Interface Virtual Sex Program by Morgan Hawke

Interface
Virtual Sex Program

By Morgan Hawke
For Jay

Demo Version

Carefully, Jay laid the compact disk in the CD tray then watched it slowly retreat into the bowels of his computer. Colors danced across the monitor until a blue field filled the screen with the title 'Virtual Sex'. A gray box with a single button commanded the very center of the blue field entitled: 'Go'.

He eyed the simple gray button with doubt in his green eyes. Jay picked up the colorful envelope that had originally contained the rainbow hued disk. He leaned back in his expensive leather office chair.

"The most realistic virtual sex experience of a lifetime," he read sarcastically. Below the advertisement blurb was the word 'demo'. Jay leaned over to lock the door to his room. The last thing he wanted was one of his roommates to barge in while he was sitting here with his dick in his hand. He combed his fingers through his shoulder-length; dark red hair then pulled up his mostly clean, Ynot Masters t-shirt. Slowly he unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to give himself some room to maneuver. He looked at the screen.

"Right, sure, and I'm only supposed to use headphones with this thing?" With grave doubts, he pulled his high-tech headphones over his ears then clicked the 'Go' button.

"Close your eyes", appeared in bold type, centered in the blue field. A curser blinked after the words.

"Whatever…" he mumbled then closed his eyes with a disgusted sigh.

A whisper brushed his left ear then breezed around behind him to hum in his right ear. Music swelled from a distant echo shifting and changing until it sounded reminiscent of something done by Enigma. He felt a breath on his cheek.

"What?" he said with a jerk and his eyes snapped open. He was still sitting in his chair, but the rest of the world was totally different. He was completely nude and his chair was seated in a total void. There was a Persian rug below the chair but there appeared to be no walls or ceiling, just unrelieved white.

Three gorgeous completely nude women knelt on the rug in front of him. Lust slammed low in his gut and surged straight to his dick. Suddenly he had a raging hard-on he couldn't hide.

The one on his left was tall and willowy with long legs and a dark tan. She had Hollywood curves, slim hips and severely upright very full breasts with pink nipples. Long silky blonde hair slid past her waist and her brilliant blue eyes were framed in dark lashes. Her lips were pink, pouty and wet.

The woman on his right was very generously curved and muscular with warm cocoa skin and very long, pitch-black curly hair. Dark nipples pointed upward on magnificent breasts. Her dark bangs slashed above rich chocolate eyes. She smiled with full red lips. A pink tongue darted out to wet them.

The woman in the middle caught his gaze and held it. Her eyes were the green of new leaves and her hair was the vibrant red of gilded flames. Blazing waves tumbled over one emerald eye then over her shoulders and down to the middle of her back. Her skin was milky white and her body was full and curvy without being overblown. Her hips were rounded with a narrow waist and her full breasts were tipped with warm pink nipples. Her lips were moist and touched with gold and cinnamon.

"Wow…" he choked. All three stood up before his chair. Three sets of incredible nipples were pointed directly at his mouth.

"Choose", they said in unison.

"What?"

"You must pick one of us…" said the golden blonde in a delicate voice.

"We are here to serve you…" said the dark beauty in a husky voice that oozed heat.

"Make your selection…" said the gilded redhead in a rich contralto that went straight to his cock. It twitched in reaction. He blushed in reaction then shrugged it off.

"Can I have all of you?" Jay choked out and straightened in the chair, trying to make himself and his hard-on, more comfortable. 'What the hell,' he told himself, 'it's only a game, might as well make the most of it.' Jay leaned back to let his cock have room. Three pairs of eyes dropped to his lap. The ladies all smiled and a light chuckle came from the delicate blonde.

"This is only the demo version," they said in unison.

"There can be, only one," said the glorious redhead.

"In that case…" He reached out and took the hand of the redhead. "I choose you." The other two ladies bowed then stepped back and disappeared.

"Hey!" Jay yelped in surprise. "my, people sure come and go around here…" he quipped.

The flame-haired temptress smiled then leaned over his chair; her eyes deep pools of emerald. Her hair swept around him in a curtain of flaming silk. He felt a warm hand wrap around his hard on. Gently she explored the soft smoothness of his urgent flesh. She touched her lips to his.

Moist warmth touched his mouth and he opened without thinking. Her tongue darted in to stroke his and he returned the caress. Jay turned his head to more fully cover her lips even as her hand stroked him slowly but firmly. She pressed her full breasts against his chest and he felt her hard nipples against his skin. A groan was surprised from him as she burrowed an arm behind him and scooted onto his lap. The arms on his chair disappeared and she was straddling him. She cradled his hardness with the moist and heated entrance of her clean body, fragrant with female heat and her gripping palm.

"God, you smell so good…" he groaned. He ran his palms down her back to cup her round buttocks. Gently he dug his fingers into her resilient flesh. He was suddenly glad of his wiry build, or they both would have never fit in his chair.

"Give me a name, Master," she whispered then moved down to slide her lips and tongue against his throat. A hand burrowed in his hair, nails scoring him lightly. Her other hand stroked his hardness slowly, achingly slowly.

"Master… I like that," he shivered under her damp tongue and firm palm, "but call me Jay."

"Very well," she sighed. "Give me a name, Jay," she sighed then nibbled against the pronounced muscle in his neck with sharp little teeth. She released his cock and pressed both hands against his chest, her fingers tugged on his nipples lightly. Heat streaked straight down, making his cock jump between them.

"A name?" he shifted his hardness against her. Her damp pussy slid against his erection enticingly. He could feel moisture from her dripping warmly down his shaft. He filled his hands with her soft breasts. He molded them in his palms then tugged gently on her nipples. She whimpered softly.

"You must give me a name, to save your game," she insisted.

"Oh, okay… um, how about..." he was having trouble thinking. God this felt good. This was a game? Hell, this was only the demo? He was probably asleep and dreaming, but God, he'd never dreamed anything like this before! Briefly a comic book image came to mind. "Dawn, your name is Dawn." He shuddered as she lifted herself against him, pressing her breasts against his face.

"I am Dawn," she said as she pressed against him. He filled his mouth with a soft pink nipple. She tasted faintly of cinnamon and sugar. Bringing his hands up, he gently crushed both nipples to his lips. His tongue swirled then he sucked, drawing the erect pink flesh deep into his mouth. He was rewarded with a deep pleasurable sigh from her.

She shifted against him, centering his impossibly hard shaft against her pussy. He felt her move against the swollen head of his cock then position herself so that he was partway in. He groaned at the teasing then tightened his ass muscles, seeking entrance. She dropped suddenly into his lap, engulfing his cock deep into her pussy. They both grunted then sighed in pleasure.

She leaned forward and rocked against the hardness deep in her flesh. Her damp heat squeezed around him then tugged, gripping him hard as she came up and he slid partway out, slick with her moisture. She settled back onto his shaft and leaned forward again. The chair rocked under them.

'She's good, she's getting it just right… shit!' he though in agony. He raised his hips and ground his painfully hard cock up into her softness, increasing the tempo. He bit his lip in concentration. He didn't want to lose it, this early in the game, but sweet Christ!

She took the hint and rocked a little faster, digging her toes into the rug for leverage. He took a sweet nipple into his mouth and sucked. She whimpered softly then grabbed the back of the chair pulling herself, going a little faster, grinding a little harder. Her hips writhed and she twisted around his shaft. Her breathing increased and she panted in his ear. Tiny whimpers became outright moans as she squeezed her ass muscles, increasing the pressure around his cock.

"Oh, fuck," he moaned. "Fuck, fuck FUCK!" he swore. He could feel the tightness in his balls, he was going to cum. Tension sizzled up his spine, shooting up the back of his neck. His toes dug into the rug as he surged hard up into the softness clenched around his cock. He grabbed for her hips and slammed her down, holding her firmly on his cock as he felt his cum surge from his balls. He rocked forward, holding her pinned as he pumped his cream into her. She screamed her orgasm, her flesh shuddering around him, milking the cum from his cock…

He howled… and snapped awake.

Jay watched, hands clenched on the arms of his chair, as thick ropes of his cum spurted from his dick straight up to spatter on his keyboard in viscous white clumps. He grabbed for his dick but couldn't stop himself as he pumped cum all over his computer and himself.

"Jesus Fuck!" He swore. Damn, the shit was everywhere, all over his jean, his shirt and the floor too. How the hell was he going to clean this mess up?

On the cum-spattered monitor the words: Game Over blinked in red. Beneath it was the phrase: 'Game saved - DAWN'.

"I got' a buy the rest of this game!" Jay said in wonder. "Shit! How the hell am I gon'na get all the cum off my keyboard?"