The events you are about to read are true and told as they unfold from the point of view of the woman who is living them. Of course, all things being relative, depending on which of the infinite universes you may be reading this from, and at what point on that particular timeline you may have happened to come across this narrative, some of the historical details may differ slightly, or even drastically, from your perception. That doesn't make the following any less true for Ann.
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Fuck, I'm still so horny.
I'm on my hands and knees in the center of my bed with my ass pointed towards the headboard and the SPA unit. The Solo Pleasure Apparatus continues to slowly fuck me from behind with a vibrating dildo at the end of one of its articulated extension arms. This is just one of many attachments and features the SPA unit comes equipped with, and despite having cum twice already I still want more.
It's unimaginable to me how people could have quarantined for all those years before the SPAs were developed. They are indispensable now and are standard features on all bed units manufactured since the end of the third pandemic.
Let's see who else is horny tonight.
I switch from the holo-porn that I'm watching to the Spa Mates channel. An arc of holographic tiles with images of naked or partially dressed people looking for partners to play with floats above my bed and just in front of me.
Small captions below each icon state their names and what type of playmate they are looking for (male, female, transgender, a couple, all are welcome, etc.). I adjust the filter to display only those player's interested in a single female, then restrict my search further to just members of my preferred VidCircle of friends. Scrolling through the results I look for someone to catch my eye.
Let's see, Gina and Mario are looking for a third, hmmm maybe...Looks like Jung just came, hehe too late...Oooh wait, Amare just signed on. Mmmm, oh yes! He's already hard.
I send Amare a holo-GIF invite of my wet and willing dildo-filled pussy hoping he is interested in playing. It only takes only a second for him to ping back my "play" request and open my link.
The VidCircle software has a built-in translator program that reproduces the deep, smooth bass of Amare's actual voice, but converts his words into English, "Hi Ann! What a coincidence. I was just thinking of you as I was rubbing my cock!"
I giggle breathlessly, "That's odd, Amare, because I was just thinking of your stiff fat dick inside of me. Why don't you slide that beautiful cock in my pussy and fuck me."
Amare answers with his typical baritone joyous laughter, "Someone is extra horny today, I see! What mode would you like to play in?"
"Control panel," I say, activating my apartment's
Interactive System
. Instantly a projection of various device controls pop up in front of me and I authorize Amare to take control of my SPA unit, "One on one, open view, hon."
This way only he can manipulate the SPA's numerous vibrators and attachments but anyone in my VidCircle can link-in and watch us if they like, they just won't be able to participate. The thought of my friends masturbating as they watch me getting fucked always turns me on.
I'm not at all opposed to threesomes or foursomes, which can be lots of fun, and I'll even do open multiplayer from time to time if I'm in the mood, but depending on who joins in that can get kind of crazy. No thanks. Tonight, one on one will do me just fine.
Having gained access to Amare's pleasure unit, I activate the
live sync
option. Halfway around the world in his home, the mechanical cock pleaser on his SPA comes to life and syncs with my body. At about the same time the dildo in my pussy pauses as control switches over to Amare, then withdraws.
"Lay on your back girl. I want to lick your pussy before I fuck you," Amare commands.
I comply happily, "Oh my, yes sir!"
Grabbing a pillow I tuck it under my ass as I turn and lay face up with my legs spread open.
My SPA requests permission to activate "Render Mode" and I accept, allowing it to connect to my apartment's Interactive System's holographic projector. I just upgraded my hardware and installed a new rendering program so I'm very curious to see its improved 3-dimensional photo-realistic capabilities.
Suddenly Amare appears between my legs smiling up at me. I scrutinize the holographic image of his face, which I've seen numerous times over the past few years but never with this much detail, and watch as he lowers it, burying his tongue into my pussy.
The new software provides deeper color saturation correcting most of the transparent "ghosting" associated with the older technology, and the new hardware seems to be handling the higher rate of sequencing with no problem, eliminating the occasional stutter or lag that happened when a hologram taxed the old graphics chip to its limits. His body looks almost solid and moves seamlessly now, as if he is actually here.
What really sells it though, is that the stimulation from the SPA is synced perfectly with the image. That was another issue with the older system. Often there was a slight response lag between what you saw and what you felt that kind of took you out of the moment.
I gasp in pleasure as I gaze at the computer-generated rendering of Amare's pink tongue extending out of his handsome ebony-skinned face, lapping away at my clit. In reality of course, what I feel is the SPA's oral stimulation tool, with its silicon-based synthetic tongue equivalent sliding between the slippery folds of my pussy as it duplicates Amare's movements on his SPA's female sex replica device, thousands of miles away in his home.
Mmmm so fucking good! The SPA's built-in intuitive masturbation software does a nice job of getting me off but it doesn't compare to virtual play with another person.
Amare guides the faux tongue all around my dripping wet sex, then plunges it in and out of my hot pussy hole. Watching this man that I've played with often over the past few years, but never met in person, lick and tease my clit with such enthusiasm while feeling every swipe of his tongue in complete synchronization with such vivid visuals, brings me quickly to the edge of another orgasm.
We've had virtual sex countless times and he knows what I like and what makes me cum hard. He must sense that I'm close because he suddenly moves even lower, rimming my asshole.
I moan loudly and my body twitches as he licks my super sensitive anus. The thought of his tongue on my dirty little asshole is so nasty and taboo yet weirdly incredibly erotic. If that isn't enough to drive me crazy, he begins to probe my rectum with the oral tool's tongue tip, wiggling it deeply back and forth inside my asshole, while simultaneously using a vibrating dildo attachment, camouflaged as one of his fingers, to stimulate my clit.
"Fuck Amare, you're going to make me cum!" I pant and moan, grabbing fists full of bed sheets as an orgasm rocks my body, making me convulse.
His "tongue" follows the movement of my ass as I squirm with pleasure, and he lifts his head only after I've finished my powerful orgasm.
"You are so fucking sexy, Ann," Amare says as he slides his weightless holographic body up between my legs. "Now give me your tight cunt, you sexy little whore," he says with a broad grin.
The thick rubbery head of one of the SPA's penis shaped dildos slides down my hypersensitive clit making me gasp, then presses against the lips of my vagina and into my pussy.
Over the past five years, Amare and I have become quite friendly, even connecting for non-sexual conversations. He is a very sweet and respectful man and it took him a while to accept that when we're playing not only is it okay for him to call me "whore" and "slut", and use words like "cunt" and "twat", but when I'm this aroused I actually get off on them.
