It took Tyler a great deal of willpower not to cum in that subsequent thirty minutes or so. His cock slowly went flaccid. He sat on the couch, rubbing it idly and browsing the net over his neuralink. He still saw no news stories about the incredible new tech on which he had somehow been bestowed.
Eventually he heard footsteps again up the garden path. Amelia barely knocked on the door before hurrying back inside. Instead of the school uniform her clothing was casual -- a T-shirt with some boyband on it and a pair of shorts that were a sort of dark red colour, plus ordinary sneakers. She had never been one to dress up too sexy, but this didn't exactly bother Tyler at this point.
"Also, I brought this" she said with a grin as she entered.
From her schoolbag Amelia produced a rather large dildo. Tyler noticed it was black-coloured. It looked to be about 8 inches in length.
"Damn" was all Tyler could say at that moment. "You use that often?"
"Most nights, before bed" Amelia said slyly. "But now I might have found a replacement."
Tyler was still gently rubbing his dick up and down. Amelia reached out and added to his efforts. In a few moments he was again rock-hard. She held the dildo up against his endowment.
"Damn, you're already bigger" she said with what could almost have been a giggle. "Hard too" she added with a squeeze.
Before Tyler could make any further moves she had straddled him, leaning in for another length kiss. Still a bit overwhelmed by the suddenness of it all, his hands started exploring. One hand clutched her back, the other cautiously investigated her left boob.
With another nervous giggle Amelia broke the kiss and paused to take off her shirt. The bra was also a dark red, matching her shorts. Maybe she knew how to dress sexy after all...
Tyler continued to explore. On some level he knew these were fumbling attempts. It was his first time after all. He felt the back of her bra straps and investigated the hooks there. It took a minute of clumsy attempts before he managed to get one undone. Amelia, still kissing him, stopped and reached around to get the job done herself. Her boobs popped out in all their glory. He found each to be a decent handful, the nipples large and pink.
Still to his surprise, it was Amelia who kept escalating the encounter. He soon found her removing his own shirt, her hands running down his chest.
"Damn dude" she said again, feeling his stomach. "This is hard...you're totally getting abs".
Tyler felt another big grin forming on his face. "I think it'll take a while longer...more complicated".
"Well don't tell Siri to stop now".
Tyler's pants and underwear were still on at this point (if unbuckled to show off his manhood). Amelia got off and sat on the couch next to him. With a bit more aggression that Tyler expected she was soon pulling them down. She grabbed his dick again, going hand over hand.
"Damn man, you're like a three hander, at least!"
The sensations were building again, Tyler was already feeling light-headed, like he'd been in the middle of a running race. His face must have been flushed already. He wasn't quite ready when Amelia leaned down and stuck her tongue out.
The contact was glorious. He was seeing stars, almost like he might black out. He could hear completely involuntary grunts coming out of his mouth. Amelia kept licking his pole, rubbing her hands up and down it furiously. Tyler's own hands were quite lost, wandering between her boobs and back. He felt down around her ass, still in her shorts. He might have made the next move but wasn't quite capable at that moment with the sensations he was feeling. After maybe a minute of this he came.
His tool erupted, spouting white over Amelia's face. She jerked back a little, then smiled at her handiwork. She kept rubbing him as he continued. He had never cum so much before this week.
Amelia was giggling again. She looked up at him, licking her lips a little as she made eye contact.
