Oral ∞ Unbound Ch.1: Introduction - Sex Stories

Oral ∞ Unbound Ch.1: Introduction

... Entity confirms. "Consider yourself lucky. So long as oral sex with a female is imminent, data will continue to be logged. Once there is no more relevant information to be catalogued, you will reset, the temporary timeline in question will be erased and you will be free to begin logging another. Any further questions?”

“Yeah, just the one", you say with barely restrained horniness, the damp stain on the front of your pants already straining at the seams to release your powerful erection. "When can I fucking start?!"

The Entity manipulates the console in front of her again, and the wall behind her melts away from the floor to form an opening. Beyond it lies a well lit corridor stretching onwards seemingly forever, shrinking to a point far in the distance. A little un-nerving but the promise of what lies ahead allows your legs to carry you through the threshold. You take a last look back at the buxom Asian alien... AI... thing behind you, but she's not even looking at you, instead doing those beautiful flowing movements with her hands, dancing in the data stream.

You wander down this bizarre, otherworldly corridor, reading the signs above each door. They offer a bewildering array of scenarios ranging from the seemingly mundane to the utterly depraved, and everything in-between.

Under the signs on some of the doors are pictures, all of them showing females in various states of dress (if the slutwear on offer can be considered dress!). The variety is staggering; ...

... barely legal waifish girls to stern looking cougars, beaming smiles to sobbing mascara stains, tiny fairies to chiselled Amazonians. Not all are human, you see fantasy creatures like shortstack goblins and fearful looking fairies no longer than your cock, as well as girls with degenerate sci-fi body mods, angels and succubi, fictional characters from video games and TV shows. It seems the Entity wasn't kidding when she said you'd been erased from the past as well as the future - even data from alternate timelines are being harvested, it seems.

You raise an eyebrow at one that simply says 'Sister's Bedroom'. No picture on this one, but if you listen closely you can hear what sounds like your little sister Rose humming along to a pop song on the other side of the door. Your cock twitches. The implication is seriously twisted. Your timeline suddenly seems awfully boring by comparison.

Given the knowledge that each was a portal into a reality where a set of lips around your shaft was imminent, even the most innocent choice imply perversity. Never in life would the phrase 'Mortgage Advice and Brokerage Meeting' or 'Traffic Jam in a Heatwave' have triggered any positive emotional response. Now though, thoughts of short, skin-tight pencil skirts and voluminous tits with deep canyons of cleavage tenting thin blouses and sweaty, bored teenage girls gagging for a drink of thick nut juice direct from your shaft flash through your mind.

Some of the entrances also have generic looking ...