Pink Planet

by Jon R. Meyers

  “Want one?” he asked Flea.

  Flea nodded his head and looked at the clock on the wall.

  “So, what’d you got planned tonight?” Milo asked, as he took a big bite of his sandwich, smearing whipped cream above his upper lip. Enough to pile up and lick off after each bite.

  “I don’t know. I should probably get going soon. I gotta let Snouk out, man” Flea said, smacking his lips together like some old dude didn’t have his dentures in.

  “Ah, I gotcha’,” Milo said, not really caring but disappointed to have nobody to share his Pink Planet excitement with.

  “Yeah…” Flea said, hesitating, feeling Milo’s loneliness starting to bottle up and spill through his words, “I can stay if you want?”

  “Nah, it’s cool,” Milo said. “I understand.”

  Flea really had to walk Snouk but just after watching the tutorial from Pink Planet, he kind of wanted to go home and just masturbate, in fact, it was all he could really think about since the game started.

  “Alright man,” Flea said, finishing up his sandwich, “I think I’m just going to go now,” he said.

  “That’s cool, man. I’ll see you later,” Milo replied, thinking about how he really just wanted to go check out Level One, and thinking that if the game was anything like the tutorial, he was in for a very exciting and action-packed evening. The more Milo thought about it, the more he was okay with being by himself. The game was that fucking sick.

  “Later, man…” Flea said, running out the door.

  Milo threw his paper plate in the garbage can by the sink. He headed back downstairs, picked up his NATARI controller, and wiped off the sweat. The 70’s funk porno music blared from the television set; Pink Planet was still there waiting for him on the title screen when he got back.

  “It’s on,” Milo thought to himself, as he clicked the BEGIN GAME blip, and started Level One.

  Kat met Mr. Murdock at The Alley a place conveniently named after its location. It was a burger joint that sat between Fluke and Damien, surrounded by a big bunch of random odds and end kinds of shops.

  “Hey, teach,” Kat said to Murdock, as he sat down next to her at the same booth.

  “So, what’ll it be?” he asked, snapping a quick look at his wrist watch checking the time.

  “I’m thinking anal, Mr. M,” Kat said, smiling and adjusting her black halter-top, pressing her tits up so he could take an eyeful.

  Murdock smiled and laughed, “Oh, Kat not much has changed after all these years, huh?”

  “Nope and I’m still wet,” she added, laughing.

  The trashy waitress approached the table, “What would you two lovebirds like to drink?” she asked. Kat noticed her makeup was extra thick today, probably because her boyfriend beat the shit out of her before her shift.

  “Uhmmm, can I get a water with two lemons…” Kat said, still looking at the menu. Kat really didn’t know what she wanted to eat. Her vagina was craving Mr. Murdock. But, her mouth? It kind of wanted him too. Each pulsating thrust of her vagina lips rubbed harder against her black latex pants. She wasn’t wearing any panties, either.

  “Sure… and for you?” The waitress asked, looking at Mr. Murdock.

  “Uhmmm, how about Coke?” he said, glancing at her thick eye makeup, too.

  “You know what you want to eat yet?” she asked.

  “Not yet, can we maybe have a minute?” Kat said.

  “Sure thing, I’ll be right out with those drinks,” the waitress replied.

  Kat busted out laughing as soon as she left the table, “And look at that trashy bitch’s ass,” she said, laughing hysterically.

  “That’s not very nice, Kat,” Mr. Murdock said, laughing, “Her boyfriend just beat the shit out of her before she started her shift.”

  The two of them looked into each other’s eyes and laughed together.

  It was like old times, the two of them, staring into each other’s eyes and getting lost in the moment.

  Kat felt her vagina twitch and wondered if Mr. M had an erection yet. She tried to dress extra hot for him because it’d been so long since she’d seen him and she wanted to look hot.

  “You look good this evening…” Murdock said.

  Kat’s eyes currently prowling his as she tapped her foot onto his penny loafers underneath the table.

  “How bad do you want to fuck me?” she asked.

  Murdock laughed and thought about it for a second (he was a married man after all), “On a scale of one to ten? I’d say about a fifteen.” Kat laughed, her smile breaking out into outer space, “Are you even hungry?” Mr. Murdock asked.

  “Not for food,” Kat said with an even bigger smile.

  “What are you hungry for then?” Murdock asked, looking into her big sexy eyes.

  Kat batted her eyelids like fucking diamonds in the ocean.

  “Your cock…” she whispered, “How much time you have?”

  Flea got home and Snouk was still sleeping in the corner, “Wake up,” he said. Snouk rolled over and fell back asleep. “What the fuck?” he said to himself, grabbing his laptop and firing up the internet.

  Flea went to his favorite porn site, one that had clips from everywhere, all the big porno companies, all the small porno companies, a barrage of homemade films, and a select few of them that probably weren’t even legal.

  Flea clicked the search bar and started typing.

  Big tits, space alien tentacles, anal sex, ass to mouth, big black robots fucking hot milfs.

  He cleared the search bar and started typing again.

  Solo amateur fuck slut drinking gallons of cum through glory holes in truck stops and/or trailer parks.

  Flea didn’t know what he wanted to watch. He cleared the search bar again and typed.

  Blonde bimbo cumswap semen loads and blow bubbles into each other’s mouths while husband watches anal fuck party with MILF’s big tits seducing babysitter convention in the mouth fucked ass to ass compilation sweat fucking vaginal fluid wasted drunk party girl gives head in boyfriend’s car while getting gangbanged in all orifices.

  Flea scrolled through the possible matches, “Big Titty Milf Blow Fucks Her Boss in the Ass…” “Trailer Park Bitch Gets her Ass Ultra-Stuffed with Sharp Razor Vegetables…” “Amateur Teen Couple Titfuck a SexBot in the mouth…” “Nun Orgy In Confessional Booth Glory Hole Swallows Wad Sluts…” “Upskirt Sewage Cams Dot Com”.

  Upskirt Sewage Cams dot com was something of a different breed in the porn industry (not specifically what Flea wanted to wank to now) but, a golden site nonetheless. Upskirt was an innovative way of watching chicks ejaculate online. First person POV of a chick’s insides. Basically a laparoscope (or equivalent used for rotor-rooting sewage drains, checking for leaks/debris/animal remains, etc.) was inserted into a girl’s pee hole and from there, one could watch her insides on a live feed the entire time. It looked crazy inside when a girl came. Flea loved that shit.

  Flea continued looking through pages upon pages of possible search matches, before looking for someone that looked like Kat. Flea hated that he felt this way, but if you can’t beat em’, join em’. He thought about her a couple of times when he fluffed it.

  That’s it, he thought to himself.

  He found some chick that looked exactly like Kat; her name was Desiree Desire, a pornstar from Yellowdale, OH.

  Her body rocked Flea’s cock as he touched himself.

  Snouk rolled over and looked at Flea with his dick in his hands like, “What the fuck?”

  Chapter 10

  Milo went back to his room, clicked the A button, and started level one.

  LEVEL ONE.

  The screen faded out from the title screen into another cheesy bedroom setting. A bed in the middle of a large room (this time exposing a barrage of camcorders bordering the bed).

  Milo thought it looked just like a scene from a porno.

  Big Daddy Vigilante VS. Amy Analick, the screen flashed.

  Milo walked Big Daddy Vigilan
te over to the bed. He looked around the screen. Nobody was there. He waited for a couple of moments until a knock on the door, an over dramatized knock and as the wood on the door sounded—Daddy Vigilante went into slow motion mode with a confused expression on his face that read, “Hmmm, I wonder who this could be?”

  Milo pressed the A button to open the door.

  Amy Analick stood outside wearing a trench coat, triggering a video clip that blared cheesy 70’s porn music.

  “What can I do you for?” Big Daddy Vigilante asked. He was wearing only his boxer shorts. His muscles were tight and bold like a body builder.

  Amy Analick giggled, “Hey there you piece of sexy hunk-meat. I’ll let you do me for free, detective.”

  One of those, Milo thought to himself, as he double bashed the A button to skip the video, and get down to business.

  Amy Analick stood up on the bed in her trench coat. She started dancing like a gypsy—erotically. Daddy Vigilante started to touch himself. Milo bashed a couple of buttons in hopes that it would trigger some fuck action.

  He then pressed the A button and Big Daddy Vigilante pulled his cock out and started masturbating.

  Amy Analick smiled as she started doing the same thing, unbuttoning her trench coat buttons with her right hand, her other hand stroking the kitty cat, her C cups starting to peer out from her sexy lingerie underneath.

  Amy taunted Big Daddy Vigilante. “You packing heat, baby?” she asked, grabbing the thick bulge in his pants.

  Big Daddy Vigilante grew a rock hard erection, “I guess so,” Amy Analick muttered, continuing to unbutton the rest of her trench coat, further exposing the pink bra and panties she’d been hiding.

  “Damn, you got some nice shit,” he said.

  Milo laughed and bashed some more buttons.

  Amy Analick smiled like a dirty slut craving the D. She started at Big Daddy Vigilante’s belt with her teeth. She pulled his pants down with her mouth and found his dick. Amy Analick was into big dicks, and, Big Daddy Vigilante had a fucking big dick.

  She pulled his pants down as her lips wrapped around his cock. This triggered another video clip where Big Daddy Vigilante’s huge cock fell down to the ground and Amy Analick jumped on it like a cartoon, laid down, and stroked the shit of it. His dick was as big as her. She rested her tits over his thick dick, moaning.

  The video clip ended, leaving Milo in the middle of Amy Analick flipping around reverse cowgirl on Big Daddy Vigilante’s giant cock shaft, while rubbing her clit on it.

  Milo performed a spank combo while Amy blew the shit out of Big Daddy Vigilante. She could barely fit it in her mouth.

  “Uhhh,” she moaned, letting out orgasmic sounds as Milo rapidly performed the same combo, spanking the shit out of her ass, and was getting tons of points.

  Amy Analick’s ass had reddened handprints all over it, as she slobber dripped Big Daddy Vigilante’s hard cock—spit slobber oozing from her hot, young fuck mouth. It even looked like she was deep-throating that shit.

  A, X, B, Y, L, R, U, D, D, L, R, Milo bashed on the NATARI controller.

  Big Daddy Vigilante then grabbed Amy Analick by her pigtails and ripped off her panties, before licking her butthole.

  He spit on it, “Uhhh,” she moaned.

  Milo pressed the X button to jab Big Daddy Vigilante’s erection into her ass, “Doggystyle, bitch,” he said, smiling.

  Amy Analick loved every second of her ass being rammed until Big Daddy Vigilante pulled his cock out and shot his load all over it.

  Milo did another combo, which made him get down on his knees and lick Amy Analick’s asshole while it dripped all of his semen out of it.

  Ass to fucking mouth, he thought.

  The next screen showed Milo’s score followed by his combo points.

  Milo rocked that shit.

  LEVEL ONE, COMPLETE.

  Chapter 11

  The phone rang.

  “Hello,” Milo said, answering it. He needed to take break from the game anyway.

  It was Flea.

  “Whattup, man?” he said.

  “Nothing, dude, this game rocks,” he said, shaking the video gamer ache out of his hands and fingers, cracking his knuckles, and going back to the kitchen to grab another snack.

  “Yeah? Where you at?” Flea asked.

  “I just beat level one and went through the tutorial. It was totally some hot bitch wearing a trench coat, until she took it off, wearing pink panties and shit. Dude had like this giant dick the size of her and she face-timed the shit out of that shit,” Milo said, getting way too excited from video game porn.

  “No way, man?” Flea said.

  “Yeah, man—and more…”

  “What are you doing tonight?” Flea asked, looking for something to do. He felt like doing something—anything aside from sitting at home alone.

  “Hmm, not really sure. I’ll probably stay in and keep playing this shit,” Milo said, laughing, although, Milo’s obsession with video games really wasn’t very funny, in fact, it was probably more sickening than anything, especially to the loved ones around him.

  “Go figure,” Flea said, laughing with Milo, “well, maybe I’ll come back over and check some more of that shit out.”

  “Sounds good, peace, man,” Milo said, rushing off the phone, back to the kitchen, and then back to his room again.

  Pink Planet awaited him like a bad habit.

  Like his bad video game habit and obsession with Molly Methhead.

  LEVEL TWO.

  So far Milo thought Pink Planet was everything that it was sought out to be. It had all the right action, hot sex scenes, solid gameplay, controls, everything was just how it should be. Pink Planet was the ultimate video game, ever.

  Milo pressed the A button to start level two.

  A video clip shortly followed, beginning the level with a video of some fat fuck jumping onto a waterbed. Milo knew it was a waterbed by the way it popped and splashed water at the camera before soaking the floor. Slippery, spilly, soaking wet like, Mariah Milk, the big tit pornstar.

  The fat fuck was Bruce Deuce.

  Bruce Deuce was a fucking fat fuck with a small dick. A dick so small it resembled one of those Japanese porn blurs on the screen.

  After the waterbed popped and the floor was soaked, Mariah Milk entered the room carrying two old fashioned glass milk jugs over her big, puffy nipples. They called her Mariah Milk because her tits were huge.

  Those things are like those gigantor fake Asian ones, Milo thought to himself.

  Mariah Milk comes over to the bed and says, “You’ve got MILK now, baby boy.”

  She takes one of the bottles of milk and starts rubbing her clit with it, the small tiny Japanese blur dick on the screen moves up half a centimeter. Milo could barely even see it.

  Bruce Deuce was ready for fucking action.

  The video clip ends, leaving Milo pressing the X button to whistle at Mariah Milk. She walks over and spreads her tits around Bruce Deuces small fucking blur cock.

  Milo bashed the buttons on the NATARI controller and began tit-fucking Mariah’s huge milk jugs.

  X, X, U, U, POWER SLAM!

  Bruce Deuce pulled his small dick out of her huge black tits and slammed it back in there, “Your milk shakes take all the boys to the yard,” Bruce Deuce said, being a douchebag.

  Milo performed another combo and made Bruce Deuce cum a big load all over her face. Cum slowly leaked off of her face and onto her big tits, like a fucking big tit milkshake. Mariah’s black skin looked like an Oreo smothered in douche semen.

  “Mmhmm, I like that shit,” Mariah Milk said, rubbing Bruce Deuce’s splatter across the large concaves dangling from her chest. “Damn, Daddy,” she said, laughing belligerently. She stared at him like a ferocious lion.

  The screen faded out and read…

  LEVEL COMPLETE.

  Chapter 12

  Milo spent the next week indoors cooped up in front of the television set, NATARI controller in hand play
ing Pink Planet. He’d even managed to lose track of time. Losing track of time to the point where he hadn’t even realized that it’d been over a week since he’d heard from Kat or bathed. His body odor was starting to get repulsive.

  Where was Kat anyway?

  Milo remembered talking to Flea a couple of days ago. He’d told em’ all about how Snouk had learned how to roll over, “Like a fucking dog, man,” Flea said. Milo genuinely thought that this was an amazing accomplishment. Think about it, a big black tarantula that does tricks too? Now, that was some golden type shit.

  Milo’s palm was bruised black and blue from rocking the joystick. His fingertips didn’t look much better. He just couldn’t stop. He was all about Pink Planet. The more he thought about it, he hadn’t seen Flea either. He was supposed to come over the other day, which in Milo time, it could’ve been weeks. Flea never made it over that day and aside from that one-time he hadn’t even spoke to him much either.

  Milo was eat, sleeping, and dreaming Pink Planet—just like he knew he would. It happened every time a new game came out. But, this one was different. Maybe even for the worse. He didn’t even have energy to masturbate. Pink Planet had all the sex he needed for the time being.

  Milo picked up his phone.

  No missed calls.

  No voicemails.

  No… nothing.

  He dialed Kat’s phone.

  No answer.

  He dialed Flea’s phone.

  “Whattup, man?” Flea said, answering the phone.

  “Not much man… Just taking a break from the game,” Milo said and then asking, “You see Kat around lately?”

  “Nah man,” Flea said, keeping it short, “Haven’t seen her… what’s going on?”

  Milo hesitated knowing what Flea thought about Kat already, but couldn’t help it, he was kind of beginning to feel infuriated by the fact that he hadn’t seen or spoke to her in over a week. What the fuck, he thought. “I don’t know… I haven’t seen or talked to her for like a week, man,” he said.

  “Really? Dude, that’s sort of fucked up,” Flea said, continuing, “I don’t know what to tell you… Want me to try her phone for you?”