Furtive Adventure Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Furtive Adventure Ch. 02

... came, bucking her hips wildly. His own RSP vibrated and rippled around his cock shaft and buzzed his balls while throbbing in his ass. He felt cum rising in his dick.

"Oh fuck fuck fuck fuck." Aniyah said. "Don't stop don't stop don't AAAGH! OHHHH! YES YES YES OH FUCK YES! FUCK! OH! UHHHHH!"

"Aah! Oh FUCK!" Michael shouted into her pussy as his RSP brought him to his own white-hot orgasm.

She let go of his head and flopped back onto the chair, spent and gasping.

Michael moved to kiss her.

"Oh, that was good," she said, rubbing his chest. "All you needed was a little guidance."

Jessica and Ivan

When Jessica noticed Ivan making a beeline for her, she cringed inwardly even though she knew logically they would all have to fuck each other multiple times to complete the game.

"Hi Ivan," she said with a little wave as he got closer. Her mom thought Michael was the stereotypical bad boy. Ivan, judging by appearance, was even more so. His purple Mohawk and aggro tattoos gave her pause. Plus, she had her eye on Justin already.

"Hello Jessica," he said. "Okay I make you cum?"

Her RSP ramped up its vibrations, making her weak in the knees for a moment. She stumbled toward Ivan and grabbed his shoulders. They felt like steel under her fingers. Nice. She smiled and nodded.

"That would be awesome," she said breathlessly. "Where--"

"I have had my eye on one chair since we get here," he said, taking her hand. "You like The Matrix, yes? Let me show ...

... you."

They walked past the other four participants in various states of ecstasy, exciting both of them. In the far corner of the room was a large black wingback chair, button-tufted, comfy looking.

"Just like in movie. Please, have seat," he said. "Get comfortable."

She gingerly lowered her butt to the smooth leather as her RSP increased the speed of its vibrations. She moaned involuntarily.

"These," he said, searching for the term, "RSP are amazing technology, yes?" Ivan asked as he knelt between Jessica's spread knees.

"Yeah," she said, adjusting herself to allow Ivan better access to her cunt. Her shoulder blades rested against the back of the chair and her butt was at the front edge of the seat. "It kind of freaks me out, honestly."

"But think. Who would make such things?" he asked. "Pure pleasure, no penalty. Just good feelings. Who does this? And why? I'm glad but confused. This motivation I no get."

He paused.

"Anyway," he said. "We are here to take care ofyou! No more philosophy! After you suck off boyfriend, yes? Your turn for fun."

Ivan slid his hands up the back of Jessica's calves, squeezing them gently as he kissed her kneecaps one by one, over and over. Moving to her thighs, he kissed and licked constantly, slowly approaching her pussy. His strong hands alternated between massaging her thighs and stroking their length with the utmost gentleness. She felt herself melting.

This guy knows what he's doing, she thought.

She said, "What you're ...