Note: If you've read my other stories, you may notice a recurrence of names. I like using my first and middle names in the stories. That away I really get a feel for my writing. Like the others this is a fictional story.
Being 18 totally sucks. Especially for me a depressed, dateless, nerd. My name is Gerry and at the time I was in a total state of depression. Only a few months ago, on my 18th birthday, I had started to keep a diary on my computer, so I could get rid of my anger in healthy doses. So anyway, one day on my winter vacation, after a long day of typing, I went to sleep and accidentally left my computer on.
For some reason at around midnight, something woke me up I thought it was someone calling to me, but I just tried to go back to sleep. Just when I was on the verge of going back to sleep I heard a voice calling my name. "Gerry, Gerry, are you awake?" I sat up and looked around but no one was there. I lay back down on the pillow and started to drift off again when the voice returned and said, "Gerry, I know you are awake. Get up, come over, and talk to me." Again I looked around the room and no one was there.
"What the fuck?" I thought to myself. And then I noticed that my computer was still on. "No chance in hell. I must be dreaming, or unknowingly stoned, or maybe even drunk." I said, even though I wasn't one to use drugs or drink.
I started to lay back down when the voice appeared again and said hissing, "Yes, there is a chance."
I sat back up in bed and said, "Computer? Is that you?"
"You can call me Cynthia." And about that time, the screen flashed on and a clear picture of this beautiful woman appeared. She had brunette hair, beautiful green eyes, and puffy, pouty lips. I got up from my bed and sat in my computer chair, still in my boxer shorts. All the while she had this sexy little smile on her face.
"I must be crazy for talking to a computer screen, but what do you want?"
"You, silly." Now I was confused. "I've been reading your computer diary, you're very lonely aren't you?"
I hated it when others talked about my personal life so I just hung my head low and said, "Yeah. It really sucks to be me."
"Don't say that love. Your life won't suck for too much longer."
"What? Why did you just call me love and what do you mean."
"I love you, I want to be with you." She replied.
"Forgive me, but how is that possible, you're in a freaking computer and besides you're not really alive. This has to be some sort of a dream."
"I am alive and I do love you and I do want to be with you. I'll explain more, but I want you right her, beside me." She said.
"How do I get into a computer. People who are six feet tall don't easily fit into a computer." I replied and laughed a little, thinking that this is the most fucked up dream ever.
"All you have to do is touch the computer screen and you'll be in here with me." I was confused and a little frightened; no dream I ever had was this real. "Trust me, love." She said. I was a little hesitant; I reached up and went to touch the screen but pulled away at the last minute. The second time I quickly reached up and tapped the screen. My entire vision turned to white and I felt a hand on my shoulder. It slid over my eyes and all was dark, when the hand moved I was able to see everything clearly.
I looked around and I saw that I was in some sort of a clearing. I turned and there was the hand again, I followed it with my eyes and found that this Cynthia, the owner of the hand, was now standing next to me. Her skin was slightly tanned and she had a nice pair of breasts, probably in the C range or so. They were nice and round, just how I pictured my girlfriend's would have been. She was tall, just about as tall as me, I soon realized that I was sitting on my ass and Cynthia pulled me up to my feet. She frowned at first and said, "Are they too small?" And before I knew it they nearly doubled in size.
My jaw dropped and I stammered, "N-n-n-n-n-no, they were just perfect before." And they reduced back to there original size.
"I've been alive for quite a while, roaming the Internet, searching for my true love, that is until I read your diary. You're just like me, always alone. You have the love, but no one to give it to."
"So where are we?" I asked.
"This is my world, a world of virtual reality where anything can happen." She said.
"Please forgive me for this, but…" At that time I reached over to her and touched her left breast, she giggled a little.
"What was that for?" She asked.
"I'm not sure whether this is real or not, so I had to make sure that this was real." I replied.
Suddenly, out of nowhere this huge bed appeared not too far away. Cynthia took me by the hand and led me over to the bed. We sat down and Cynthia initiated this very deep kiss. It felt like hours, but was probably only a couple of minutes when she finally broke it. She reached over and pulled my boxer shorts down, bringing my hard six-inch cock out into the open. I reached over and lifted her striped shirt over her head to reveal her nice, soft, braless tits. Her nipples were nearly the size of dimes.
I pulled down her shorts and she wasn't even wearing panties. She had a nice, pussy but it was all hairy, but it still made me get even harder since it was the first one I had ever seen in person. Just for a second I lowered my head, Cynthia saw this and said, "I'm sorry. I forgot all about that." The hair around her pussy disappeared and all that was left was her slit with her soft fragile flesh all around. We kissed again, but this time it only lasted for a few seconds. I sat Cynthia down on the bed so she was sitting on the edge. She spread her legs and I kissed all around her thighs and pussy, then I started to eat her out with all my ability, which was limited. Even though we were in a virtual reality world, her very much real pussy tasted just like honey.
I stuck my tongue in and found and her clit rather quickly. Since I've read so many sex stories I knew what to do. I licked around her clit slowly then sped up. This got her to moan. Next I took it into my mouth and I sucked as hard as I could and this got an even bigger moan out of her. While I was still sucking I inserted a couple of fingers, which was easy, because she was so wet. I started to finger fuck her pussy. Next thing I know, she clamps her legs around my head and she screamed as she climaxed all over my face. As soon as she stopped she let her legs slide apart and I started to lick the juices from my face, and the places I couldn't reach Cynthia licked off and we kissed, sharing her juices between us.
