by Marie Moody
Jane immediately knew what I was doing, and used her hand to direct my cock into her tight cunt. My other cock was standing up between us, and Pauline finally understood what I was doing. She climbed onto the bed and sat astride my cock, and then started to ride me. Both Jane and I were moving. I was moving down; she was moving up. After a few moments, we were in sync, and both of them were being fucked. The cries of pleasure filled the room, and the feel of two tight pussies surrounding my cocks felt unbelievable.
I hoped that the cameras were capturing all of this, as it would look incredible on film. Pauline’s breasts were bouncing up and down as she rode my cock, so I reached up and grabbed them. Jane was managing to take all of my other cock, by using her arms to push forward and pull back. Their cries echoed throughout the room, and then I started to cum again.
I was pulling Pauline’s nipples hard as I did so, and felt my cock twitch as the first load shot out. She purposely ground her hips onto my cock when it was at its deepest, and upon looking down, I could see the semen escaping from the sides and running down her legs. I couldn’t see Jane’s pussy, but I could feel the dampness as I carried on coming.
By the time I’d decided to end it all, they were exhausted. I got off the bed and thanked them both for a wonderful time, before cleaning myself up. They couldn’t stop thanking me for what I’d done, and told me that if I ever needed a job to look them up. I remembered Recall at that moment and realized that Lucy was right. You really could lose yourself inside this program. I mean, none of this was real, yet it all seemed too real if you know what I mean.
When I left the hotel, I literally bumped into my next target, although I didn’t know it at the time. She wasn’t looking where she was going. I apologized, just as she did. I noticed as our eyes met how attractive she was. Her hair was blond, and her figure was perfect. She had a very slim figure and a beautiful face. We got to talking, and when we discovered we were headed in the same direction, we walked together.
She was from Texas, and her name was Carol. I kept getting the urge to chat her up, which is when it clicked. She was my next target, but strangely, she was flirting with me. I couldn’t help wondering how the Recall Program knew the kind of person that attracted me. I guessed it was all buried inside my mind, and the machine was capable of extracting that information. We talked, and stopped along the way to grab an ice cream. She informed me that she lived one block over and asked if I’d care for a drink.
Of course, I said yes, and off we went. Once in her apartment, she poured a couple of cold beers, and we sat to talk again. I couldn’t help wondering why I was so attracted to this woman. I’m usually only mildly interested, but for some reason, I wanted Carol badly. I boldly asked her if she were a lesbian, and she told me that she was bisexual. I confessed that I was also. That conversation seemed to clear the air, as the next thing I know, Carol is touching my leg.
I leaned over to kiss her, and she returned the kiss. At that point, she asked me to follow her and led me into the bedroom. I intended to act like a woman this time, as I wanted to see what it would be like without all the she-male stuff going on. Boy was I in for a shock.
We got onto the bed, kissing and removing clothing from one another, and before long; we were both naked. I started the action off by assuming the 69 position, and started to lick her clit. She followed suit, and the moans and murmurs could soon be heard around the room. Then, just as we were getting into it, a cock appeared from between her legs.
“Oh my god, you’re a she-male?”
She stopped licking me and laughed, before continuing. I placed my mouth around her growing cock, and started to suck the end.
“I must say, you’re taking it very well,” said Carol.
I stopped sucking for a second.
“That’s because I know something you don’t,” I replied.
When she started to ask me what that something was, I produced my own cock. She laughed with surprise, and then started to suck as well. It seemed so surreal for both of us women to be sucking each other’s cocks, but I for one, loved it. We were both able to take the cocks into our mouths and down our throats, which was something I knew would be virtually impossible in the real world. I used a finger on Carol; she followed suit, and for a while, we lost ourselves in the moment.
When I came for the first time, it was via my womanly parts, and not the realistic cock. I knew that I was going to cum from my cock though, only this time, I stopped it from happening, as I wanted to save that for later. Carol must have had similar thoughts as she stopped herself from coming as well. Then we changed position, which turned out to be the best one I’d tried so far. I was lying on my back while Carol was on top of me, but because she was holding herself up with both hands on either side of me, I could stroke my cock as she fucked me.
Each time she went in deep, I realized what it must have felt like for all those other girls I’d fucked along the way. I also realized that I was approaching an orgasm ten minutes in, that was going to rival any that had come before it. When it happened, my feet tingled first, and the sensation traveled all along my legs, ending at my crotch. Then she came, and pulled her cock free to explode all over my stomach. I completed the picture when I felt the surge coming up my cock, and carried on stroking as it spurted out onto my breasts and neck.
I quickly saw that Carol had mastered the art of coming repeatedly, so I carried on coming as well. We were both crying out with sheer pleasure, although I was the only one being covered in salty white semen. When we finally stopped it all, I stood up from the bed and found that it was literally dripping off me. I quickly cleaned myself up in the shower and returned to the bedroom. We talked for a while, and then I was waking up in the Recall chair.
“Okay Rebecca, your time is up. How was it?” said Lucy.
“Oh Lucy, it was incredible. I can’t wait to try it again,” I replied.
“That’s good; I’m glad you enjoyed it in there. Oh, incidentally, before you go, there are a few people waiting to see you out in the waiting room,” said Lucy.
I wondered who that could be, so I thanked her once again and made my way to the exit. I was in for a shock when I entered the waiting room. There, sitting and waiting patiently were Janet, Carol, Jane, Pauline and Candy. They didn’t exactly look like the girls I met in the Recall chair, as most of them had a few more pounds in real life, but they were close enough for me to recognize them.
“Oh my god, I thought you were all constructs of the Recall Program; I didn’t know you actually existed,” I said.
“We were all in there, but we all chose different programs. Except for me and you, I was there using the she-male program as well,” said Carol.
“Jane and I were in there using the porn industry fantasy. We were told that if we used the extreme option, we might get to meet other like-minded people who were using Recall as well,” said Pauline.
“Yes, I think we all picked the extreme option, but until you came into my show, I wasn’t sure how it was going to be extreme. I really enjoyed what you did,” said Candy, who actually looked very much like she did on the stage.
“I went in, using the bisexual program, and I also chose the extreme option. I didn’t realize that the people I saw in there would be others using the Recall Program. Like Rebecca, I thought they would all be constructs made up from our minds,” said Janet.
“Can I make a suggestion; let’s be friends from now on? First though, I have this burning need to both eat and talk about our experiences,” I said.
They all agreed straight away, and we went off to the nearest bar to grab a drink and a sandwich. I found out that Candy had only chosen an hour, so I was the only person she met in there. Janet had paid for three hours and had another adventure to relay, which she did while missing out the adventure she had with me. She did go on to say that, she’d enjoyed my part of it the most though.
Carol had also only paid for an hour and that I was her second encounter in there. Jane and Paulin
e had three other adventures in there, but none compared to the one they had with me. I then told them I’d had twelve hours, and they were jealous. They all wanted to know what happened with all the other girls in the group. None of them minded me sharing the stories, so I spilled it all. I was getting nods from each of them as I told their parts of my story, and it felt as if we were talking for hours.
We didn’t want it to end when it came time to split up, so I asked them all back to my place for a night cap, and that way they’d know where I lived, and we could hook up again sometime down the road. They all agreed, so off we went.
Once in my home, we sat around in the sitting room talking the night away. At one point, Candy was telling them all about what I’d done on the stage, and even set the scene by stripping down to her underwear. She told them how I’d picked her up, and was fucking her with two cocks in both holes. I had the urge to get up and show them what position I was in, and when I bent over to pretend to pick Candy up, she left the floor. I wondered how in god’s name I achieved that, when suddenly two cocks shot out of my pussy, ripping holes in my cotton panties.
“We’re still in the chair!” I shouted.
When I looked around, Janet and Pauline were going at it on the floor, while Carol was bending Jane over and taking her from behind.
“The bastards tricked me,” I said, mainly to myself.
I smiled when I turned back to Candy, and immediately pushed my two cocks into her waiting holes. I began to fuck her like before, only with a huge grin plastered across my face. I fucking loved this place.
The End
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About the Author
I’ve been writing erotic stories for years now, well before eReaders came along. The tales you will read by me are my favorite kind of stories. I enjoy entertaining and exciting the readers with stories that are unusual and creative. My favorite genre is the paranormal, but I enjoy the occasional erotic romance. I think the main reason I like to write erotic stories is that I can place a sex scene within almost any storyline. Marie Moody is a pseudonym and not my real name. I want to have fun writing these stories without revealing who I am just yet. I hope you enjoy my tales.