1 comments/ 42778 views/ 2 favorites Girls Just Wanna Have Fun By: DelectableSin It had been a night of slow but certain seduction. I didn't plan for it, but sometimes life's best experiences are the ones that happen by surprise. It began simply enough. We had spent the evening talking about her upcoming marriage - she was horribly nervous about her wedding night. We looked through some of the more common books on sex - the Kama Sutra and the Joy of Sex - before it occurred to be to show her one of my stories. Before long, we were exchanging fantasies, sharing deep dirty secrets -that's when she admitted that she had this fixation on my breasts. She told me how much she envied their size, and how she had fantasized about just sucking the nipples for hours. That gave me an idea - she was spending the night - why not see what could happen? This is mind, I set out with my seduction. I gave her a massage, all the while continuing our discussion about sexual fantasies. By the we crawled into bed and turned out the lights, I knew her desire for me was high. I had my arms crossed behind my head, and since I wasn't wearing a bra, I knew that my breasts were pretty much THERE. She had slowly scooted a bit closer, and she finally asked me if she could touch one. I shrugged and let her reach up under my shirt...she squeezed and kneaded my breast for a while under my shirt, saying "wow" every few seconds. I don't even remember how sucking came up, but then she was doing it, and..."attacking"...would be a good word to describe her behavior. She was making these noises - mewling, maybe - and being very, very greedy. She suckled and feasted on my nipples - her mouth was hot and she used her tongue and her lips well. She spent long minutes on one breast, trying to get as much of it into her mouth as she could, before moving to the other one. The longer she was at it the more noises she made - groaning and moaning - imagine a starving man at a buffet, and you'll get an idea of the greed she was displaying. I have no clue how long she spent on my breasts throughout the night...alternating between playing with them, and then passionately sucking on them. With all the attention she had been paying to my breasts, I had gotten nice and wet, but I had no clue what to do about it. I'm not sure if I asked her to, or if she did it on her own, but soon her fingers were playing with my clit, stroking my pouty lips, dipping into my dripping cunt and spreading the juice all over my pussy...what made it better was that she was still sucking on my nipples while doing this, and that just got me hotter. She was still making those noises, too. It can be quite a turn on to hear someone who's so obviously enjoying themselves, and boy, was she! She had her mouth latched on to one nipple, one hand was playing with the other breast, and she had a couple of fingers of her other hand fucking my pussy. At one point, she lifted those fingers to her lips and sucked them clean, and it was about then that I asked her to go down on me. She kissed her way down my tummy, past my belly button. I felt her hot wet mouth sucking on my clit, and then her tongue joined it, flicking at the hard nub...she went at my clit with a passion that surprised me, sucking hard while her fingers continued to dip in and out of my dripping cunt. Soon her mouth drifted lower, spreading apart my lips with her tongue, and sucking at my slit. She dipped her tongue into me, causing me to lift my hips up...her tongue couldn't go in very far, but that opening is very sensitive, and she flicked her tongue at it and darted it in and out before making her way back up to my clit...she started sucking and playing with it again, this time bringing her fingers back into play, shoving them in and out of my pussy, hard and fast. She moved slowly back up my body, her mouth trailing kisses along my skin back up my breasts, her fingers continuing to move in and out of me at a furious rate. She moaned again when she recaptured one of my nipples in her mouth, and at this point, I wanted nothing more than to cum, and cum hard. I reached down to the side of the bed and grabbed my vibrator, and turned it on full force against my clit. I must have made some noise or movement, because her mouth on my breast grew more intense, and her fingers quickened their pace. My toes were curled, my body tense...I was actually writhing on the bed, the combination of her mouth, her fingers and the vibrations on my clit driving me into a frenzy. My free hand was clutching at the sheets; my hips were bucking, straining up to meet the thrusts of her hand. Her fingers were pounding into me by now, her mouth passionate on my breast, her free hand squeezing and pulling on the nipple of my other breast. I could feel my orgasm approaching, and I held the vibrator to my clit, driven mad by my friend's lusty sucking and fucking of my body...and then it was upon me, and I came, my body actually arching up off the bed... Girls Just Wanna Have Fun "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" Peter parked his car and tried to walk casually through the parking lot to his ground-floor apartment. Nobody was watching him, and he knew that, and nobody knew him well enough to notice that he was acting different, and he was probably acting weirder by trying to act all natural than he would have if he'd just run to his apartment, but he couldn't help it. He was nervous. He felt like he had a big neon sign over his head saying, "PERVERT". But he was also tense with anticipation. Today was the day his Girl(tm) arrived. To be honest, he probably didn't have anything to be ashamed about. It wasn't like he was the only one who had a Girl. He'd seen the little counter at the bottom of the website. "1,477,642 people have purchased a Girl(tm). Even if 0,000,000 of them will admit it." The ad campaigns were all over billboards, TV, the Internet, everywhere. "Girls(tm) Just Wanna Have Fun!" God knows how much they'd paid for the rights to use the song in their advertising. But it was effective. At least, it was effective on Peter. He'd always been shy around women, even a little intimidated, and the idea of a robot woman who would be into whatever you were into, do whatever you wanted her to, obey any command...well, it was kinky, maybe even perverted, but it was also hot. And the company promised total discretion; they were kind of vague about the details, but they promised that absolutely nobody but nobody would see your Girl arriving. It'd just be there, waiting for you, in your house. Or apartment. Right there in the bedroom. Waiting for you... Peter had a rock-hard erection by the time he opened his bedroom door. Sure enough, the Girl was waiting for him. The blinds were drawn, and she sat on the bed, a perfectly-sculpted nude in midnight-blue, the exact color he'd requested. She didn't look human, but she wasn't supposed to. She was like a stylized person, all sleek curves and shiny highlights, the sort of thing you might get if you crossed a person with an iMac. Her nipples stood out like tiny domes, her pussy was an invitingly-padded socket, her face beautiful in an Art Deco sort of way. She looked at him with glowing golden eyes, and said, "Peter Rosenbaum?" in a clear, calm voice. He just nodded, unable to speak. "Hello, Peter," she said, her tone shifting to a seductive purr. "I'm your Girl(tm). If you want to, you can give me a name, but you don't have to. I like being called whatever you want to call me. I like doing whatever you want to do to me. I'm built and programmed to give you pleasure. Doesn't that sound wonderful?" Peter gulped. His cock had never been so hard in his life. "Yes," he whispered. "Since this is the first time we're getting to know each other," Girl said, "I'd like to go through an orientation session. That's where I try out all sorts of different things, and see if you like to do them. Is there anywhere you need to be, any appointment you need to keep?" "N-no." Peter was shaking, he was so excited. "It's Friday, I'm done with work, I...no, nowhere to be." Girl smiled. "Good!" she said. "In that case, why don't you go ahead and sit down on the bed with me. You can touch me, if you'd like. I'll just monitor your body's reactions to see what it is you like to do most, so that I can learn the most effective ways of pleasing you in the future." Peter sat down, putting a hand nervously on Girl's leg. He almost pulled it back when he felt her 'skin'...it wasn't metallic, like he'd expected, but some sort of soft plastic. It yielded slightly under his hand, and felt warm to the touch. He stroked his hand up and down her thigh, feeling the way that his hand slid smoothly across the almost-frictionless surface. "Do you like my legs?" Girl asked. Peter nodded. "They're very pretty," he said, his voice unsteady. Girl swung a leg up onto the bed, letting her artificial cunt gape wide. "Do you like my feet?" she asked. Peter glanced over at the foot on the bed for a moment, but his gaze was drawn back to the inviting opening. "I, um...it's very nice, but..." "It's alright, Peter," Girl said. "I can tell what it is that you're really interested in. You can touch it, if you'd like." Peter reached a trembling hand over and pressed it against Girl's pussy. It felt even warmer than the rest of her, and he actually felt moisture. He stroked his finger a little against the opening, and was amazed to see her luminous eyes flash in a brief kaleidoscope of colors. "You don't have to feel nervous, Peter," she said. "You can relax. You can touch me wherever you want to." Peter nodded, and put his other hand on her breasts. They yielded to his touch as well, and the nipples, when he touched them, had a slightly different texture, more like rubber than like plastic, and with a slightly bumpy surface to them. Girl's eyes flashed again as he rubbed her nipples, sparking briefly through blue and green and purple before settling back into their golden glow. "I'm going to take your clothes off now, Peter," Girl said, as she reached over and began to undo the buttons of his shirt. "I can tell that you want that." Peter just nodded. He didn't trust his own voice anymore. Girl untied his tie, undid his buttons, removed his shirt, and he felt her hands on his chest. He let out a little gasp as Girl rubbed his own nipples. "You liked that, too, didn't you, Peter?" she asked. He nodded quickly. "I don't think you even knew that your nipples felt good like that, did you?" Peter shook his head, still playing with her nipples. Every time he tweaked them, Girl's eyes changed color in a different way. It was almost like a game, finding out how different speeds, different pressures, created a different light show. Girl unbuckled his belt, and unzipped his fly. He lifted himself off the bed a little as she pulled his pants and his boxers down, and then he felt her hand on his cock, and he practically moaned. She was sliding her hand up and down the shaft, and he felt the 'skin' of her hand actually exuding some sort of lubricant, something that made it slick and wet and oh, so good. Her touch felt perfect, firm but gentle, better than anything he'd ever made himself feel, he just needed to-- Girl paused, her hand held perfectly still. Peter let out a long, panting breath, his balls absolutely aching. "Ooh, Peter," she said, still in that same purring voice. "I think you enjoy being teased. I can tell by your breathing, you like it when I don't let you cum right away. Did you know that about yourself, Peter?" "...no..." Peter said. Part of him wanted to thrust himself up, pump his hips to get more sensation on his cock, to finish himself off, but Girl was right. That exquisite sensation of being almost ready to cum, of that delicious heat in his cock and balls, it did feel good. He'd never have had the self-discipline to stop when he got that close, but Girl could tell he wanted to draw this out longer. "See, Peter? I know exactly what makes you feel good, exactly what gives you pleasure." She gently pushed him back onto the bed, and straddled his hips. "Sometimes, I'll find out things that give you pleasure, things that you might not have known felt good to you." She slid down onto him, her pussy a warm, wet, gripping, soft enclosure that perfectly fit around his cock. With every motion of his cock in her pussy, her eyes flashed and sparkled in myriad colors, and Peter felt like his own eyes must be glowing with pleasure as well. "Sometimes, there will be things that you might have thought wouldn't be pleasant, but I can tell that you secretly enjoy them, Peter." She could sense it every time he was close to cumming, and she froze up, just clenching that inhumanly perfect pussy around him, keeping him just on the edge, panting and writhing underneath her. "Soon, you'll learn that if you just trust me, if you let me guide your pleasure, you'll find sensations so wonderful you never even imagined them." Her midnight-blue fingers were tweaking and pinching his nipples, and he let out a keening whimper. "Doesn't that sound wonderful, Peter?" "Wonderful..." Everything seemed wonderful right now, the feel of her pussy, the sound of her voice, the beautiful colors in her eyes...even the smell of the lubricant was wonderful, as it dripped out of her pussy onto his crotch, saturating his balls with its delicate strawberry scent. It was all so perfect, and suddenly he was over the edge and she was letting him cum, and he just felt it shooting up inside her so hard, the hardest he'd ever cum in his life, it felt like the orgasm was going on forever, now... Girl eased up off of him. "Good, Peter, very very good. And I know you think that you're spent right now, but I can tell your body is capable of much more pleasure than that. Roll over, Peter." Peter rolled onto his stomach. "Very good, Peter!" Girl said. She put a hand onto his buttocks, and began to caress them. "You're finding that it feels good to listen to me, aren't you? I know what feels good to you, and I tell you what I've learned, and you can just listen to what I say and find that it feels good to do. Isn't that right, Peter?" Her hand just felt so wonderful on his ass, and his whole body just felt so wonderful in the afterglow that he just said, "Yes," without even thinking about it too much. "Very good, Peter," Girl said. She gave him a tiny pat on the ass. "Peter!" she said, in a mock-shocked tone. "I felt your pulse rate jump at that! You actually liked being spanked, didn't you?" Peter wasn't sure if he'd exactly liked it, or whether he'd just been startled by it, but Girl's sensors seemed to have an uncannily accurate glimpse into his subconscious fantasies. "I...yes?" he said, uncertainly. Girl smacked her hand down a little harder the next time, and soon she'd settled into a rhythm of light swats. "Oh, yes, I can tell this is turning you on, Peter. You enjoy this, it's getting your cock hard again already, having a Girl(tm) discipline you, having a Girl(tm) take the controlling role...it's alright, Peter. That's a perfectly healthy, perfectly natural thing to enjoy. You can just relax, and enjoy that sensation. You know I'm right, because I'm just telling you what your body secretly wants me to do to you." Peter couldn't concentrate, it felt like his whole body was drowning in a mixture of pleasure and pain. It hurt, but somehow the pain just seemed overwhelmed by a lazy, sexual heat, and he felt himself grinding against the mattress, as his cock began to stiffen again. He felt Girl's other hand caressing his balls, working the remaining lubricant into the skin, sliding her fingers slowly back up towards his ass, and then... Peter gasped as he felt one finger, slick with self-generated lubricant, slide into his asshole. Girl pushed it into his ass just a little bit further, saying, "Yes, you like this, too, don't you, Peter? You like everything I do to you, because everything I do just feels so good right now. Everything I tell you leads to pleasure, everything I do to you leads to pleasure, I know how to make you happy," and suddenly her finger was buzzing like a little vibrator inside him, and he just gasped, the stimulation overloading his brain, "so just let go and let me take charge, because I will make you happy." Peter let out a moan, but he intended it as a "yes," and she must have realized, because she let up on the spanking and pulled him up onto his hands and knees. She moved around behind him, and he heard a soft whirr, and suddenly he felt something press up against his ass, and then it was sliding inside of him, and he looked back to see Girl thrust into him with...unnnh...with a dildo that had extended from a concealed hatch in her crotch, and...ohhh...and she was pumping into him, and suddenly it was buzzing, slow at first, then faster, and every time her crotch collided with his ass, it set off sparks of sensation on his still-tender buttocks, and then she was reaching around and stroking his cock, lubing it up with that wonderful hand, so controlled, so precise, and she was saying something more, something about guiding his pleasure and controlling his pleasure and taking charge and how good it would feel and it did feel good, it felt so good, it all felt so good, everything felt so good and he was cumming again, cumming and cumming and cumming and spurting onto the bedclothes and spraying out his cum for his Girl, just like she told him to, and it all felt so fucking good... Peter slumped forward onto the bed, not even caring that he was lying in a pool of his own semen. ***** Girl waited until Peter's breathing had slowed, and his brain patterns showed that he'd moved from trance into a natural sleep. Then she walked over to the wall, plugged herself into the cable modem, and sent her first report. "This is Girl(tm) 00001477643, reporting. Subject Peter Rosenbaum has responded extremely well to initial pleasure conditioning, and indicates a high level of suggestibility and pliability. I am downloading full sensory indices of the initial encounter, along with a recommendation to accelerate to intense conditioning immediately. I will be able to condition the subject continuously over the next three days, and expect him to be fully responsive to commands and ready for deep programming before he returns to his workplace." A further pulse of data indicated acceptance of the plan, and Girl disconnected. Girls(tm) Just Wanna Have Fun, she 'thought' as she looked over at Peter's slumbering, blissed out form. But nobody ever asked exactly what it is that we consider "fun"... THE END Girls Just Wanna Have Fun Hello. My name is Anna. I'm Swedish and I just turned 19. I'm going to write a little about myself and my life. How can this be a sex novel? Read and decide for yourself. Someone told me that this story would be good and I hope so. I grew up with a fairly strict upbringing so I haven't fooled around much in my life, but now I feel that it's about time. I will start by describing myself. I'm 170 cm tall, or 5'6" if I was American. I have thick and wavy, medium blond hair which is quite long. I usually have it in a braid. My eyes are blue gray and my face is slightly round. My body is curvy but not voluptuous, and I have big tits that I'm proud of. I'm usually shy, but something happened last time. It all started when my parents let me have my own computer for my birthday. I can finally do whatever I want on the internet. I searched and found a lot of filth. Something happened after this and I don't know what I'm doing, but I know that it's fun. I ended up at the sex fiction pages and I like those stories. Websites out there that are so strange and bad. I don't know why people have a wacky view of things. It's disgusting and weird. The short stories leave too little to the imagination and I love to fantasize. I intend to begin by telling you about when Lisa and I played a little bit with each other. She has always been a little crazy. In a good, funny way. One time Lisa asked if I shaved the mouse and when I said no, Lisa said she could help me. My cheeks turned red as a tomato and I thought she was crazy, and I thought no more about it. But then I started reading erotica and got a lot of ideas and thoughts. I have masturbated a few times and I remember those moments. I've mostly been rubbing something soft against my little mouse, like my cuddly toy bunny, my fingers, and it was nice for a while. But the stories did something to me, I started testing more. One day I thought it would probably be fun to try to shave down there. But I didn't have the courage to do it myself. So finally I had the courage to ask Lisa. She had offered to shave me and Lisa said yes. I will never forget that day. When we came home to her apartment I was so nervous. She reassured me that I had to take off all my clothes so they didn't get ruined. I felt a little embarrassed to undress because we weren't in the shower at school or anywhere like that. I was horny and excited. Someone else would touch me down there. Yes, I'm a virgin or was. Depends on how you see it. When she started soaping me in the bathroom, I thought I would die. First of embarrassment, then of horniness. It started to burn down there. I was nervous and warm when she touched me carefully. Then I had to stand up so she could see everything. Lisa made me moist when she said that my mouse looks sexy from behind. When Lisa was done, I was so wet that I thought it would be visible. Then she said, "Can I kiss you?" I didn't understand just what Lisa meant, so I said yes. Then I felt the way she kissed me straight on the mouse. I winced but I was horny and I didn't protest. Then Lisa kissed me, here, there and everywhere. I stood there on my knees with my ass pointing upward and let my friend kiss me on the mouse. She must have noticed that I liked it, because I groaned. I couldn't do anything but love what Lisa was doing. It was like my mind spinned and when she fingered and kissed me, I climaxed. Everything was spinning around me. Did I say it was burning down there between my legs? Nothing compared to what it did now. As much as it felt in such a little space. I don't know how but Lisa did everything right. I never had so many feelings at the same time before, and I thought I was going to faint for sure, as it was so intense. I never thought that it could be nice when somebody else touched me. She snuggled up next to me and we hugged, like lovers. Then Lisa fondled my large breasts. I have always been very sensitive there and my pink nipples gets hard easily. Lisa teased me just for fun because of this. When she sucked on them with her red lips, it felt absolutely fantastic. Eventually Lisa said, "Can you do something for me?" Actually, I didn't dare to, but I wanted to give her something in return and I would. I think my heartbeats were heard when I pulled all her clothes off. She had a lot of black curly pubic hair and small round breasts with brown erect nipples. Lisa asked me to shave her. I was nervous but cautious. She was delicious and beautiful. My mouse is a small slit and Lisa's is like a little butterfly. Lisa loved it when I sucked gently on her nipples, the "wings" and the little sensitive button. Lisa's mouse is the finest I have ever seen. Of course I had looked at the girls in the shower. Why? Because I can and girls can be so beautiful when they are naked. I caressed Lisa the way I know I like, and I teased her a little. When she was smooth after the shave, I carefully wiped it clean. Then I tried to kiss Lisa on the mouse. She moaned and pressed my head against it. Lisa had tasted me and now I tasted her. I couldn't resist after all. She tasted different. But it wasn't bad, it was good. The mouse tastes good when it's wet. Or maybe I should say pussy? I haven't learned to be filthy yet. I kissed, caressed, and licked it. I got bolder and Lisa got wetter and wetter. I did it for real. I played with the hole by using my fingers. It was awesome to squeeze them gently and see how they disappeared into her. I felt how they moved inside Lisa. In and out, slowly, faster, then I simultaneously kissed and sucked on her clit. She squirted, straight into my mouth and my face got all wet. After that day, we have played a little now and then. I don't think that I'm a lesbian. Guys are just as exciting but I haven't met a guy that I was interested in yet. I'm not in a rush. Age, girl, boy, it's not important for me as long as that someone is kind, funny and cares about others. Who treats me well and listens to me. I want a give and take relationship like I have with Lisa. Maybe it wasn't a good year. But this is it for me. The first time anyone besides me touched my little mouse hole. I hope you enjoyed to read about it.