The Year was 2660 and John was about to wake up for the first time in over 300 years. Angry at the everyone, he was cryogenically frozen in an attempt to wake up to a happier world.
The first few weeks were rough, learning to walk again. Learning to eat solid foods. Also, learning new technology and customs. But the biggest shock of all was learning that Earth was no more. They’d been relocated—what was left of them—to a ship that housed nearly one million citizens.
It was a massive operation where every participant had a need. So, why at John been selected when he had been frozen this whole time? As a sort of experiment. They could learn from him.
After a month of physical therapy and education courses, he was given a small room where he would live the rest of his days.
There was a device in his room that could summon anyone or anything at a moments notice. Sort of like a virtual reality without the headset. A hologram of sorts capable of answering every question you could ask it.
“President Lincoln,” John said into the device one evening and soon enough, there was President Lincoln, standing right there before him, ready to have a chat.
“Have you ever had Chinese food?” John asked Lincoln.
“No,” The President said. “I have not.”
John whisked his hand and the hologram disappeared.
John chuckled to himself.
“Hey,” he said towards the device. “What do I have to do around here to get a blowjob?”
Within seconds, a hologram of a prostitute appeared in front of him.
“Hello,” she said. “I hear you’d like a blowjob. Please put the simul-pro on.”
John opened his basket of goodies and rifled through, finding the simul-pro, a small device that he attached to his ear lobe.
“Excellent. Are you ready?” She asked.
He nodded.
“Do you have a preference? Rough? Sloppy? Romantic? Mostly with the hands?”
Her eyes twinkled as she waved her fingers around.
“Hmm,” John said. “Let’s try sloppy.”
“Okay,” She giggled. “I’ve been known to get a little too excited. If you need me to slow down, I can.”
“Nah,” John said. “The faster, the better.”
The hologram approached and somehow managed to unzip John’s pants and remove his cock.
“Oh,” she said somewhat surprised. “Happy to see me?”
He nodded as the hologram actually began to suck his cock. A light shot from the simul-pro to the hologram’s mouth. He was sure this device was making it feel like his cock was actually being sucked. It felt wet. He felt her saliva drip down his shaft.
“How is this possible?” He asked.
“I can explain,” the hologram said.
“No, no. Keep sucking.”
“Sure!”
And just like that, her mouth was over his cock, slurping and jerking and there was copious amounts of saliva. Saliva richoeted off his pelvis and onto her face. Saliva dripped from her chin. Saliva gushed from her mouth as she took him deeper and deeper down her throat.
But this wasn’t like the holographic technology John remembered from 300 years earlier. The kind where if you put your hand through it, you could break up the image. This seemed real. There were no issues with pixels or image quality. It was as if the hologram was actually there. Actually sucking his cock. Actually — oh, wait.
“I’m gonna cum,” John said.
“On my face? Or how about my tits?”
“Face,” he said, standing up.
The hologram dropped to her knees.
“Wait,” he said, slowing down. “Can I change your face?”
“Of course. Who would you like?”
The hologram proceeded to rattle off a list of bizarre sounding names. They must have been celebrities of the time. He recognized none of them.
“Can you duplicate a face from my Chrome-feed?” He asked.
“I can. Name your friend and I will browse her photos, finding a sufficient one where I can best duplicate her shape and size and facial features.”
“No way,” he said. “Okay. Um … Olivia Jacobs.”
“Scanning.”
Within 10 seconds, the hologram had found a photo of Olivia Jacobs in a bikini taken in New Miami Beach, which is where Huntsville, Alabama used to be before the Great Flood wiped out much of the United States.
“Is this sufficient?” Her voice had even changed to sound like Olivia. It must have mimicked her vocal patterns from a video!
He nodded.
“Fuck yeah.”
“Okay, baby. Cum on my face!”
John stepped forward and released a stream of jizz, three hundred years in the making. He seemed to cum for at least 45 seconds, shooting line after line after line of thick cum all over Olivia Jacobs’ face.
After a while, he finished and stepped back. Somehow, the cum remained on the hologram and hadn’t ended up all over the floor like he expected.
“Mmm, you taste good,” she said, licking her lips.
John smiled as the hologram disappeared.
“The future is awesome.”
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/7hca99/the_bodyscanning_hologram_blowjob_year_2660_oral