When he was fully hard she immediately opened her warm mouth and brought it down over his cock, working her magic as she stroked the base. She pumped for several minutes, completely devoted to his pleasure, and performing the best blowjob she could think to perform. As his 11-inch cock became slick and slobbery from top to bottom, she took it out of her mouth and climbed up on his lap again, Her panty-less pussy already wet and ready for him, she used her hand behind her to guide his long dick into her pussy. The girth and length, though always a stretch for her, was becoming something she was growing very comfortable with.
She slid down the full length of his cock until she felt her pussy lips rub against his ballsack. Then she started bouncing up and down. Her tits started flopping up and down, both having escaped the robe. Noticing that Nat was eyeing them, she took him by the back of the head and jammed his face into her cleavage as she bounced up and down more feverishly. He licked and sucked at her breasts, sucking on her long nipples and then just putting his face in a position to get smacked by them. Anika helped the smacking of the tits by bouncing even harder on his dick and swinging them in a rotating motion. Nat held on to her ass as he felt his dick go up deeper inside of her with each downward motion. The feeling of "full service" from a female, and the concept of a simple, morning quickie was enough to put him over the edge. He whispered, "I'm gonna cum."
Anika whispered back an excited, "OK, baby," as she began to slightly slow down her bouncing, making her thrusts more sensual. Still she pressed her large breasts against him as she used her vagina to milk his dick. Nat responded accordingly as he began to pump semen into her pussy. "Yes, baby! That's so good, baby!" she yelled as she, herself had a little orgasm, her hips shaking ever so slightly.
As Nat's orgasm subsided, she jumped off his dick, using her vaginal muscles to keep the cum inside her. She used her mouth to clean him off thoroughly and then gave him a kiss on the tip saying, "Hold on a minute." She straightened up her robe and then skipped out of the room. Returning with a damp washcloth, she wiped him off once again, before putting his cock away and pulling up his pants for him. As Nat buttoned up, she explained, "I just wouldn't want you to feel sticky today, at work."
Nat laughed to himself,
there's plenty more stickiness waiting at the office. I assure you that.
He leaned in for one more kiss from Anika, on the cheek, and then grabbed his laptop case and headed off into the NYC commute.
Twenty-Four
Riding on the train to work, Nat's head was filled with many types of thoughts, concerns and daydreams. Thinking about the insane amount of sex he had yesterday, between the cafe with several strangers and his apartment with Misha and Anika, it was mind-boggling, almost traumatic. How could this lifestyle not peak and flatline, or snowball out of control. In addition, he still didn't know what was going to happen with the other, unidentified Master PC user, as well as just the main reason for why Misako had cautioned him so severely or why she had ultimately given away her copy of the program and the possibilities therein for what reason, he had no idea. Finally he was still in need of a way to make some quick cash. He had two new girlfriends to support, plus a whole laundry list of fun expenses he was anxious to make.
His stress was high, for someone with so much power, so he decided to bring up his profile and change his temperament so that he remained calm and collected when confronted with new problems or disturbances. Also, he gave himself a kind of familiarity with the program, as if he had been using it since he was a kid, so that the greater ramifications or possibilities of it would not seem quite so overwhelming.
Sitting on the train was kind of a silly thought to Nat, as he could probably be flying like a bird to work, if he wanted to. But it was still nice to act like a normal New Yorker. Normally he would listen to music or a podcast to entertain himself on the train, but it seemed kind of trivial when he was holding a universe in his phone. He decided to play around with some people on the train, to pass the time.
He noticed there was a young man with a flat-brimmed hat, maybe age-eighteen, standing near the doorway, eyeing a middle age woman that was seated on the bench. The woman had straight gorgeous red hair. Her large breasts they jutted out of her pink and white summer dress. About three inches of cleavage was visible. The bottom of the dress was short and it revealed her shapely thighs. Nat used his mind-reading ability to find the woman's name. He then enter the command, "You will stand up like you're getting off the train, approach the young man with the hat, speak something seductive in his ear and then take his phone to enter you phone number. If he calls, swiftly arrange a meet-up at which you will engage in the young man's wildest fantasies." He then brought up the boy's profile, increased his sexual skills and made sure he would be respectful of any women he engaged with.
Only five minutes later, the curvaceous woman got up slowly. Swaying her hips she moved in front of the boy, with her tits inches from his face. She leaned in to say something and the boy's face went white, though he showed the faintest smile. She gave him her number, as directed and then got off at the next stop. The kid looked like a new man.
Nat was pleased with his random act of kindness. He scanned the subway some more to see what other magic he could whip up. There was a cute old man, well-dressed with a fedora on. He appeared to be Cuban or of similar nationality, and he seemed to be suffering with some serious arthritis, as he kept rubbing his hands and grimacing. Nat "pulled up his chart" and directed that all his arthritis pain would permanently subside over the course of the next two weeks. Also, he gave him a fully working penis and newfound sex drive. Finally, his wrinkles would clear up by fifty percent and he would begin to appear twenty years younger, which wouldn't be strange to anyone close to him.
Nat lost both his grandparents at an early age, so this was a nice way to reconnect with the elderly. He kept scanning the subway car as the train passed under the East River. Everyone else seemed kind of dull and uninspiring until he caught the smooth, tanned legs of a woman sitting at the other end of his bench. He leaned forward to find that she was an extremely attractive younger woman, about the age of thirty, with light, wavy brown hair. Her eyes were a green varietal, her cheeks nicely sunken with a small dimple above her thick, spongey lips. Following down her neck, there was a nice set of punching bags and then a huge pregnant belly.
She was probably about six or seven months deep into her pregnancy, but looking radiant as she read a New Yorker magazine. Nat could not resist the urge to play with this little gem. Pulling up her profile, he found that she was married but that she was sexually frustrated with her husband. She was also, generally, extra horny due to her pregnancy hormones. Nat enhanced that horniness by twenty percent and made her feel open, if not eager, to exploring other male encounters, especially ones with no strings attached. It said that her workplace was in Union Square, which is where Nat would be transferring anyway. He commanded that when she left the train she would accidentally trip and start panicking. Nat would swoop in to save her and she would find him one of the most handsome and ruggedly masculine men she had ever seen. As soon as he touches her pregnant belly, she'll be able to think of nothing except fucking him.
When the pregnant woman exited the train, Nat's plan was set in motion. Her foot slipped, and her leg actually dropped down in between the car and platform. She started screaming and Nat ran over to help. By the time the train started to roll away, Nat had rescued her on to the platform, but her shoe didn't make it. She was dismayed about her shoe but turned around to thank Nathaniel, who immediately made her jaw drop, her heart start racing and her skin go flush.
"Are you OK, ma'am?" said Nat.
"Ye-yeah..." stammered the pregnant woman. "You're so...oh my god.." She was breathless and speechless.
Nat chuckled. "Can I take you somewhere where you can rest a little?"
She couldn't take her eyes off his, but she managed to nod her head as she held her hands to her very rotund belly. Nat didn't hesitate long before he slid his hand against the back of her dress and quickly swooped his other hand under her legs, effortlessly lifting her into the air. She yelped giddily and he carried her out of the station. Her breasts jiggled around and her dress rode up her thighs as she laid cradled in his arms.
