Virtual Reality Love
#16 of Stories
Okay, so here I am. I just got home after a running about ten miles. I make it to my front...
Okay, so here I am. I just got home after a running about ten miles. I make it to my front door to see a small package sitting there. I wondered how long it was going to take before it got here. I picked it up and looked at it.
The labeling and art on the package were rather vivid with many vibrant colors on it. This was a program I ordered more than six months ago. Well in advance before the Christmas rush. I read the name of the program to myself quietly: Virtual Reality Love.
Naturally when I heard about this months ago, it got me curious. After all, I am a gamer. I rushed inside my house and closed the door. As I sat by my computer I opened the package. Inside of it was a single CD and... a pair of stretchy pants and a shirt?! How odd. I pick them up. Actually the clothes seem a bit heavy. It's then I notice that both the shirt and pants are lined with wiring, which runs all over.
Assuming I'm supposed to wear them for some strange reason, I decide to put the clothes on. I strip off everything I have on to make room. A perfect fit, though the wiring woven into the clothes does feel a bit odd. All that's left in the box is the CD. I take out the CD and boot up my computer before putting it in. I'm greeted by a smooth talking, yet somehow soothing male voice. I'd guess the voice would be someone in his twenties.
The voice asks me my name. I type it in. He repeats it back to me using some rather interesting flattery. I have to admit, despite this being a computer, hearing the male speak my voice gives me a slight shiver. Suddenly the screen changes, and now I can see a person on my computer screen. I guess it must be the person who is talking to me.
"My my, Puppy, you look tired. How about I help you relax," the voice says. The person on the screen walks forward, and as he reaches his hand out, I suddenly feel the sensation of someone touching my shoulder. I look around, but there's no one there. "I'll make you feel nice and relaxed, Puppy. Just leave it to me."
I quickly type 'Okay', and it seems that he got the response. Suddenly I could feel two hands, one on each shoulder, as the man on the screen disappeared. The sensations made now were like that of me being massaged. I let out a soft moan as I feel him work his hands into my shoulder muscles then slowly work their way down.
It's weird. Even though my back is against a chair, I can feel everything as if he were touching me himself. He reaches the center of my back. Quickly, I get back to the keyboard. 'Right there' I tell him. He seems to understand, as I can feel the massage getting a bit more intense. The sensations send shivers throughout my body as the simulated massage makes me let out several more moans.
Suddenly, he stops. I see him on the screen again, and he has a smile on his face. I barely have time to ask why he seems so happy before I feel him reach forward again; this time stroking my chest ever so lightly. As before, I can feel it as if he's really touching me. I hear him make another gentle laugh. 'How does that feel,' he asks me.
'Good,' is my reply. Keeping it short and simple as to not interfere with what he's doing. I feel him use a single finger to trace down my chest and stomach. Again, it makes me laugh a little. I see him duck down momentarily before I feel what can only be described as him nuzzling my stomach with his head. I reach down out of instinct and rub the area where I can feel him rubbing me, which, surprisingly, prompts another response. 'You're very soft,' he tells me.
Clearly, whoever designed this program knew exactly how to make a guy feel loved. I blushed as I typed another quick thank you. Suddenly, I felt something I hadn't expected. Now, in addition to the nuzzling I was getting, I could feel him fondling me. The pulsing sensation I was getting had to be coming from him squeezing my sac. It felt so nice, and it actually felt a tad warm. I could feel my cock getting hard inside of the wired suit, which was obviously the reaction intended.
Several more times, he squeezed my sac until he somehow knew I was fully hard. The next thing I felt was the unmistakable feeling of him taking my cock into his mouth. For this being a simple wired suit, the reactions it gave off were incredibly amazing. I could feel him working my cock's length with his wet tongue. I had absolutely no idea how I could feel it, but I sure enough could. The moisture moved along my cock as he did his work. The heat coming from his warm breath seemed so incredibly realistic. I have to actually struggle to get to the keyboard again to give my gratitude for the service I was getting, to which, his response was to go faster. If he kept this up, I surely wasn't going to last much longer.
He continued working my length with his mouth, and began using one free hand to fondle my sac once more. I could literally feel his fingers rolling my orbs around, though I still had no idea how it was even possible. At this point, though, it felt too good for me to even care anymore. All I knew is that I was having one of the best sexual experiences of my life, and I was getting it through a combination of a computer and some rather strange clothing.
Over and over, he licked my cock, wetting everything down, or at least that was how it felt. The squeezing of my sac was a well needed touch too. Every time I felt him squeeze was another second closer to the orgasm I'm sure he knew was coming.
Just when I thought I couldn't get any more surprises, I suddenly felt the sensation near my ass hole. He was playing with my ass now. By the feel of it, he was gently circling his moistened finger around the ring of my ass hole. I nearly jumped up out of my seat from the sensation I now felt. This was far beyond anything I ever expected. Closer and closer I was getting to orgasm, and faster and faster, the male worked my cock.
Finally the vibrations were too much for me and I let out a long exhausted groan, blowing my load in the pants I was wearing. It was almost a mind blowing experience, and I sat there for several seconds panting as the man before me appeared on screen once more. "I bet you really enjoyed that, didn't you," the male asked.
'Yes, I did,' I typed back. What happened next, though, surprised me so much I fell out of the chair. Suddenly I felt someone wrap their arms around my waist. I looked at the computer screen, but the man hadn't moved. Then I realized, the feeling of the arms around me weren't simulated, but real. I turned to look to see the same man I saw from the computer program staring me right in the face.
"Hello there, Puppy." He said to me.
"I... but... how." I stammered. I didn't know what to say.
"Relax, I designed the program you just got finished with," he told me. "You don't need to be afraid. I didn't magically come to life or anything like that. I saw when you picked up the package and thought I'd see how you liked it, then once I saw you were enjoying yourself, I decided to come inside and say hello."
This was just getting weirder by the second. "Why did you follow me?" I asked. "Why are you here and not with anyone else that has the program.
"Because," he replied. "No one else has it. It's just you." He gave a sort of smile as he looked me over, chuckling when he saw the wet spot that had soaked into the pants from my cum. "My name's Buster Quill," he said, introducing himself. Actually it took me until just then to realize that he was, in fact, a porcupine. I wonder why I hadn't noticed that before.
"I'm Spot... just Spot." I told him. I always hated my last name.
"Well, Spot," Buster said with a smile. "I'm glad to see, as it appears, that you enjoyed my little program so much. You're welcome to keep it as long as you like, but I'm just curious, would you like to cuddle with the real me for a while?"
I didn't answer right away. I had gone from getting off by the use of a computer program one minute to having the very person that created it asking me to bed with him. It seemed a little odd. After a few seconds I looked at him and smiled. "You know something, Buster. I'd love to."
And that's how the night ended. And don't give me grief about porcupine quills making it hard to make love. It isn't true, provided you know what to do, and Buster definitely did. If he didn't, I wouldn't still be dating him now... three years later.
THE END