" No time for Casanova "
In the year 2122 nobody dares to start a conversation with a stranger, not even in a bar. One night sex relations have reached globally its highest point of difficulty. Sex transmission diseases, a period of chained pandemics and a growing increase of rude behavior at population have come provoking, a clear fear of the neighbor which encloses people inside themselves, it letting none chance to a possible flirt.
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People don’t trust in people at all. The way for being in contact and getting sex pleasure with another human have changed years ago. It doesn’t happen unless those interested have met before on-line through some social network, and have previously exchanged their current health certificates. Prostitution is a Russian roulette of illnesses and is illegal; severely punished. Besides, is too much expensive and hard to find something more or less acceptable and safe.
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This conjunction of facts has benefit tech-companies, because they have coming introducing successfully new approaching on-line products, for people and for having fun alone at home.
Bio-machine tech advances and a fast growing of them at society have triggered, the third digital revolution. This has brought the final connection between human and computer. Today, it can be implanted on the brains a plug through a simple and cheap surgery, with what any guy can play a game or a software which allows a level of virtual reality unbelievable some decades ago.
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Like many others, my sex life is “plenty of nothing” nowadays. Anyway, I have never been very successful with women. Maybe, I have never known to sell rightly myself on social networks or I don't take care of myself enough to result attractive for women. I don´t know. It doesn´t mean I have never hooked a girl; there are some on my score, although, not one of them achieved me plenty of delight and the relationship didn’t last very much. But, I didn´t mind.
Honestly, I just feel a true attraction to one type of woman. I like women that for the social and economic range by where they are moving along, it’s simply impossible to conquer by somebody like me. This is usually the kind of women with stunning body, amazing round ass and big breast, flawless face and nice hair. In other words: The kind of women who appear at the head of websites.
I remember the first woman I fell in love with. I was 16 and she was my gym teacher at the high school. Of course, she didn’t know it. I was only a kid who felt jittery with nothing more than she speaking to me and I barely could look straight at her eyes without I become blush.
She was a beautiful young fair woman with a perfect sculpted body, big breast and a so rounded butt, like two wool skeins one beside the other.
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She used to do the exercises with us, and at the end of the lesson she was completely sweated, it making her body still more attractive for me.
I was starting to become a man and many times, after her lessons, I used to go in a hurry to my house to masturbate myself with the fresh image of her body on my mind. I’m sure that my attraction for such women come from she.
At sight of my lack of sex life, last week I decided to make implant a plug in my brain. It was very easy; as to visit the dentist but in a place liker a tattoo studio. I did use an offer which included the plug plus a software called “Come back again”, it powered by Mr.Öscar enterprises. This allows to come back into past experiences activating the brain’s area where the memories are, for selecting one of them and playing as user pleases. You reliving it again as you really would want that it had been. “It’s like travel through the time, dude” the clerk told me when I asked him for his advice.
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Saturday night and my plan is to use my plug and the software for the first time.
The trip through one’s own brain to play the memories is like flying in a dream across a tunnel with color-mixed walls and a light bright at the end, with a light sound at the background, like a jet engine in the distance. Suddenly, everything stops and I find myself facing a welcome screen which requires to select a mode of gamming, “Memories” or “Arcade”. I don’t know exactly what I want, but “Memories” seems to be more exciting, so I select it.
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A new select screen appears with some pictures from several moments of my life. I choose one in which I can recognize a day of mine as student at the high school.
I am at the gym with my others classmates doing stretching in front of the teacher. I remember this day quite well. It was the day when the teacher wanted to talk to me after class. I used to behave myself, but this day I lost my head because a stupid mate was bothering me, and I almost started a fight.
At the end of the lesson, when I was taking the way to the shower, the voice of the teacher addressing to me, got my attention.
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“Can I talk to you awhile?”
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I remember she reprehended me for my bad behavior. She had told me how much surprised she was and how much disappointed she would be if that happened again. I was silent enduring her speech completely embarrassed without strength enough even to stare straightly to her eyes. Not because of that I had done, but because being we both alone face to face.
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However, right now, I don’t feel that heavy shyness which blocked me at that time; instead of it, I feel an energy which encourages me to look at her as I want, with no shy at all.
I behold her wet-by-sweat bust springing from her training-top, it all making a nice cleavage; her naked shoulders, her belly from where a beautiful navel shines, her fair and wavy hair, and also her pretty face. I make an interesting scour all along her body, finding a lot of things which delight me, meanwhile she is still talking to me.
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“I’m sorry, it will never happen again” I say staring at her eyes and interrupting her speech. I don’t remember I had said this when this happened for real, but now I did it and I think I’m already getting a handle on the software.
“Well, I hope it be true because I don’t want to get angry with you”. She answers me more serious than friendly.
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I’m feeling completely relaxed and confident. My mind is clear and my thoughts start to run only in one direction, whereas my cock starts pumping and growing inside my pants. I want to fuck my teacher and it’s like I knew quite well how to do it.
“I’m really sorry. Excuse me for all happened. I’ll be a good boy, I swear it. I want to be your friend.” I say taking softly her hand.
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She shows sensitive to my gesture, holding my hand too. I see her nipples springing inside her tank top and her eyes burning in desire, they fixed on mine.
“Well, I know you’re a good boy. Maybe I could forgive you, but you don’t think that you’re not going to pay your punishment”. She says bringing my hands to her naked waist and pulling my body to her.
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We kiss passionately weaving our tongues each other. I hear she groaning delicately by a thin thread of pleasure arisen from our wet and swirling first exchange of fluids. She holds my head so as to fix my position and catch easier my mouth, it leaving me only with one exit direction to kiss her sweetly.
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My hands travel around her ass and they squeeze it strongly when reach its base. I push her against me, her mount of Venus being pressed against my hard cock. This contact makes her explode with a warm moan, and the temperature and frenzy increase fast in a second. I run my hands inside of her leggings until I reach her asshole, where my fingers start wandering, being well received by her.
I love this software; I know everything is an illusion, but the experience is felt completely real and I’m enjoying it with all my senses.
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She gets on her knees and frees my cock to start a blowjob. The first gags are heavy, and after a few strokes and spits, it starts to hang out a lace of saliva while she still keeps sucking and coming it until the very end of her throat time after time, it making bigger and wetter the slobbering mess. She pushes her mouth to make disappear my cock inside, she choking herself for some seconds until she takes it out with a loud moan, she licking with a big hunger all the spit that remains in it, once she regains her breath.
The blowjob is amazing; I would qualify it with an honor mention. My cock is big and so robust like a corn plant's stem. She has turned my legs weak and shaking like an old man ones’, due to the intensity of the pleasure that all of this is giving to me. She gives herself a feast, swallowing even sucking my eggs, it drawing her face completely soaked by her own tears.
“Do you wanna fuck me now?” She asks.
I say “Yes” and she starts to get naked. She only wears two couples of clothes that she removes quickly, but she lets remain her white sneakers and the white socks.
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She is beautiful and sexy that way; she displaying her shaved little pussy and the rest of her tight and well-shaped body, where my sight finds an extraordinary landscape. On her tits two rosy nipples as a decoy in order to my mouth go kiss them. Her belly and hips are a great combination by where my wet tongue flows downside, stops making a break on the luxurious navel, and then keeps going down until reach her pussy.
I delight in the sweet flesh of her crotch. My tongue travels eagerly all around her pink entrance, her clit becomes my toy for sucking and licking, with what she moans ardently. She tastes like the candies I used to eat at that time; specially one with strawberry form. I like it although that is not the real flavor it should have. I think, it should be a little saltier with an acid touch, however, it’s a great taste too and the place where it comes from is beautiful, in fact, really beautiful, my sexy gym teacher’s pussy, the main character from my hottest fantasies of my youth; a pink candy, with the most beautiful wrapper delighting my senses.
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And here we go to fuck, to fuck ... fuck ...
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She moves softly placing herself at one gym box horse next to us and she leans slightly over her elbows as an invitation to take her from her back. It’s amazing how beautiful her body is through this sight; the waves of her fair long hair falling over her shoulders in a so fascinating way that attracts me like vivid colors feathers attract the bird’s mate. I take my position and almost absorbed by her pussy, I introduce my cannon inside, it provoking her moans of pleasure instantly.
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What an experience! I beat her butt with my pelvis with an increasing rhythm. I bury deeply my cock into, as she groans and demands more through her striking movements which go along with my beats. I give her all what I can, and thus, I feel her pussy getting tight and astonishingly wet when she bursts in moans possessed by a fervid pleasure.
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I discharge all my magazines this position. She realizes that and pushes me to change us. I lay face-up and after a pursuit of my dick by her pussy, she sits on me astride in reverse cowgirl position to keep going fucking.
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My cock as mainmast of our love’s boat is well lubed by her pussy fluids; all allowing her to leap over my hips, like pistons do in an ancient gasoline engine working at risen power, to come it deep inside.
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Sometimes she leans back resting on my chest; sometimes she leans to the front resting on my legs. Always without losing the pace and sweetness of the movements and exhaling melted groans; until she reaches a pleasant orgasm and her pussy walls get tight, they squeezing my cock still inside.
In my mouth, one more time, the sweet taste of her little slit juice, as I see her over me dejected by the ecstasy of pleasure, she giving soft strokes with her hips that reflect her satisfaction achieved.
The yummy sweet nectar, which now is pretty close of making me cum as well. Something that finally is going to happen when she dismount and stroke my cock, she pointing to her face and mouth for opening the tap by where the fruit of my digital orgasm will flow out, to be real for real.