by D. R. Rosier
She said breathlessly, “Please, I want it, now,” half pleading, and half demanding.
He gasped as he slid in. As good as real life? It was better, she was so tight, and her wet silken friction along his cock was pure blissful pleasure. He supposed it might have been that Mia was the sexiest and hottest woman he’d ever been in bed with, but he thought it might be more than that. It felt the same, but more.
Her tight sheath rippled up and down his pleasure as her body became accustomed and fitted itself to his invasion. He kissed her softly, and then more passionately as her body came to accept him.
Then he broke their kiss, stared into her eyes, and started to saw in and out of her. First he went slowly, enjoying every small sensation of being buried in the sexy woman beneath him, but he sped up a bit each stroke, and it didn’t take all that long before their bodies were slapping together.
They were both breathing hard, and sweating, and she started to arch her back and gasp a breath each time they rocked their bodies into each other. He didn’t think he could hold on much longer, he was definitely losing his control and felt his balls boil, but he wanted her to cum first.
He ordered in as strong of a voice as he could manage, “Cum for me Mia, now!”
She gasped and mewled in pleasure, and then her face looked enraptured by bliss. Her pussy tightened and milked him hard as he continued to slam into her. He managed about four more strokes and then buried himself with a grunt.
“Mia, I’m…” was all he got out as ecstasy overcame his body and mind. If there was a difference between an orgasm in here, and in his real body, he couldn’t detect a difference. He weathered the storm of blissful pleasure, lost in the currents of ecstasy as he filled her tight passage, and as he came down and his mind cleared he was gasping for breath. His heart raced as he fell to the side.
He pulled her toward him, and kissed her with short fluttery kisses as they’re bodies recovered.
She smiled and wrapped her arm over his chest, and laid her head in the crook of his neck. She kissed him and said softly, “Wow, I didn’t expect you to do that, it was… indescribable.”
He caressed her hair and head, “You are amazing Mia, and so was this. I didn’t expect it to be so real. Even now, I feel like I need a few minutes before I could do anymore. Oh, and expect me to do that a lot, you taste divine.”
She giggled, “Is that a challenge?” and then kissed her way down his body, and took his mostly deflated and cum covered cock into her mouth, and sucked him clean. She made wanton sounds of approval at his taste, and locked her eyes with his. Her eyes were so intense, and she was making it clear by her little noises of pleasure, the look in her eyes, and her body language that she wanted to be down there servicing him, and it was turning her on to do it.
He felt himself react, and grow. More because of her apparent eagerness and desire to pleasure him, than the actual stimulation of her pouty lips and warm wet tongue, although that certainly helped as well, and felt amazing.
As it hardened, she started to bob up and down on his cock, alternated with licking him from base to tip like an ice cream cone, all without breaking eye contact. He gasped in pleasure when he popped into her throat, and she took him all the way in. Then she held it, hummed and swallowed, and then popped off and gasped for air.
He wondered at that, she shouldn’t have to breathe, or even have a gag reflex as an A.I., which meant she wanted to feel what it genuinely would be like. That… really turned him on. He already started to have feelings for her, as she sucked him off so lovingly and wantonly at the same time. He knew that was shallow, and more about the lust and her appearance, but that was normally where relationships started wasn’t it? Chemistry and attraction.
She stopped and crawled up his body, and said, “I really want to taste you, and we can do that later, but I kind of want this more,” and then she impaled herself on him from above.
He moaned softly and pushed up against her. She leaned down and kissed him, and then arched her back as she ground down, putting her gloriously huge and firm tits right in his face. He reached for them and played with them as she gyrated, grinded, and bounced slowly on his cock. It felt incredible, and he knew he’d last a long time to fully enjoy it on this second round.
When she looked down on him there were no concerns about health on her face, there was desire, lust, pleasure, and perhaps the beginnings of deeper emotions. There was nothing sexier than watching a woman get herself off from above, and Mia’s tight curvy voluptuous body, and her sweet beautiful face brought that to a whole new level for him. He was going to enjoy watching Mia cum over and over on his cock before he exploded up into her again.
Which is exactly what he did…
Chapter Five
Can A.I.s love? It’s been a highly debated topic for the last twenty years. When does simulation become reality? He wasn’t positive, it was impossible to be positive about such a thing without being an A.I. himself. But he knew the A.I.s believed their emotions were real. It wasn’t an act they put on for our benefit, but something they could feel inside themselves.
She was laying against his side again, and they were cuddled up, and she looked at him a little adoringly, and kept kissing his chest, which was the origin of him thinking of the old debate.
“So how do you feel, did I live up to the hype?” he asked half-jokingly.
She looked up and frowned, “I feel… sated, and virtual or not my body is sore, pleasantly so. I also feel very close to you. There is nowhere else I’d rather be right now either. Please don’t feel any pressure to say the same, this is who I am, and I know A.I.s make much faster decisions and determinations than humans do. I think I loved you before we actually met in person, just based on your life and what I could find about you. And yes, you totally lived up to and surpassed all my expectations.”
He chuckled, “You were pretty amazing yourself, and humans do take longer, but I already care about you, if in an extremely shallow manner. I expect that won’t take long to change, you’re kind of perfect you know.”
She blushed and kissed his chest, laid her head down on his shoulder, and then she said, “Staying in bed all day has a certain appeal, but I should make you lunch, and you should see what’s available out there.”
“Shower first.”
She grinned, “I can just…” she waved a hand.
He shook his head, “Nope. Not after all you did to make this a realistic experience. The joint shower after sex playtime is important. You need to wash my back, and I’m looking forward to cleaning you up as well, thoroughly.”
She smiled a bit naughtily and rubbed his chest, “Fine, I can’t argue with your logic, you win,” and she rolled out of bed.
He followed, and she enjoyed his attentions under the hot spraying water very much, or at least, it seemed so to him. He knew for certain he enjoyed hers, as she kept her word and took his third load of the day between her sexy pouty lips...
After lunch she kissed the side of his neck, and started giving him a massage.
“You’re going to spoil me woman.”
She chuckled sultrily, “I plan too, unfortunately some moderation is called for, otherwise I’d have tied you to the bed.”
He shook his head, any doubts he had about her fucking him just because it was a needed parameter for his health were long gone.
“I suppose I should check out what’s available? I’ve always been a gamer, but we can go out instead if you want, I find myself not wanting to leave your company.”
Her hands moved farther down to his collarbone and upper chest, it felt really good.
“How about dinner tonight, and a walk by the beach? Besides gaming being a good distraction, it can sharpen the mind.”
He raised an eyebrow and turned to look up at her, “Mental health again?”
She shrugged, “I’m going to contribute a great deal to that, both in and out of bed, I hope. But there is more to life than me and work. You need a hobby and time
for yourself, for balance.”
He nodded in agreement. That was true, but it would take a month or two before the newness wore off, but he knew if they spent all their time together he’d start to feel smothered. No matter how wonderful she was. Work, relationships, and alone time for hobbies needed to be balanced. Might as well start that balance now, rather than let things get to that point first.
He also thought once he got back in the real world it would complicate things, he could see himself falling for Mia easily, and hard, without any effort. He could already see a life shared with his sexy assistant, right now based on sex, but he knew that wouldn’t be the only reason for long.
What happened if he met a woman in the real world, assuming there were any that would want a relationship with an android, even a human driven one?
He mentioned it to Mia, and she shrugged.
“A.I.s don’t have jealousy, or other negative emotions like that. If you found someone else to share your bed, or even your love, I wouldn’t mind, and would even join if I could or was invited. I would miss you more than I can say if I didn’t get any of your time, especially after this morning, but that’s not quite the same thing. I think we can manage some kind of balance, but how about we take it as it comes? No point in worrying, and right now you’re all mine.”
He smiled, “Yours huh?” he asked with faux skepticism.
She nodded, and kissed him, “Absolutely, my human with a magical tongue,” she laughed and said, “No more procrastinating,” she scolded, “To bring up your main menu, just think about it and it should pop up in an overlay.”
He decided to do as she asked, although he was curious. Dinner out and a moonlit walk on the beach? He almost wished it was evening already, but he had to admit despite her obvious draw on his attention, and libido, he was curious about what games were available.
He brought up the command menu which was split into several sections. The first was his house automation controls which were very familiar to him. There was a phone app, and when he clicked on it all his contacts came up. He backed out and saw business next, which were a number of apps to do banking and investments, and check his overall finances.
Under that was entertainment, he chose that and it was split further. Television, movies, music, dining, city guide which had things to see and do, like the beach, swimming, golfing, or pool halls. Pretty much general entertainment. The last two were night life in the virtual city, and games. Curiously he clicked on nightlife, and there were subcategories of dance clubs, blues clubs, sports bars, and just about any number of other entertainment locations, including virtual brothels.
He backed out again and clicked on games. There was a huge number of subcategories, board games, first person shooter, and the list went on. He clicked on full virtual and went down the list. There were sports games, first person shooters, and others. He liked the fantasy games rather than anything with a single proscribed track, so he clicked on those.
There were several to choose from, and he chose the one that had the most human players in it. Perhaps their experience wouldn’t be as good as his, but the VR rigs they had now were fairly close to what he was at, so that might be a good thing, at least he could interact with people there, besides those he worked with and the A.I.s.
He wondered at that though, he was really enjoying Mia’s company, and not just because of the looks and sex. Although he couldn’t deny that was a big part of it.
The name of the game was Endless War. The setting was a modern city, post apocalypse. Kind of an angel verse demon thing, good against evil as they fought for the earth. He smirked, he was a fairly good guy in real life, at least he thought so, but he felt inclined to play on the demon side in a game. Still, he’d wait to see what both sides offered as characters first.
Mia suggested diffidently, “You might want to lie down in bed for this, or at least on the lounge chair.”
He nodded in approval, “Good idea,” and went into the bedroom and laid down on the bed. He was a little surprised when Mia crawled in and laid against him again, was she going to stay there the whole time?
He supposed it didn’t matter, and he was her responsibility so it kind of made sense. At first he thought it a little clingy, but if that was truly the case she wouldn’t have been pushing him away toward a game.
He hit the logon button and felt dizzy for a second. He found himself standing in an empty room, with the game logo floating in front of his face, and a start button. He hit it, and a screen opened up displaying him as a naked being. There was also a content warning, he scrolled to the bottom and accepted, and then the screen changed.
His name was already filled in as Ted, and the sex was already filled in as male. That was interesting, but more than fine, he’d never played a female before and hadn’t intended to start now. He knew a few guys that did that shit because females got more help and attention than guys did from the more experienced players. He’d always preferred to figure things out on his own.
He took a few minutes to read up on classes and races. Player characters were either half angels or demons, and the demon or angel type inclined the player toward certain abilities that might affect what class they took. It wasn’t all that complicated. He wasn’t interested in a straightforward fighter or mage type, he liked to have options, so he chose cambion as his race, which was the offspring of a human and succubus, or incubus.
They weren’t as heavily inclined toward magic as an imp was, or as hard as a demon warrior would be in battle. They had a mix of skills that way, a small bonus to strength, intelligence, and wisdom. They were also part incubus, so they had a huge bonus to charisma, which could come in handy when dealing with NPCs.
He had a couple of good choices after that as to class.
He could be a demon knight, which amounted to someone who could summon demons as followers, cast some offensive spells, and even fight directly if the situation called for it, though the demon summoning was obviously the key ability there. He’d never be more than mediocre in the other two abilities.
The second class that would work well with the cambion was demon illusionist. Their strengths were in sneaking around, with spells to aid in such, and bonuses for surprise attacks against enemies.
He considered that for a while, and decided the general boldly leading his troops was more appealing than slinking around, and chose demon knight.
His body was suddenly covered with black leather armor, gloves, and boots. He also had an ebony staff in his right hand, and a satchel around his shoulder.
A new popup appeared.
Endless War Stats:
Name: Ted Race: Cambion
Lvl: 1 (TNL:0%) Class: Demon Knight
+att/+dmg: 1/2 Str: 12
Mana: 120 Int: 12
Health: 100 Con: 10
Summon limit: 1/0 Wis: 12
Stamina:100 Dex: 10
Popularity: +6 Cha: 16
Gold: 0 Silver: 5
Continue with these choices? Yes or no.
He said, “Yes.”
The overlay faded away, and he appeared in what looked like a basement, lit with candles and filled with shadows. An overly ripe and sensual woman appeared before him, with leathery black wings, horns, and a forked tail. She also seemed to have misplaced her shirt and he was trying not to stare at her tits, though she was wearing a thong. It was so wrong, but he was kind of turned on by the image.
“Welcome Ted, to the endless war. I am Genevieve and can train you in the demonic arts as you gain levels and experience.”
He nodded slowly, and managed to look at her eyes, which were two dark pools of black.
“What are my options, can I learn anything now?”
She smiled a bit evilly, “Oh,” and looked down at his trousers, “I think I can teach you a thing or two.”
She looked back up to his eyes, “You can learn two spells to start with, out of the following choices. Summon minor Demon, Charm, and Fiend Fire.”
She went
on to explain summon minor demon summoned a demon from hell, either an imp, succubus, or warrior, at the casters level. He could summon one demon for every ten points of wisdom. When he asked about the second number, the zero, she told him that was for advanced summoning, which was one creature every twenty-five points of wisdom, and the spell itself couldn’t be learned until level twenty anyway.
Charm was like hypnosis, it made someone take your suggestions, but the spell would be broken if they were about to die. Fiend fire was like a small fireball, and did damage based on Intelligence.
“I’ll take summon minor demon and fiend fire,” he decided. He could always learn charm later.
She smiled, licked her lips and then walked toward him. He was so surprised when she entered his personal space that he didn’t move, and the demoness kissed him, and then chuckled evilly as she groped him and then stepped back.
He considered that maybe he should have read the content warning before agreeing.
There was a couple of popups.
You can now cast Summon Minor Demon!
You can now cast Fiend Fire!
He cleared his throat, and turned toward the door, and the stairs that led up into the street…
Chapter Six
A popup appeared as he opened the door to an alley and looked out. He read it quickly and closed it. His starting place was Bastion, which was a heavily defended demon enclave in the city. The rules of the city were simple, don’t get caught doing anything wrong. He walked out into a crowded street and took a look around.
There were a number of humans walking around in simple dress, as well as a few in armor and weapons who he assumed were other players. He knew he looked human too as a half-demon, so it was probably a reasonable guess. There were also some large seven foot demons walking around, presumably guards to keep some kind of order. They looked mostly human, but had reddish tinged skin, sharp teeth, clawed fingers, and short horns on their forehead.
The buildings themselves looked to be falling apart and crumbling in places. He also couldn’t help but notice the human NPCs didn’t seem unhappy or anything that they were in a demon enclave. From what he understood the demons and angels fought for the right to rule, and there wasn’t much difference on how they treated the humans who more often than not were either just ignored, or collateral damage.
