The first erotic story I ever wrote was hammered out on an electric typewriter back when I was in grade school. I remember it being about a boy who was on vacation with his family who encountered a girl late one night by the hotel swimming pool. I don't remember a lot of details, but I do recall jerking off a lot while I wrote it. I also recall my embarrassment when my father told me he found it and read it. Christ - I could have died. Oddly, though, he wasn't angry. Actually, thinking back, I think he may have been somewhat impressed.
Anyway - here's something I cooked up last night. I hope to get some more writing done later today and, as always, I'll be sure to post it here.
The Project
Anyway - here's something I cooked up last night. I hope to get some more writing done later today and, as always, I'll be sure to post it here.
The Project
SPOILERS! (Click to view)
With a snap and sizzle, the few remaining florescent bulbs came to life. The tubes were largely brown, dappled at odd intervals by the black of pooled mercury. The light they cast was wan and flickered at the precise frequency known to cause headaches and induce stress. The room itself was dank and filthy. The walls had been made of some sort of gypsum based drywall the kind commonly used fifty years earlier. Moisture from a leaky roof had taken hold and everywhere you looked, streaks of black mould reached down like two-dimensional stalactites. The room itself was filled with perhaps a dozen metal work tables, each piled high with electronics of all descriptions. Servo motors, circuit boards, ram modules, power supplies, and the like all teetered in an almost elegant gravity defying structure that often spanned from one table to the next. The air smelled of ozone and damp.
Ty pulled the door closed behind him and swept off his rain-soaked coat which landed in a pile atop some old noodle boxes. He moved with determination, his left hand held clenched an object small enough to fit completely inside his fist. He stalked past the piles of refuse toward the center of the room which was hidden by a plastic sheet that dangled from the ceiling. He threw the curtain aside and began flicking on a series of switches at the base of the table. All around the table, equipment began to hum to life. A number of displays flickered a boot screen as his primary servers started up. The diagnostic machines began to whir and beep. On the table, beneath a pristine white sheet, a curved figure lay motionless. Ty busied himself re-checking all of the cable connections. He knew nothing was out of place hed checked it all a hundred times but he hadnt come this far and sacrificed so much to leave anything to chance.
As the boot sequence completed, Ty swung his ratty old chair around to his primary terminal and his fingers stabbing at the touchboard he logged in. A few quick gestures restored the workspace just as hed left it that morning. Dropping in to a terminal, he poked out a few quick commands to ensure all of his modules were in place and ready. Finally, he initiated a cyclic redundancy check on his primary module. A progress bar flashed up and began creeping forward.
Ty pushed himself away from the terminal around to the head of the table. He glanced at the diagnostics output a moment and noted that everything was well within parameter. Gently, almost reverently, he lifted the hem of the sheet back from the edge of the table. A nest of wires bloomed in red and green from a hemispherical shaped object which was edged in long strands of white hair. Ty leaned in close, his eyes darting over the nearly eighty connections that linked back to his server. Everything was still intact. Everything was still perfect. From his left hand, Ty took a small shiny trapezoid which bore the appearance of chrome but which was a lot heavier than its few inches length would suggest. At one tip, a series of blue crystal optical relays caught the light and made it dance across Tys face as he carefully turned it over in his fingers. The nanotech held within the module would have been science fiction only a decade before. And now that all of the sanctions had been passed making the manufacture of these devices illegal, they were rare and expensive. Now was not the time to think about the costs, however.
Ty slid the module into its socket until he heard the locking clips snap into place. With a push of his heel, he rolled back to his terminal where the CRC check was just completing.
.\file checksum OK!
Satisfied, Tys fingers flew over the touchboard hammering out a protracted compile command. A stream of text rocketed down the terminal window and finally:
.\compile completed, log written to proj\cider\complog.txt
Ty allowed himself a brief smile before taking a deep breath. He executed his program. Another progress bar titled Manifesting popped up on the screen. Everywhere, diagnostics machinery began to report activity. Ty got to his feet and moved around the table checking every beep and scanning every histogram. Minute after excruciating minute he watched as the process executed. He was giddy with excitement and trembling with nerves all at the same time.
And all at once, it finished. The progress bar on his terminal sat at 100% Complete. The diagnostics equipment that had been monitoring the transfer went silent. Ty could almost hear his heart pounding in his ears.
Back in his chair, he rolled back to the head of the table where he quickly began disconnecting wires. As the last one came away, he lifted the top of the hemisphere - more white hair into place and listened for the pneumatic sip as it sealed. His eyes moved over the covered form with anticipation.
And then he heard a soft, sleepy moan and his heart leapt into his throat. He got to his feet and pushed the chair away. Holding the sheet by one corner, he walked to the end of the table. As the cloth came away, the form of a milky-skinned woman was revealed. It would have been difficult to place her ethnicity somewhere between Asian, Caucasian, and black. She was perfectly proportioned Ty had been sure of that. Her hair was stark white, straight, and shoulder length with bangs cut straight across. Her eyes were a silvery blue color and danced as she came to gaze upon Ty standing at the end of the bed.
Its very nice to see you, my love. She said, her full lips curling into a beaming smile. Her teeth gleamed white.
Very nice indeed, Sidera. Ty replied as he moved to her side. She watched his every move intently drinking in his physicality after having only known him from the other side of a keyboard for so long. He lifted his fingers to touch the perfect skin of her cheek and she could not help but close her eyes and moan at the sensation. Her whole body was alive with feeling and every little touch was absolute ecstasy.
Kiss me, she whispered. Ty moved close and brushed his lips to hers. Her eyes were still closed but it seemed as though a billion colors erupted before her eyes when he kissed her. His lips were soft but the kiss was firm. She surrendered to it utterly. Ty parted Sideras lips with his tongue and she responded in kind. Her arms slipped around him and her fingers wound into his hair as they kissed. Ty let his hands wander. Through her silken hair down to her shoulders and down further until he held one of her breasts in his hand. The nipple responded to his touch and Sidera breathed a quick gasp of delight. Ty kissed her again and moved his other hand down her flat stomach, pausing briefly to trace two slow circles around her bellybutton, then down further. With two fingers, Ty rubbed her sex and listened to her tiny squeals and cries. She was soaking wet already. Her eyes closed, Sidera bit her lip and lounged her head back. Ty opened her with two fingers and slipped one inside while Sidera moaned deep in her throat.
Oh yes. She said through a long moan. I can feel you inside me. I can actually feel you. Ty began moving his finger slowly in and out of her and she responded by thrusting her hips. As he pleasured her, he drank in every nuance of her body. The body hed given her but that had already become fully hers as though hed only provided the outline while her persona had made it real. And made it beautiful.
I can feel she stammered. He knew shed be getting close to her first orgasm. He moved his thumb up and rubbed on her clit, swirling around it in tight circles. Sidera exploded. Her hips bucked and her legs clamped closed around his hand and arm. She held Ty tightly and screamed.
Oh fuck, oh fuck! Her spine went rigid, her ass lifted off the table. She came hard.
Minutes passed as the waves of her pleasure slowly subsided. Finally, she opened her eyes and smiled up at Ty. I want some more, please.
Ty pulled his shirt off, undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants. She watched closely as he pulled them down and her eyes widened when she saw his cock. Tentatively, she reached out and took him in her hand. He was rock hard and oozing, but she was astonished at how soft it felt to her. Slowly, she stroked its length and marveled at how perfect it seemed. Ty moaned.
Pulling himself up on the table, Ty straddled Sideras chest. Eagerly, she leaned her head forward and swallowed his cock. He pumped his hips, thrusting his cock down her throat. She took him all in easily and moaned her own pleasure at the feeling of sucking him. Ty looked down into Sideras eyes and knew he had to fuck her. It was time.
Pulling out of her mouth, Ty moved himself down between her legs. Grasping his cock by the base, he rubbed the head up and down her smooth, hairless slit. Sidera writhed with pleasure and anticipation.
It has been six years in the making, Ty said. Sidera smiled and touched his face.
Do it. Put it inside of me. Fuck me. She said. Ty thrust his hips and entered her. Her pussy was a vice around his cock. She gasped and came right away and Ty waited until her orgasm subsided. Ty began to slowly fuck her. Looking down between their bodies, Sidera could see his cock pushing in and sliding out of her. What she couldnt believe was how her whole body felt each thrust. Every micron of her form was alight with the pure endless ecstasy of that simple coupling. She never wanted it to end.
Sweating and grunting, Ty began to speed up his thrusts. Beneath him, Sideras breasts bounced and swayed with the motion of their fucking. Her head was thrashing and with ever moment, she was becoming louder and more vocal. He felt her lift her legs up over his hips and cross her ankles around the small of his back and soon she was cumming again. As she bucked and screamed, her pussy pulsed with spasms around Tys cock. It was more than he could handle.
Im coming, he groaned and thrust in to her as far as he could go. His orgasm hit him like a supernova. His consciousness seemed to explode into a billion shards that fell like stardust across the universe. His cock loosed jet after thick jet of warmth deep inside of Sidera. She could feel it begin to leak out of her and trickle down toward the table.
An eternity passed before Ty regained his senses. Hed collapsed onto Sideras chest and shed quietly stroked his hair while he recuperated. Now he lifted himself off of her only so he could kiss her deeply. When their lips parted again, Ty smiled down at her.
Id say this project has been a great success.
Sidera laughed and Ty thought it was the most beautiful laugh hed ever heard.
With a snap and sizzle, the few remaining florescent bulbs came to life. The tubes were largely brown, dappled at odd intervals by the black of pooled mercury. The light they cast was wan and flickered at the precise frequency known to cause headaches and induce stress. The room itself was dank and filthy. The walls had been made of some sort of gypsum based drywall the kind commonly used fifty years earlier. Moisture from a leaky roof had taken hold and everywhere you looked, streaks of black mould reached down like two-dimensional stalactites. The room itself was filled with perhaps a dozen metal work tables, each piled high with electronics of all descriptions. Servo motors, circuit boards, ram modules, power supplies, and the like all teetered in an almost elegant gravity defying structure that often spanned from one table to the next. The air smelled of ozone and damp.
Ty pulled the door closed behind him and swept off his rain-soaked coat which landed in a pile atop some old noodle boxes. He moved with determination, his left hand held clenched an object small enough to fit completely inside his fist. He stalked past the piles of refuse toward the center of the room which was hidden by a plastic sheet that dangled from the ceiling. He threw the curtain aside and began flicking on a series of switches at the base of the table. All around the table, equipment began to hum to life. A number of displays flickered a boot screen as his primary servers started up. The diagnostic machines began to whir and beep. On the table, beneath a pristine white sheet, a curved figure lay motionless. Ty busied himself re-checking all of the cable connections. He knew nothing was out of place hed checked it all a hundred times but he hadnt come this far and sacrificed so much to leave anything to chance.
As the boot sequence completed, Ty swung his ratty old chair around to his primary terminal and his fingers stabbing at the touchboard he logged in. A few quick gestures restored the workspace just as hed left it that morning. Dropping in to a terminal, he poked out a few quick commands to ensure all of his modules were in place and ready. Finally, he initiated a cyclic redundancy check on his primary module. A progress bar flashed up and began creeping forward.
Ty pushed himself away from the terminal around to the head of the table. He glanced at the diagnostics output a moment and noted that everything was well within parameter. Gently, almost reverently, he lifted the hem of the sheet back from the edge of the table. A nest of wires bloomed in red and green from a hemispherical shaped object which was edged in long strands of white hair. Ty leaned in close, his eyes darting over the nearly eighty connections that linked back to his server. Everything was still intact. Everything was still perfect. From his left hand, Ty took a small shiny trapezoid which bore the appearance of chrome but which was a lot heavier than its few inches length would suggest. At one tip, a series of blue crystal optical relays caught the light and made it dance across Tys face as he carefully turned it over in his fingers. The nanotech held within the module would have been science fiction only a decade before. And now that all of the sanctions had been passed making the manufacture of these devices illegal, they were rare and expensive. Now was not the time to think about the costs, however.
Ty slid the module into its socket until he heard the locking clips snap into place. With a push of his heel, he rolled back to his terminal where the CRC check was just completing.
.\file checksum OK!
Satisfied, Tys fingers flew over the touchboard hammering out a protracted compile command. A stream of text rocketed down the terminal window and finally:
.\compile completed, log written to proj\cider\complog.txt
Ty allowed himself a brief smile before taking a deep breath. He executed his program. Another progress bar titled Manifesting popped up on the screen. Everywhere, diagnostics machinery began to report activity. Ty got to his feet and moved around the table checking every beep and scanning every histogram. Minute after excruciating minute he watched as the process executed. He was giddy with excitement and trembling with nerves all at the same time.
And all at once, it finished. The progress bar on his terminal sat at 100% Complete. The diagnostics equipment that had been monitoring the transfer went silent. Ty could almost hear his heart pounding in his ears.
Back in his chair, he rolled back to the head of the table where he quickly began disconnecting wires. As the last one came away, he lifted the top of the hemisphere - more white hair into place and listened for the pneumatic sip as it sealed. His eyes moved over the covered form with anticipation.
And then he heard a soft, sleepy moan and his heart leapt into his throat. He got to his feet and pushed the chair away. Holding the sheet by one corner, he walked to the end of the table. As the cloth came away, the form of a milky-skinned woman was revealed. It would have been difficult to place her ethnicity somewhere between Asian, Caucasian, and black. She was perfectly proportioned Ty had been sure of that. Her hair was stark white, straight, and shoulder length with bangs cut straight across. Her eyes were a silvery blue color and danced as she came to gaze upon Ty standing at the end of the bed.
Its very nice to see you, my love. She said, her full lips curling into a beaming smile. Her teeth gleamed white.
Very nice indeed, Sidera. Ty replied as he moved to her side. She watched his every move intently drinking in his physicality after having only known him from the other side of a keyboard for so long. He lifted his fingers to touch the perfect skin of her cheek and she could not help but close her eyes and moan at the sensation. Her whole body was alive with feeling and every little touch was absolute ecstasy.
Kiss me, she whispered. Ty moved close and brushed his lips to hers. Her eyes were still closed but it seemed as though a billion colors erupted before her eyes when he kissed her. His lips were soft but the kiss was firm. She surrendered to it utterly. Ty parted Sideras lips with his tongue and she responded in kind. Her arms slipped around him and her fingers wound into his hair as they kissed. Ty let his hands wander. Through her silken hair down to her shoulders and down further until he held one of her breasts in his hand. The nipple responded to his touch and Sidera breathed a quick gasp of delight. Ty kissed her again and moved his other hand down her flat stomach, pausing briefly to trace two slow circles around her bellybutton, then down further. With two fingers, Ty rubbed her sex and listened to her tiny squeals and cries. She was soaking wet already. Her eyes closed, Sidera bit her lip and lounged her head back. Ty opened her with two fingers and slipped one inside while Sidera moaned deep in her throat.
Oh yes. She said through a long moan. I can feel you inside me. I can actually feel you. Ty began moving his finger slowly in and out of her and she responded by thrusting her hips. As he pleasured her, he drank in every nuance of her body. The body hed given her but that had already become fully hers as though hed only provided the outline while her persona had made it real. And made it beautiful.
I can feel she stammered. He knew shed be getting close to her first orgasm. He moved his thumb up and rubbed on her clit, swirling around it in tight circles. Sidera exploded. Her hips bucked and her legs clamped closed around his hand and arm. She held Ty tightly and screamed.
Oh fuck, oh fuck! Her spine went rigid, her ass lifted off the table. She came hard.
Minutes passed as the waves of her pleasure slowly subsided. Finally, she opened her eyes and smiled up at Ty. I want some more, please.
Ty pulled his shirt off, undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants. She watched closely as he pulled them down and her eyes widened when she saw his cock. Tentatively, she reached out and took him in her hand. He was rock hard and oozing, but she was astonished at how soft it felt to her. Slowly, she stroked its length and marveled at how perfect it seemed. Ty moaned.
Pulling himself up on the table, Ty straddled Sideras chest. Eagerly, she leaned her head forward and swallowed his cock. He pumped his hips, thrusting his cock down her throat. She took him all in easily and moaned her own pleasure at the feeling of sucking him. Ty looked down into Sideras eyes and knew he had to fuck her. It was time.
Pulling out of her mouth, Ty moved himself down between her legs. Grasping his cock by the base, he rubbed the head up and down her smooth, hairless slit. Sidera writhed with pleasure and anticipation.
It has been six years in the making, Ty said. Sidera smiled and touched his face.
Do it. Put it inside of me. Fuck me. She said. Ty thrust his hips and entered her. Her pussy was a vice around his cock. She gasped and came right away and Ty waited until her orgasm subsided. Ty began to slowly fuck her. Looking down between their bodies, Sidera could see his cock pushing in and sliding out of her. What she couldnt believe was how her whole body felt each thrust. Every micron of her form was alight with the pure endless ecstasy of that simple coupling. She never wanted it to end.
Sweating and grunting, Ty began to speed up his thrusts. Beneath him, Sideras breasts bounced and swayed with the motion of their fucking. Her head was thrashing and with ever moment, she was becoming louder and more vocal. He felt her lift her legs up over his hips and cross her ankles around the small of his back and soon she was cumming again. As she bucked and screamed, her pussy pulsed with spasms around Tys cock. It was more than he could handle.
Im coming, he groaned and thrust in to her as far as he could go. His orgasm hit him like a supernova. His consciousness seemed to explode into a billion shards that fell like stardust across the universe. His cock loosed jet after thick jet of warmth deep inside of Sidera. She could feel it begin to leak out of her and trickle down toward the table.
An eternity passed before Ty regained his senses. Hed collapsed onto Sideras chest and shed quietly stroked his hair while he recuperated. Now he lifted himself off of her only so he could kiss her deeply. When their lips parted again, Ty smiled down at her.
Id say this project has been a great success.
Sidera laughed and Ty thought it was the most beautiful laugh hed ever heard.