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Virtual Adept
Title: Virtual Adept
Author: Jennifer J.
Archived: DarkStarWriting.com
Summary: Is reality the feel of flesh, the touch of a hand or the caress of lips? Or is it something more indefineable? Follow JC through the story to find out.
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: JC/OFC
Feedback: Personal email or to any of the websites.
Author Notes: I blame Digital Getdown for this story.
Disclaimer: If I could have made money from it, I would have. As it is, I spend more maintaining a website for fan fic. I don't know any of the members of the group, nor am I making any money from this story. It's for entertainment purposes only. Enjoy.
He walked into his house, tired from the long day that he had just endured. The only thing on his mind was getting clean and a little unwinding. Peeling off his sweat soaked clothing; he left them in a pile on the bathroom floor. Turning the water on to full blast, JC stepped under its almost scalding hot spray. Feeling the heat seep through his body, into his muscles and bones. He felt the first stirrings of relaxation start to flow through him, his body finally losing the workday stress that had consumed him.
He looked forward to his time with her tonight, to spending the evening pleasuring her with precise skill. The only tension left in him was from the desire that had built up inside from weeks of waiting for her to return home. Coming out of the steamy refuge, JC wrapped a towel around his waist and peered at himself in the mirror above his dresser. He was handsome in his own way; not drop dead gorgeous, but he had an air of sensuality that spoke volumes despite his quiet demeanor.
His turquoise orbs took in the bedroom, making sure that all was ready for when she finally made her appearance. The tools of his skill lay next to the bed, definite in their positioning. Soft music played in the background; the lights were dimmed low, casting hauntingly beautiful amber tones across the room. The way the light played off of his glistening wet body, added depth and shimmer to the muscles contracting with each of his indrawn breaths.
As the air from the A/C flowed out, soft currents ran over his skin and touching the beads of water that it found; this caused his nipples to harden slightly, adding to the raw magnetism that he held. He had made sure that everything was ready for when he got home. The music was playing the way she liked it, the camera had been fixed for just tonight.
Stripping off his towel, JC had to admire his body; even though it wasn't perfect, it was damn near. He ran his hands over the contours of his stomach, fingertips tracing the abs they encountered. He had never been shy of matters such as these, but tonight filled him with a nervousness that was well founded. Tonight she and he would make love for the first time. Drying his body, JC felt the excitement returning as he thought about her.
She was everything he liked in his women; smart, attractive, witty, and honest. She never faked a reaction to him, she was always open to him. They had met five months ago, and an instant attraction had been present. She had appealed to him mentally, challenging his thoughts and opening his emotions to new experiences.
Sitting down on the bed, he positioned himself so that the light played off of him just right. Taking in a long breath, he pressed the button to set things in motion. His nervousness returned as he saw her enter into the room. She followed the path that he had made to where he was. She smiled at him, her eyes light with mischief and longing. She stood so that he could watch her disrobe, her desire for him evident in the look of her eyes. Her body was beautiful in itself, made proportionate to her height. She had soft curves and wide bright eyes.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she ran a hand up her leg to her inner thigh causing JC to lick his lips in appreciation. She crawled up the length of it slowly, the light playing off of her skin; turning it a rich amber glow. "Josh, I want to see you fully...stand up for me please," her voice came through clear and sultry. Getting up off of his bed, he stood so that she could see every inch of him. "You are beautiful Josh, simply beautiful," she told him with wonder in her voice.
He blushed slightly, the tinge of red touching his cheeks. "Tasha, I missed you," he told her as his voice came out huskily. "Really Baby, tell me how much," she answered him cheekily. "Enough to run my hands all over you and rub you the right way," he replied. "Well then Baby, show me what you got." JC walked further into her view and pulled her to him. Taking her hand he placed it around his throbbing core. "Squeeze it...feel how hard it is, Tasha," JC said as he looked into her eyes.
She ran her fingers down his length squeezing it every inch, feeling the hardness under the satiny skin. "Mmmmm...is this all for me," she asked with mock innocence. JC could do nothing but moan as his cock became fully erect and almost doubled up in size. Tasha pressed her softness against his side, her hand still doing it's teasing squeezes up and down his length. JC's eyes closed as he enjoyed the feeling of her warm hand touching him intimately. Tasha watched the reaction on his face, the way it changed to express his passion and desire.
Tasha had fallen in love with the very signs that his body emitted as his lust built up. He was so beautiful to her, and she felt the wetness between her legs start to flow easily. JC opened his eyes and looked directly into her bright soul windows. His eyes had taken on the deepest ocean blue and were drawing Tasha into their depths. He let his tongue slip out and lick around his lips, moistening them. This was more than she could stand as she pulled him forcefully to her and crashed her lips against his. Their mouths did a wild tango and their tongues wrestled wetly with each other.
As she deepened the kiss, sending her tongue almost down his throat Tasha squeezed him hard, enjoying the groan that came from deep in his throat. JC moved his hips slightly, rubbing against her palm. Tasha broke the kiss, licking her lips tasting the sweetness of his mouth still on them. "You taste like cinnamon, Josh...you know this," she told him as her lips traveled from his mouth to his cheek. His entire being was wracked with trembles as he took her in his arms and pulled her close to his raging body.
JC ran his hand through her hair entangling his long fingers into it's dark mass. He looked into her eyes and she felt her knees going weak as she saw all of his emotions laid open for her to view. He released the silken strands and grabbed her hips. Stroking them with his thumbs, he drew circles on them with just the tips. His hands traveled up to grab her waist and he lifted her positioning her on his upper thighs, his manhood strumming against her throbbing center. He pressed his lips to her throat as he slid the head into her core.
She let out a groan of pleasure as she tightened instinctively around him. He smiled slightly as he whispered against her skin, "It's not all the way in yet Tasha...relax." As she relaxed are body, she felt herself sliding down to take him all the way into her. "Josh...how big are you," Tasha panted softly as she felt him stretching her open. "Big enough to satisfy that ache in you," he responded and pressed her back against the wall. She felt him begin to start his rhythm as she wrapped her legs around him.
JC loved the slickness that surrounded him as he drove into her slowly. His lips fastened gently around the vein that was visible on her neck. Her head leaned back to rest on the wall, her arms tightened around his neck and her nails pressed against his back and shoulders. He drew out almost all the way, then slide each throbbing inch back into her sheath so slowly that it was almost torture. Each thrust that he made was rewarded with a sharp cry of ecstasy, as Tasha felt the heat of his body moving her to new heights of pleasure.
With each invasion of his body, she felt his muscles moving fluidly underneath her touch. Each tremble from her body made his dick ache to pound into her, but he controlled himself keeping to the pace he had started. He released the quivering vein and kissed his way down her chest to the valley between her breasts. Inhaling deeply he noted the sweet way her skin smelled, of honeysuckle and jasmine.
His hunger to taste every part of her body made him fasten his lips around one of her nipples, suckling from at like a baby. His teeth teasing it with gentle wracks while he pulled her down to meet his every thrust. JC watched as the beads of sweat emerged onto her skin, and he released his attention from the quivering nipple to lick away the drops of moisture. Tasha wanted him more and more with each sensual move that he made. Every little thing about him was turning her on. JC slide his hands down to interlock his fingers with hers, his tongue still traveled it's way from one achingly hard nipple to the other.
As their fingers twined together, he brought her arms up and held them above her head. She wanted to desperately touch him, but could not bring her hands down to do so. It frustrated her, but also made her desire him more. As their passion rose with each joining of their bodies, Tasha moaned out. JC slid down a bit to lick from her bellybutton to her mouth. His lips playing a wild rhythm over her burning skin. As his lips found hers again, he sucked all of the sweet moans from her. "I want you to cum with me Tasha...I want to feel you squeezing me...I want to bury myself inside of you," he whispered as he picked up his pace, forcing each inch all the way in.
Tasha felt her insides quaking from the feel of him, and all she could do in response was bite against his lips gently; worrying his bottom lip between her teeth. His groan of pleasure mixed with her moans of delight as he brought them both over the edge of the abyss that they were on. JC's creamy seed burst into her, scorching her insides raw with their fire. She quivered around him as he brought her body down so that they could hold each other. Tasha looked up into his eyes, her own body still reeling with the feelings that had overwhelmed her.
As she pulled his face towards hers for a sweet kiss, she heard the alarm going off. "Damn it," her voice came out as she took off the virtual reality helmet. "My time wasn't up Mary," she told her friend. "I know girl...but you're gonna be late for class," her bestfriend told her. Running out of the room, Tasha didn't see as Mary shut off the N.A.Z. program that was made by DarkStar Inc.. "I wonder what she does in VR all the time," she wondered as she left the room to go get something to eat.
~The End~
Author: Jennifer J.
Archived: DarkStarWriting.com
Summary: Is reality the feel of flesh, the touch of a hand or the caress of lips? Or is it something more indefineable? Follow JC through the story to find out.
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: JC/OFC
Feedback: Personal email or to any of the websites.
Author Notes: I blame Digital Getdown for this story.
Disclaimer: If I could have made money from it, I would have. As it is, I spend more maintaining a website for fan fic. I don't know any of the members of the group, nor am I making any money from this story. It's for entertainment purposes only. Enjoy.
He walked into his house, tired from the long day that he had just endured. The only thing on his mind was getting clean and a little unwinding. Peeling off his sweat soaked clothing; he left them in a pile on the bathroom floor. Turning the water on to full blast, JC stepped under its almost scalding hot spray. Feeling the heat seep through his body, into his muscles and bones. He felt the first stirrings of relaxation start to flow through him, his body finally losing the workday stress that had consumed him.
He looked forward to his time with her tonight, to spending the evening pleasuring her with precise skill. The only tension left in him was from the desire that had built up inside from weeks of waiting for her to return home. Coming out of the steamy refuge, JC wrapped a towel around his waist and peered at himself in the mirror above his dresser. He was handsome in his own way; not drop dead gorgeous, but he had an air of sensuality that spoke volumes despite his quiet demeanor.
His turquoise orbs took in the bedroom, making sure that all was ready for when she finally made her appearance. The tools of his skill lay next to the bed, definite in their positioning. Soft music played in the background; the lights were dimmed low, casting hauntingly beautiful amber tones across the room. The way the light played off of his glistening wet body, added depth and shimmer to the muscles contracting with each of his indrawn breaths.
As the air from the A/C flowed out, soft currents ran over his skin and touching the beads of water that it found; this caused his nipples to harden slightly, adding to the raw magnetism that he held. He had made sure that everything was ready for when he got home. The music was playing the way she liked it, the camera had been fixed for just tonight.
Stripping off his towel, JC had to admire his body; even though it wasn't perfect, it was damn near. He ran his hands over the contours of his stomach, fingertips tracing the abs they encountered. He had never been shy of matters such as these, but tonight filled him with a nervousness that was well founded. Tonight she and he would make love for the first time. Drying his body, JC felt the excitement returning as he thought about her.
She was everything he liked in his women; smart, attractive, witty, and honest. She never faked a reaction to him, she was always open to him. They had met five months ago, and an instant attraction had been present. She had appealed to him mentally, challenging his thoughts and opening his emotions to new experiences.
Sitting down on the bed, he positioned himself so that the light played off of him just right. Taking in a long breath, he pressed the button to set things in motion. His nervousness returned as he saw her enter into the room. She followed the path that he had made to where he was. She smiled at him, her eyes light with mischief and longing. She stood so that he could watch her disrobe, her desire for him evident in the look of her eyes. Her body was beautiful in itself, made proportionate to her height. She had soft curves and wide bright eyes.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she ran a hand up her leg to her inner thigh causing JC to lick his lips in appreciation. She crawled up the length of it slowly, the light playing off of her skin; turning it a rich amber glow. "Josh, I want to see you fully...stand up for me please," her voice came through clear and sultry. Getting up off of his bed, he stood so that she could see every inch of him. "You are beautiful Josh, simply beautiful," she told him with wonder in her voice.
He blushed slightly, the tinge of red touching his cheeks. "Tasha, I missed you," he told her as his voice came out huskily. "Really Baby, tell me how much," she answered him cheekily. "Enough to run my hands all over you and rub you the right way," he replied. "Well then Baby, show me what you got." JC walked further into her view and pulled her to him. Taking her hand he placed it around his throbbing core. "Squeeze it...feel how hard it is, Tasha," JC said as he looked into her eyes.
She ran her fingers down his length squeezing it every inch, feeling the hardness under the satiny skin. "Mmmmm...is this all for me," she asked with mock innocence. JC could do nothing but moan as his cock became fully erect and almost doubled up in size. Tasha pressed her softness against his side, her hand still doing it's teasing squeezes up and down his length. JC's eyes closed as he enjoyed the feeling of her warm hand touching him intimately. Tasha watched the reaction on his face, the way it changed to express his passion and desire.
Tasha had fallen in love with the very signs that his body emitted as his lust built up. He was so beautiful to her, and she felt the wetness between her legs start to flow easily. JC opened his eyes and looked directly into her bright soul windows. His eyes had taken on the deepest ocean blue and were drawing Tasha into their depths. He let his tongue slip out and lick around his lips, moistening them. This was more than she could stand as she pulled him forcefully to her and crashed her lips against his. Their mouths did a wild tango and their tongues wrestled wetly with each other.
As she deepened the kiss, sending her tongue almost down his throat Tasha squeezed him hard, enjoying the groan that came from deep in his throat. JC moved his hips slightly, rubbing against her palm. Tasha broke the kiss, licking her lips tasting the sweetness of his mouth still on them. "You taste like cinnamon, Josh...you know this," she told him as her lips traveled from his mouth to his cheek. His entire being was wracked with trembles as he took her in his arms and pulled her close to his raging body.
JC ran his hand through her hair entangling his long fingers into it's dark mass. He looked into her eyes and she felt her knees going weak as she saw all of his emotions laid open for her to view. He released the silken strands and grabbed her hips. Stroking them with his thumbs, he drew circles on them with just the tips. His hands traveled up to grab her waist and he lifted her positioning her on his upper thighs, his manhood strumming against her throbbing center. He pressed his lips to her throat as he slid the head into her core.
She let out a groan of pleasure as she tightened instinctively around him. He smiled slightly as he whispered against her skin, "It's not all the way in yet Tasha...relax." As she relaxed are body, she felt herself sliding down to take him all the way into her. "Josh...how big are you," Tasha panted softly as she felt him stretching her open. "Big enough to satisfy that ache in you," he responded and pressed her back against the wall. She felt him begin to start his rhythm as she wrapped her legs around him.
JC loved the slickness that surrounded him as he drove into her slowly. His lips fastened gently around the vein that was visible on her neck. Her head leaned back to rest on the wall, her arms tightened around his neck and her nails pressed against his back and shoulders. He drew out almost all the way, then slide each throbbing inch back into her sheath so slowly that it was almost torture. Each thrust that he made was rewarded with a sharp cry of ecstasy, as Tasha felt the heat of his body moving her to new heights of pleasure.
With each invasion of his body, she felt his muscles moving fluidly underneath her touch. Each tremble from her body made his dick ache to pound into her, but he controlled himself keeping to the pace he had started. He released the quivering vein and kissed his way down her chest to the valley between her breasts. Inhaling deeply he noted the sweet way her skin smelled, of honeysuckle and jasmine.
His hunger to taste every part of her body made him fasten his lips around one of her nipples, suckling from at like a baby. His teeth teasing it with gentle wracks while he pulled her down to meet his every thrust. JC watched as the beads of sweat emerged onto her skin, and he released his attention from the quivering nipple to lick away the drops of moisture. Tasha wanted him more and more with each sensual move that he made. Every little thing about him was turning her on. JC slide his hands down to interlock his fingers with hers, his tongue still traveled it's way from one achingly hard nipple to the other.
As their fingers twined together, he brought her arms up and held them above her head. She wanted to desperately touch him, but could not bring her hands down to do so. It frustrated her, but also made her desire him more. As their passion rose with each joining of their bodies, Tasha moaned out. JC slid down a bit to lick from her bellybutton to her mouth. His lips playing a wild rhythm over her burning skin. As his lips found hers again, he sucked all of the sweet moans from her. "I want you to cum with me Tasha...I want to feel you squeezing me...I want to bury myself inside of you," he whispered as he picked up his pace, forcing each inch all the way in.
Tasha felt her insides quaking from the feel of him, and all she could do in response was bite against his lips gently; worrying his bottom lip between her teeth. His groan of pleasure mixed with her moans of delight as he brought them both over the edge of the abyss that they were on. JC's creamy seed burst into her, scorching her insides raw with their fire. She quivered around him as he brought her body down so that they could hold each other. Tasha looked up into his eyes, her own body still reeling with the feelings that had overwhelmed her.
As she pulled his face towards hers for a sweet kiss, she heard the alarm going off. "Damn it," her voice came out as she took off the virtual reality helmet. "My time wasn't up Mary," she told her friend. "I know girl...but you're gonna be late for class," her bestfriend told her. Running out of the room, Tasha didn't see as Mary shut off the N.A.Z. program that was made by DarkStar Inc.. "I wonder what she does in VR all the time," she wondered as she left the room to go get something to eat.
~The End~