked the cum (his and Natalie's) off his cock. He was just getting hard again when Natalie emerged from the bathroom.

"OK, good night Domini- What are you doing?"

Dominique blushed, "Oh! Just re-inflating the dummy. I have some things I want to try."

"Oh, OK. Good night."

"Good night, Natalie."

"Raven." Natalie corrected.

"Excuse me?"

"I just decided. My stripper name, it's Raven."