“Maaan, I really miss my dick!” complained Crystal, as she leisurely stroke her clit with her index and thumb. She lay half-naked across a red faux leather couch, reaching her crotch from behind a pale thick thigh which calf was perched over one of the three squeaky back-pillows, her curly brown hair spilling over the sofa’s padded arm.
“Whyyy?” moaned Trixie, as she rolled her dark olive eyes over silver aviator sunglasses, wearing nothing else but black lace-up opened-toe stilettos. She squatted on all four, next to the sofa with her long slim legs wide opened, while supporting her weight with her hands on the floor below her center of gravity. Her sweaty long straight black hair dangled up and down of a tightly fastened ponytail as her wide tanned hips vigorously pumped a big purple suction-cup-dildo fixed to the sleek white floor. “Haven’t you climaxed… like five times… in the last hour?” she managed to ask panting.
“More like…” she stopped her wrist-work to lick her fingers, her dark green eyes looking upwards and her mouth down-turned as she pondered.” Her not so chubby belly exposed below a stretched white short-sleeved see-through blouse that barely contained her natural heavy breasts. “Four! That last one was so short, it didn’t even count!” she moistened her index and heart fingers down to the knuckles and rubbed them against her thumb as she resume her posture.
“Then, why do you complain?” asked Trixie her incredibly perky teardrop-shaped breasts, a bit too big for her frame, loomed over her skinny ribcage.
“Mmm, that’s more like it!” she exclaimed as she spread the moisture between her smooth plump lips. “I mean it’s nice not having to wait an hour to go at it again.”
“An hour?!” asked Trixie bitting her lower lip amid rhythmic dampen sounds.
“Yes, an hour!” snapped Crystal with annoyed big eyes, resuming her quick wrist-work. “The thing is that now it’s just takes me too much effort to climax” she confessed.
“As opposed to what? A minute and a half for an idle hour?” replied Trixie sardonically, taking a short break. “You’ve literally orgasmed once every ten minutes for the past sixty minutes. No man can do that!” Her purple toy being engulfed almost in its entirety as she leaned forward to wipe her temple with the back of her left hand. “But, you’re new… You just gotta give it some time…” she said as the pumping resumed.
“I wish I had a vibrator already! That way I could climax much faster!” said Crystal as she also circled, over her blouse, the faded shadow of her wide pinkish red areolae with her fingertips.
“You’ll need to master your clit, first.” *thud thud* “You don’t wanna get your clit locked to vibrations only” *thud thud* Showcased between her slender arms and delicate shoulders, little did her big perky breasts bounce as she worked her hips up and down.”Once you’re granted toy privileges…” *thud thud* “…you’ll work your way up.” explained Trixie.
“Ugh, but I’m still fifty points away from unlocking a vibrator!” complained Crystal getting annoyedly excited.
“The more you whine, the fewer points *They’ll* give you!” *thud thud* “Plus, you still masturbate like a man!” *thud thud*.
“Well, I did say I missed my dick. Didn’t I?” moaned Crystal, her cheeks blushed.
“Just wait until you unlock toys” *thud thud* “Once you get to know your clit…” *thud thud* “in and out… and” *thud thud thud* “you find that sweet-spot” *thud thud thud* “You’ll be begging to get” *thud thud thud* “FUUUUUCK!’ A few clear streams of a clear liquid that almost spanned the length of the sofa bursted out from her sex as she orgasmed, while most of it gushed out between her legs.
Trixie lifted her hips out of her toy and collapsed on her side with her legs closed. A thick white paste trickled down the purple cock impaled in front of her and on the back her thighs.
“When you learn how to *CUM*, you’ll stop taking about your tiny dick” exclaimed Trixie, exhausted.
“Hey, it was above average!” replied Crystal, close to finishing.
“You better keep jerking off!” said Trixie reaching for a remote control on her right. “Okay, guys show’s over! See you next Thursday! Byeee!” she said as she turned the cam in front of them off.
In the future advances in technologies like NeuralLynk, Bio3DPrinting and gene-editing techniques like CRISPR-CAS9, allowed humans to transfer their minds to artificially made bodies. As it has been since almost the beginning of recorded history, a quick way of making a buck was sex-working. Caming was not necessarily the most profitable, but it certainly was the most accessible one; provided that you were willing to done a completely new body the company of choice gave you based on popular demand and undergo said body training. Trainees where paired with more experienced partners for coaching and to test engagement. All Trixie hoped was that newb Crytal’s whining didn’t affect her rating.
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