Chipped 02

"Good morning," Gina Hansen said. She was seated in a row of her co-workers, wearing her headset, and she was rather tired. She'd spent the evening in a sex club, and thanks to the chip inside her, she had orgasmed more times than she could count. Everytime someone near her came, she would climax as well.

She hadn't realized how sore one could get, just from cumming. Well, at least the office was nice and toasty, that late December day.

"It is not a good morning," said the woman on the other end. "At least not for me. I'm Pamela Young, and I have one of your chips installed. What's your name?"

"Gina Hansen. Which of our chips would that be?" Gina asked. "The Masogasm? The On Command?" Gina didn't think much of the names Jo came up with, but as the resident mad scientist at Orgasma, Inc., Jo usually got her way.

"No. The Togetherness Chip."

"Ah," Gina said. "I'm wearing one of those myself."

"Really?"

"Really."

"I suppose," Pamela Young said, "That my problem is rather particular. You see, I'm a devoted wife. Very devoted, you might say. And my husband is a very unselfish man, but I've never - oh, it feels strange to say this to a complete stranger."

"Sometimes," Gina encouraged, "things are easier with a complete stranger. I can't help you if I don't know the background."

"Well, I've never orgasmed easily. And as I said, my husband is a very unselfish man, so he would always try to make me orgasm first. Sometimes that would go well, but other times, I'd just get worried I couldn't, and so it would take, well, what seemed like forever, and I would feel guiltier and guiltier, and less and less sexy - all in my head, I suppose. I should have seen a shrink."

"I'm not competent to judge, Mrs. Young."

"Please. Call me Pam. Anyway, instead I bought your product, and had it installed as a kind of Christmas surprise. Reading the literature, it certainly seemed like we wouldn't have to make it so complicated anymore. My husband could just seek his own pleasure, and I'd cum right along with him."

"And it's not working that way?"

"I wouldn't know."

"You wouldn't know?"

"No, because my husband hasn't had an orgasm since, and neither have I."

"Oh. Oh dear. I don't know that we can fix your husband, Pam. Perhaps try porn? A sexy nightie to get him in the mood? Viagra? It's all outside the province of Orgasma Incorporated. I can only help you with the chip."

"No, no," Pam said. "You don't understand. You see, he also decided to surprise me for Christmas. He figured that if he couldn't cum until I did, he could just fuck me, which is really the thing that feels best to me anyway and he knows that, without having to worry about having an orgasm before I did."

"Oh."

"Yes."

"So he got the Togetherness Chip, too. To surprise you."

"Yes, exactly. And now we can't get an appointment to get it out for at least three weeks. All the trained doctors are quite busy, it seems. You have no idea how hard it was to get an appointment before Christmas, and now it's just ridiculous. And anyway, we can't agree on who should give up their chip. We both so desperately want to make the other happy, you see."

"So," Gina said. "He can't achieve orgasm unless you do, and you can't unless he does. It's a catch-22."

"Yes, exactly. Isn't there anything we can do? Someway one of us can get going, so the other one can?"

Gina frowned. "You know, I have an appointment later today with our head of product development." It sounded more reassuring, she thought, than mad scientist. "I'll talk it over with her. But thinking outside the box, here, and I hope you won't be offended, but -"

"Yes?"

"Have a threesome?"

"Are you offering, Gina?"

"Well, it wouldn't do any good for me to offer," Gina pointed out. "Because I'm chipped too."

Pam sighed. "I had thought of it," she said. "But it would be so much better with someone who was there professionally."

"There are such people, you know."

"Oh. I see what you mean. Yes, but I wouldn't know where to find them. It's a shame that sort of thing isn't legal."

"You could go to a sex club, and just get off by being voyeurs?"

"That would defeat the whole point, which is about our connection with each other. No, your company's product caused this problem, and I expect you to send someone out to help."

"Hang in there, Pam. Let me take your number, and I'll call you back as soon as I can find out more."

#

Jo Scheer, Ph. D., C.M.S, listened to Gina's story and burst out laughing. "Young, you say! Her last name is Young?"

"Sure. That's what she said." Gina thought that Jo was missing the point, but the woman's mind always worked in strange ways.

"And they both bought them, trying to please the other?"

"Yes," Gina said. "It's tragic, really."

Jo doubled over. "Bwahahahaha!"

"Dr. Scheer!"

"I've told you it's Jo."

"Not if you act like this it's not. You're making me wish I didn't know you at all. If you don't figure out how to help these poor people, I'm going to quit. No more experimenting on me!"

Jo sobered for a moment. "But you're my favorite lab rat!"

"Um, thank you."

Jo frowned. "You've solved the problem for yourself. It's really no more difficult. They could go to a swinger club. Or hire a prostitute. Or come on to one of their best friends."

"They want us to solve it. And I think that's reasonable. I looked over the warning information, and it doesn't talk about what happens when two people both have the Togetherness chip."

"Of course it doesn't?"

"You didn't think of it?"

Jo giggled. "Of course I thought of it! But that it would happen to two people named Young? That's just too rich."

"I don't see what's so rich about that," Gina said.

"I don't suppose she sold her long, beautiful hair just to make enough money to buy the chip?"

"I don't have any reason to think so," Gina said coldly.

Jo tittered again. "Okay, don't worry, we'll solve it. Or rather, you'll solve it. Sounds like she's up to a visit from you?"

Gina nodded.

Jo cackled. "Okay. Get in the chair. It was time to try a new product on you, anyway, and I have just the thing. Oh, Henry!"

Arjun Patel appeared a moment later. "My name is Arjun. You mean the reason you keep calling me by my last name is because you can't remember my first one?"

Jo rolled her eyes. "I'm working with a bunch of illiterates," she said. "Fine. Patel, prep Gina for a new chip, while I put the last touches on it."

#

Pam Young checked the clock. It was nearly seven-thirty, and she had hoped the young lady from Orgasma would be on time. She supposed she didn't know that the woman was young, but she sounded it. Jerry was in his office playing video games. Since Christmas even trying to get intimate left them both frustrated, so Pam didn't mind being neglected.

The doorbell rang. Pam got up from the couch and walked to the door.

The woman who stood there was neither especially tall nor short, but she was decidedly curvy. She looked professional, sort of, in that she wore a blouse with buttons and a suit jacket and a skirt. But the skirt was short, the jacket was open, the blouse translucent and unbuttoned to show off quite a bit of creamy flesh. She wore heavy looking black rimmed glasses.

"I'm Gina Hansen, from Orgasma, and I'm here to help," the woman said. "We spoke on the phone."

"Yes. Quite. Can you get us into a doctor for a chip replacement?"

Gina shook her head. "May I come in?"

"Of course." Pam stood aside and Gina walked in. From the side, the gaping blouse was even more indecent, and she could make out the edge of the woman's areola. It was hard not to look, because one moment it was in view, the next not. Tantalizing. She wasn't into girls, not as such, but she wasn't immune to feminine beauty, or the allure of the forbidden.

"Where's your husband?" Gina asked.

"He's in his man cave. Playing video games, I think."

Gina smiled.

"Not porn," Pam said firmly. "Even if he wanted to, he wouldn't now, I expect, after what the chip has done to us."

"I think it was a thoughtful gift, and you're both to be complimented on how selfless you are."

"Well," she said. "Or to be mocked for being so foolish."

"Definitely not," Gina said. "Get your husband. You two are going to make love, and you are going to have delightful orgasms."

"Because you're here?"

"Because I'm here," Gina agreed.

"But you have the Togetherness chip, too!"

"I misspoke," Gina said. For some reason Pam got the impression she wasn't telling the truth. "I used to have that chip."

"But at least your partner didn't."

"No, I was partnerless. But I went to a sex club and came like twenty-five times. There are ways, once one opens up to the possibilities."

Pam blushed. "I don't think we could do something like that. We're very into, well, each other."

Gina smiled. "That's so sweet. Well, that's all you have to do, really, is make love to each other. Because my current chip will make it all happen."

"Wouldn't it be easier to just get us in to see a doctor?"

Gina shrugged. "I'm just obeying directions. And, um, testing an experimental product. But don't worry about that. It will only affect me." She looked around, and fidgeted. "Is it hot in here, or what?"

Pam frowned. "Not particularly, I don't think."

But Gina was already taking off her jacket.

"You won't have to touch us, will you? I mean, I don't think either of us really want a threesome. Especially my husband. Honestly, he barely even looks at other women."

"Well," Gina said, her voice husky with feeling. "I certainly hope he'll look. But no, I won't have to touch either of you. Don't worry. You'll just have to make love to each other. What are you waiting for?"

For the whole situation to be less weird, thought Pam, but it was a bit late for that. She went to get Jerry, who dropped his game in the middle of a boss fight.

He was like that, Jerry was. Always making her feel like she was the most important person in the universe, and goodness knows she wanted him to feel the same.

She led him to the living room, and introduced him to Gina. It looked like Gina had unbuttoned another button. Pam couldn't blame Jerry for looking at the woman's well-displayed large breasts.

Gina thrust out her chest. She seemed to like it, too.

"So, where do you two usually have sex?" she asked.

"The bedroom," Pam said.

"No time like the present," Gina said. "You are moments away from an absolutely mind-blowing orgasm."

Pam frowned.

"What do we have to lose?" Jerry asked.

"We're not going to just end up super-frustrated?" Pam asked.

"Oh, no."

At Jerry's urging, they both headed upstairs to the bedroom. And Gina followed, which didn't surprise Pam one bit.

"It's hot up here," Gina said.

"I think maybe a little hotter than downstairs," Pam said. "But not bad."

Gina nodded. "Heat rises. It's about to get hotter. Well, don't mind me. I'm just here to observe. This could be a breakthrough, I'm told."

"You want us to have sex in front of you?" Jerry said.

"Yes."

"But she's just watching, dear. You don't have to worry about her touching you."

"Oh," said Jerry. "Good."

Her husband could have sounded more convincing, but she didn't blame him. If she was sure, maybe she'd suggest that threesome, but she didn't want to say anything if he wasn't into it. Or if he'd think she was weird, or even regard it as a kind of unfaithfulness.

"Start however you'd normally start," Gina said. "Just do everything the way you imagined this would work out, without me here. I'll just stand in the corner."

The Youngs just stared at her.

"Well," Gina said. "It's really warm up here. If you two are just going to stare at me, and not getting naked and busy, I'm shedding a layer."

The layer was the only layer covering her torso, as it turned out. Gina undid the last buttons on her blouse and took it off, baring her breasts to view. Pam stared, and then got the idea to look to see if Jerry was staring too. Jerry looked at her at the same time as she looked at him.

"Come here," he said. "I know who I'd like to look at."

He took hold of her shirt, and she lifted her hands so he could pull it over her head. Her breasts were not as big as Gina's, but she thought they looked nice in the red lace bra that pushed them up nicely. Jerry gave them a good ogle.

She took off his shirt next, and rubbed her hands all over his muscular, slightly furry chest. Then she took her bra off, and he his pants. His cock made a tent in his underwear.

"You're already hard."

"From looking at you," Jerry said.

Pam raised an eyebrow.

"And her," he admitted. "I'm human."

"Oh," said Pam, looking over at Gina. "I don't mind. Just as long as you look at me most of the time."

Gina had shed her skirt, and was standing there wearing nothing but a garter belt, stockings, and heels. Her pussy was shaved.

Yum, thought Pam, in spite of herself. She turned her attention back to Jerry. Eye candy was one thing, but she loved Jerry.

She hurriedly took off her skirt, and Jerry watched her. Then they removed their underpants in sync. Jerry put out his hand, and led her to the bed.

"Are you sure this will work?" Pam said.

"It's experimental. But there's a backup. I'm sure."

Jerry guided her to lie down, and then started to move down the bed so he could go down on her.

"No," Pam said. "As well as you do that, the whole point of the chip was so that you could just fuck me and we'd both climax together. And you know I like it that way best, anyway."

Jerry nodded. "It's just that I couldn't last long enough before to get you off unless I got you practically there first. That's why I got the chip, so I'd last for you."

Pam spread her legs, blushing a little because of their audience. She tried not to look at her, but she couldn't help sneaking a peek.

Gina was fidgeting. Clearly she was turned on - by watching them, or being watched, or something.

Jerry was hard enough, and Gina was wet enough, and he slid inside her with practiced ease. She sighed. It felt so good to be filled by him, to feel his bare, hard cock against her velvet walls, stimulating her G-spot and all her nerves inside. And as he thrust his pubes hit her clit, just enough. She didn't like too much there. Fucking was fine. Great, even.

Simple, ordinary, married missionary position. And she didn't have to worry about him lasting, now. She just had to worry about the fact that she'd never get there.

"Yes," Gina whispered. "You two are so fucking hot. Fuck her hard, Jerry."

"Fuck me hard," Pam echoed.

"It's going to feel so good to cum around his cock, isn't it, Pam?" Gina asked. "You're such a slut for your husband. Just your husband, of course."

"Yesss," Pam said.

"I bet you can't wait to explode inside her, Jerry. Just fuck her really hard and it will all happen. Both of you. Yes!"

It was a little strange to have an audience, especially such a vocal one. But it took her out of her head, at least, and her arousal built as Jerry thrust inside of her. Even now he was unselfish, angling himself so that he maximized his cock head caressing her G-spot. She wanted to tell him not to bother, to just cum and she'd cum with him, but they both needed the other to go first, and neither of them could, and she didn't see how Gina was going to help any.

Was she just getting aroused to be frustrated? But every time she thought of saying something, she looked at Gina to say it, and the woman from Orgasma seemed to be getting more and more turned on herself.

She looked back at Jerry, to find his head swiveling to look back at her.

"I had been about to ask something," Jerry said. "But I decided against it."

"Me too," Pam said. "Maybe sex is really good whether we cum or not."

"No maybes," Jerry said, "Definitely."

He got off her, though, and rolled onto his back. She wondered what he was up to, when he pulled her on top of him. She straddled him, welcoming his cock back into her pussy. He watched her breasts bounce as she rode him, even though there was a bigger set he could watch if he just turned his head a little.

"Oh my god!" Gina shouted.

And then it happened. Her insides rippled in pleasure, and her pussy squeezed his cock in irresistible rhythm as ecstasy ripped through her body. She had almost forgotten what an orgasm felt like.

And then he came too, and impossibly, it all intensified, as her body responded to the fact that he was spurting inside her, coating the walls of her velvet channel with his seed.

"Oh, again!" Gina cried, and Pam heard something that sounded like Gina falling. But she couldn't turn to look, because she was cumming again, too.

And so was Jerry, as if refractory periods weren't even a thing. Their orgasms fed each other, and kept going, until they were both coated with sweat. Pam had climaxed so hard she felt a little sore as she rolled off Jerry, and watched, fascinated, as Jerry oozed a little more semen.

"Wow," she said.

"Wow," he agreed. "You're the best."

Pam looked over at Gina, who was on the floor, gasping. "You guys are so hot," Gina said.

"You came first, and set us off," Pam said, half a question, but mostly a statement.

"Yes."

"How?" asked Jerry.

"New chip," Gina said, catching her breath between words. "Makes it so I get turned on when I'm watched. Makes me cum when I watch other people fuck. It, um, tunes into the glasses, so it knows what I'm watching."

"Oh," Pam said. "So you needed us."

"Yes."

"And we needed you," Jerry said.

"Yes," Gina said. "Well, I guess I better be going."

Pam blurted out, "No. Stay."

"Stay?" Gina echoed.

Jerry looked at Pam. Pam looked at Jerry. She asked a question with her eyes. He shrugged. She hoped he was answering the question she was asking. "Come join us," Pam said. "Maybe it wouldn't be so bad for us to touch another woman. If it's okay with you, Jerry."

"Only if you're sure, Pam."

"I'm as sure as I can get, about a thing like this. And I'm absolutely sure that we'll love each other the same tomorrow."

Gina smiled. "I am, too. Just watching you, I can tell."

Pam beckoned to Gina. And Gina climbed into bed, and started kissing first Pam, and then Jerry.

It was a little weird kissing a girl. It was weirder watching another woman kiss her husband. But having both tried so hard to please each other that Christmas, Pam had faith that Jerry knew how she felt, and she had faith in how Jerry felt, too.

It was a tangled, confused mess with three people in bed, but they both came a lot.

"Merry Christmas," Jerry said.

"Merry Christmas," Pam replied.

"And to all a good night," Gina said, with a blissful expression on her face.

#

Jo watched the screen, and Arjun watched over her shoulder.

"So I understand how you can make a chip that induces an orgasm in an aroused subject when they watch someone have sex," Arjun said. "That's really just a matter of your other chip, and some image processing. Porn would work, too, wouldn't it?"

"Sure," Jo said.

"But how did you make it so that exhibiting herself causes the arousal necessary to make her ready to pop?"

Jo chuckled. "By telling her it worked that way, of course."

"You mean?"

"She's very suggestible. That's why she's my favorite lab rat."

"That's a little evil."

"Aw, Patel. Sometimes you say the sweetest things."