Taylor and Tessa were having sex again.
It was their third formal romantic encounter, the fourth time they had met. Tessa wore a tight nearly sheer shirt and miniskirt which left no doubts about her intentions. They had talked and flirted wildly over dinner and then headed back to her place.
But when they arrived and the doorlock clicked into place, Taylor glided towards her but was surprised by a restraining palm.
"What's wrong?" Taylor asked.
"You seem to presume we're going to be having sex," said Tessa, in a stern tone.
"Well...."
"Michael, just because we had sex last time doesn't mean I'm going to consent to it again. We don't have to have sex every time we get together, do we?"
"I suppose not," said Taylor.
What game was she playing?
He tried to
scream
her
.
"So, what would you like to do?"
"I don't know, let me consider...." Tessa tapped her foot thoughtfully and scratched her china s she gazed upwards at the ceiling. And then she stared at him directly and broke out into a giant grin. "Let's have giant, earth shattering, fucking monkey sex!"
*********
This time they had foreplay, and it was long and slow and incredible. First they got naked and gently touched each other's bodies. Tessa looked right into his eyes as she stroked him. She marveled as he got hard to her touch. "There's nothing more flattering a man can give a girl than an erection, Michael. Nothing," she said. She smiled as he reddened, stroking his penis lovingly. "I like feeling you get hard to my touch, Michael. I like seeing you get hard as you look at my body, thinking about me."
Michael found himself falling into large hypnotic green eyes. "You make me so hard, Tessa," said Taylor in a broken, intimate voice unfamiliar to his own ears.
"I love to hear that, Darling," she said, kissing him.
"I like your heavy breasts," Taylor said in the same, tortured tone. He reached out and stroked them gently.
"Even though they point down?"
"Even though they point down. They're wonderful warm, loving handfuls, like cookie dough." He felt his penis tingle as he squeezed them lovingly.
Ooooh!
Tessa cackled and kissed him hysterically. "Cookie dough! No one's ever said
that
to me before!"
And then Tessa abruptly stood up before him. Taylor looked startled as she faced him, bending her left leg outwards and putting her hands on her hips, to better display her cunt. Her cuntlips were thick and red and fleshy. "How do you like that, Darling?"
"You're beautiful!" said Taylor. "But what are you doing?"
"Showing you my body." She thrust her breasts out and spread her legs. "You like?"
"Yes!"
"Take a holo."
"What?"
"Would you like to take a holo?"
"Sure!" Taylor
couldn't believe
what he was hearing. This was like no other woman he had ever met! She seemed to revel in her sexuality while other women he had been with had doled it out with an eyedropper. He picked up his Pad and aimed it at her, still posing. "Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure, Honey. Snap away."
And so Tessa posed happily, spreading her legs, cupping her large breasts, bending over, bending backwards, whatever Taylor or she could think of. She seemed delighted every time she assumed a new position which pleased Taylor. She gave him her tits and her smile and her cunt and he took and took and took, snapping images like mad. Taylor couldn't believe what he was doing.
"I love your smile when you take holos of me, Space Captain. I love the way your penis vibrates as you look at me."
"Oh Tessa, you make me so hot for you!" Taylor cried.
"Do I?" She smiled broadly.
"Yes!"
"Then pose for me."
"What?" Taylor looked startled.
"Pose for me, and let me take holos of you."
Suddenly Taylor understood. This has been the
real
purpose of this holo session. Tessa had encouraged him to take nude holos of her
so she could do the same for him
.
Tessa put her hands on her hips. Her sexuality was alive and glowing, her tits laid bare, her orange pubic triangle on blatant display for him. "What's wrong, Darling? Can I trust you not to do anything inappropriate with the snaps you've taken of me?"
"Of course!"
"Then can you trust me not to do the same with you?"
Taylor rapidly
screaned
her. He sensed no deception in her. Only lust, glowing orange red hot lust for him. Under any other circumstances he would never agree... never....
Tessa picked up her Pad and tapped her foot impatiently. "Honey, I'm waiting."
Taylor slowly got up and stood before her. "How do you want me to stand?"
********
"Spread your legs wider. Wider, dear."
Taylor bit his lip. He never imagined modeling for another woman like this. If Tessa released these holos, it could destroy his career.
"Do you have to frown like you're being tortured by the Ramadans, Dear?"
Taylor instinctively broke out in a laugh and he heard a click of her Pad. "That's better dear. Now point your delicious penis downwards. No, not that far down. Here, let me show you." Pad in hand she raced over to him, showing him the proper angle she wanted. Then she looked hungrily at his penis and slipped the head of it into her mouth.
"Hey!" Taylor cried. "Oh... oh... ohhhhhh!"
Tessa pulled out with a slurp and a pop.
"Hey!" Taylor cried.
"What bothers you more, that I did it without permission, or that I stopped?" Her green eyes glittered with amusement.
"Both. Neither." Taylor looked down at the wet head of his penis. "What are you doing to me?"
"I thought you'd look even more interesting if the head of your shaft glistened. I want the most perfect holos of the sexiest man in the galaxy."
When she said that Taylor found he could deny her nothing. He angled his penis downwards to make it look longer, and heard the artificial
click
of her Pad. He pointed his erection to the right and thrust his chest out.
Click
. He got on his hands and knees and was acutely aware of his penis bobbing downwards between his legs
. Click.
And then in a bold move Tessa put the timer on and rushed over and once again put his shaft into her mouth.
Click
.
As Taylor posed for her, doing anything she asked, he felt himself relaxing and enjoying it more and more.
She was helping to express his sexuality in a new and daring way.
********
Tessa sang to Taylor as he moved in and out of her vagina.
"I went down to mah favorite fishing hole."
In. Out.
"I went down to mah favorite fishing hole."
In. Out.
"And saw the cutest boy there, the cutest boy there. And he had a long rod in mah fishing hole."
In. Out.
Taylor groaned.
"And I says, watcha doin there, watcha doin there?"
In. Out.
"And he says he's gone a-fishin as he dips in and out... . in and out,... in and out.... in and out... he keeps dippin' in and out."
In. Out.
Taylor groaned again. She was so tight, so sexy, so fun!
"He dips in and out and he's gotta big smile, he's gotta big smile."
In. Out.
"And so I decide to let him fish in my hole for a while, my hole for a while-"
Taylor laughed even as he plowed into her "You are so sexy, Tessa! And I don't just mean your cunt! Your mind, your body... everything!"
"Thank you, my Gallant Space Captain," she said, her green eyes sparkling. "You are too. I love the feeling of your hard shaft inside me.
Filling
me.
Seeding
me."
Her words moved him like none other. He looked down at her cunt. Tessa had a big, curly pubic bush. Taylor had had to feel around to find her entrance more than once, making her laugh. But her enormous pubis, her big, heavy, jello-like breasts made her seem so feminine, so womanly. As he pounded into her, Taylor felt his penis tightening.
"You make me so hard, Tessa," Taylor groaned. "I'm aching for you now!"
"I am too, lover! Come for me, my Gallant Space Captain! Come for me now!"
Taylor frowned, as if something on the edge of his senses were bothering him, something that was incongruous but he couldn't quite identify what. His attention was focused on much more important things, on the tightness in his penis and balls.
Tessa, cackling leaned forward and bit him on the ear. The unexpected stimulation sent him right over the edge, and he groaned as his penis erupted inside of her, filling his new and exciting lover with his seed once more.
********
"You bit me!" said Taylor, touching his ear gingerly.
"That I did. Did it help you get off?"
"I.... yeah," said Taylor. "But it was... unexpected."
"Don't you like surprises?" She looked at him longingly as they lay arm in arm. "I
hunger
for you, Michael."
"Still? Didn't you come?"
"Of course I did," she said. "But that only eases the hungering. It doesn't end it. I can't get enough of you." She kissed him repeatedly for several minutes, rubbing her bare legs against his. "I love this part the most. The after part. The togetherness. The intimacy."
"Better than the actual sex?"
"No, silly! Nothing is better than sex," Tessa said. "But I like this too, in a different way. Every time we have sex we grow closer and closer. It's like our minds are being reprogrammed with stimulation to be addicted to each other more and more."
"Sexual brainwashing." Taylor felt a shiver down his spine.
"Sexual brainwashing. Yeah, I like that." Tessa said. She snaked a hand downwards.
"What are you doing, Tessa?"
"What do you think I'm doing, Michael?" She asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Tessa, I can't do it again so quickly-"
"Can't you?"
In moments, rubber had converted to iron. Tessa did that to him.
