Chapter 1
"They all held me down and took turns fucking me. Eleven huge, sweaty men. All of them! All over me! It was almost too much." Emily was somewhat breathless while telling her story and her friends could see her eyes fog over, not to mention her nipples harden, at the memory of it. Even just watching her relive the episode was a turn on and they pressed her to continue her story.
"For some reason, I found myself in a huge, empty locker room. I could hear all sorts of cheering from somewhere outside, and I look down and all I'm wearing is a tiny, sequined bikini. An a sash around me, wrapped in a bow, that said, 'First Prize'."
"Oh, good lord, Emmy, what do you mean, 'For some reason...'?" Patty chided her friend, though the glow in her cheeks and twinkle in her eyes gave a clue to a more carnal interest in the tale. "Though I can say that feeling sexy in a bikini really would be a fantasy."
"Well, that's exactly what it is. I had no control over what fantasy it put me into, I, I, just, sort of found myself in that locker room. And my body hadn't looked that good since I was in my twenties. The fantasy is complete in every respect. I swear, it felt so real. When they all charged through those double doors, piling in and so high on the adrenaline of their recent win, well, I didn't know what to feel. When they first saw me, they just froze. They stared and I could see their eye go wide; first with shock and then with pure lust. I was so stunned at how huge those bulges in their pants grew that they were on me before I knew it."
"They lifted me off my feet like I was rag doll. They placed me on my back, on a padded massage table. What few clothes I had on were torn away in seconds and their hands were everywhere. I wanted their hands on me so badly. Pulling on my tits, slapping my clit, forcibly holding my legs wide open and choking me as they held me down by my throat. They did all of it and I was soaking wet before they even took their cocks out."
"When they finally did, they scared me at first. I had never seen a single dick that big before in my life. Now, there were eleven of them, wagging in my face, rubbing against my thighs. I couldn't help myself, I reached out and wrapped my hand around one. Or I tried anyway, my fingers could barely reach around its thickness. It felt so real. The soft velvety skin, covering this throbbing, hot dick. It was so unbelievably perfect. I knew it wasn't real, but it felt so real at the time, my mind just went with it."
"So, let me get this straight," Jessica, who had been shifting restlessly in her seat, crossing and uncrossing her legs, interrupted. "You knew that this was artificially generated. Once there, you saw yourself with a different body and were surrounded by men who were impossibly perfect, the whole thing still felt real to you."
"Yes. I think it's part of the process, but wherever you find yourself, whatever your fantasy may be, it feels totally real. If I didn't know any better, I would swear to you that I had been gang fucked by the Green Bay Packers. I can still feel them pushing themselves inside me, stretching me out. I've never felt so full. I can still taste sperm from when the quarterback came in my mouth. It's amazing how real it is!" Emily paused once again and took a long sip of wine from her glass, her breath coming noticeably quicker. She looked around the room and saw that all her friends were looking flushed as well.
"I don't think you should take my word for it. I think you should all try it for your selves. I'm going back as soon as my 30 day waiting period is up."
"Thirty day waiting period? What's that for? Are you sure this is safe?" Lisa, the wall flower of the group, had been quiet, intensely listening to Emily's every word, until now.
"Of course its safe!" Emily thought she may have answered a bit too defensively, but her memories of the experience were so powerful that she couldn't accept that the procedure was anything other than good. "It went through years of testing before being allowed for the public, and it's been in regular use now for six months, without a single incident. I feel fine. No, better than fine; I feel more fulfilled than I have in a long time. Let's face it. None of us are as young as we used to be and we have images to keep on top of that. This machine allows us to be as nasty as we want, in a completely acceptable way, and no one will ever know what we did. Unless we tell people, of course." A wicked smile beamed from her and her friends were convinced.
They quickly agreed to go together, after Emily's waiting period. In stark contrast to most of their other get-togethers, they did not linger over wine, or even finish the bottle. Making excuses about having to make dinner or their child's sport's meet, they quickly said their goodbyes and left. Every single one of them headed directly to their bedrooms and made use of whatever sex toys they had on hand. Patty started to use her rabbit vibrator, but then decided it wasn't enough and inserted her stainless steel butt plug to help her finish the job. Jessica used a nine-inch long, dangerously thick, silicone dildo. It was so large, not to mention veiny and knobbed, that she normally needed a few minutes to get wet enough to truly enjoy it, but that afternoon it slid right in and she brought herself to two orgasms imaging what her fantasy might be. Lisa attached a pair of nipple clamps on herself, tightly pinching her impossibly hard nubs, causing her to grow wet before she had even removed her panties. After that, she traced her labia and clit delicately with a small, bullet vibrator until she came again and again.