1 comments/ 25334 views/ 3 favorites Foreplaystation 15 By: Decayed Angel I had waited in line for almost three days, sitting in a lawn chair in the middle of my living room, my holographic image cast at the very front of the line at the local Bestus Buy store. The rules were simple, just like any other venue, I could leave my image area no more than four times a day for no more than five minutes at a time. If I am gone any longer, the queue computers would recalculate my position in line. It was tough, roughing out the elements in my living room for the four day wait, but it would be worth it. I would be guaranteed to get the brand new Foreplaystation 15, just down from space dock - Japanese sector. Now you've got to figure I'm nuts to elbow my way out here in these incredible lines and to be honest, my image has suffered from the wear and tear. I've noticed a slight fade in my right sleeve and lately began to wonder if there's not a flicker or two in my red matrix. Most likely I'll need my hyper-projection serviced after the purchase tomorrow, but that's a small price to pay to be guaranteed a purchase. It's coming down to the end and in just a matter of a few hours, I'll be cranking up the system and getting down to some serious foreplay. In addition to the game I plan to get three different scenarios cartridges, one of Kate Moss 27, and then one that would make old granddad proud, the Farah Fawcett Majors 29 and the Farah Fawcett Majors 60. Yeah, I'm a sucker for the Twentieth Century and who could resist that crazy drunken Farah at 60. Of course you'll ask why a Foreplaystation 15, wasn't the 14 good enough? Well the short answer is, "No!" The long answer is "Hell no!" The fifteen features real screen technology, not virtual screen or in other words, I plug in my woman cartridge, move up to the screen, find any place on her body to touch with any part of my body and I slip beyond the screen barrier and feel her. Now the memory units like the Farah Fawcett's are actually stand-ins, where actresses were virtual fucked by the computers to analyze their feel from wherever on their bodies, so it's not really Farah Fawcett. But there are actual cartridges, where the actresses and performers actually let the computers analyze them, so the experience is the same as actually being there with the actress, but wow, those are expensive. Right now I'll have to settle for the stand-ins, and imagine using the screen image. That is another reason for being in line. Once I make my purchase, if I am one of the first fifteen in line I get to try a demo of the Jessica Simpson cartridge. Now she's not very young, certainly not like the other actresses with cartridges on sale, but hell, I can't afford to be choosy and besides, a fifty five year old Jessica Simpson still has got to feel good. I mean she has taken excellent care of herself over the years. * Well, there you go, that was an excellent playback of my virtual wait but I know what you're interested in, it's the tryout of the Jessica Simpson cartridge. Yeah, to help you catch up, the store finally opened up, I was first to buy the 15 and then they led me into a small, soundproof booth, with 360 screen image and sound. I waited for just a moment when suddenly Jessica appeared. Now she's about the age of my mother, but damn if my mother looked that good, well I would have been shopping in the incest cartridge section. Anyway, her breasts sagged just a bit and even the recent facelift couldn't get all the wrinkles off her face, but still she was a blonde and beautiful as ever. Moving closer to her, I reached my hand to the screen and penetrated the barrier, immediately moving my hand to her pussy. My fingers suddenly felt her soft lips as they parted for me and I felt the sensation of a warm wetness coating my fingers. Leaning forward, I pushed my cock toward her hand and she took it and began stroking it with her soft hands. She then leaned her head forward and took me in her mouth, sucking it hard while running her tongue around the head. I pushed in further and she deep throated me, taking the entire length of me into her mouth. Oh it felt so good and I began pumping my hips, almost ready to... suddenly I heard a high pitched beep and a warning ran across the screen saying, "Two minutes to shut down, one minute fifty seven seconds to shut down." Ignoring the countdown, I focused on the sensations and continued pumping my hips back and forth, shoving my cock in and out of her mouth. The suction she applied was incredible and her tongue was circling over me so deliciously. Yes, I could feel it yes, yes... I came, spurting my cum into her mouth and then as she pulled back a bit, I splashed onto her face. Stepping back, I watched as my cum ran down her chin. She ran her fingers through the white liquid and then put her fingers in her mouth when the screen suddenly went black. I quickly zipped up my zipper and stepped out of the booth. Behind me were ten guys and four women waiting eagerly in line. I'm not sure about the women, but every one of those guys was hard and raring to go. Smiling, I grabbed my game and headed for the exit, anxious to give old Farah a try, stand in or not, it was going to be good. Foreplaystation 15 Ch. 02 I left the Bestus Buy Store with a smile on my face, because, once my image was certified as the first in line, I rushed to the store, bought my game and then experienced the short Jessica Simpson demo. I must admit for her age, she was quite incredible, but now I had my sights set on the Farah Fawcett cartridge. My plan was to give the Farah 60 a chance and then sample the goods when she was in her prime. Once home, it took me a while to unload it from the hovercraft and wrestle it into my apartment. The game console was easy, it was the "real" screen that was tough. Sixty inches of pure heavy was almost to much for the roto-servers but I finally got it into the apartment and situated in the room. I took great care getting it balanced before hooking it up, but finally all the adjustments were completed and I plugged it into the console. Carefully unwrapping the cartridge, I popped it into the console and started it up. In a few moments there she was, just like on my grandfather's old poster, only a bit older, a bit chubbier and as I would soon find out, a whole lot goofier. At the time I hadn't recalled the old Letterman episode when she had a few dozen too many drinks and, well ended up looking like a complete ditz. I couldn't afford the 360 screen that was featured at the Bestus Buy store when I watched the Jessica Simpson cartridge, but the sixty inch image did show me a lot of Farah. Even at sixty she was beautiful. The hint of crow's feet at her eyes seemed to add to that beauty and though she had some bags under her eyes, she concealed it well with make-up. Now there were some wrinkles on her neck and a few veins showing a bit, but then looking downward, her breasts were nice. Sure they sagged, but wow, I couldn't wait to take each of those oranges in my hand and gently squeezing. Not wanting to rush into anything, I continued looking her over. She had a slight paunch on her belly and a bit of extra flesh on her hips, but they still inspired me to run my tongue down her body. She suddenly turned and I got a quick glimpse of her ass and then some spidery veins running down her legs, that was a bit of a turn off, but I figured as long as I face her from the front, the veins won't be too much of an issue. After spending a good ten minutes looking her over, I placed my hand on the screen and pushed, feeling it slowly slip through the barrier and rest on her soft ass. Wanting to divert my gaze from her varicose veins, I pushed a bit, rolling her onto her back. Immediately she started giggling and she said, "Omish, what you doin' thar?" "Excuse me?" I said, not sure if I understood her drunken mumbling. "Ishad what you thar doin'?" "What am I doing?" "Yeah, I said that," she said in a way I could finally understand. "Well I wanted to... well, fuck you." "Well fuck me, what's a well fuck?" "No, no, I said I wanted to fuck you?" "Fuck me?" she asked. "Yeah," I answered, getting a bit frustrated with her general lack of any idea what was happening. Slowly running her hand down her body, sliding over her nipples and then down through her pubic hair, she dipped her fingers into her pussy, getting them wet. She then moved them back up to her clit and began moving her fingers over it in a slow, circular motion. I reached over and touched her thigh with my hand, moving it downward figuring she'd move her hand and let me take over. Instead, she grabbed me with her free hand and held me away, as she quickened the pace of her movements over her clit. Her ass began to move, lifting up off the bed and then dropping back down as she continued toying with her clit. Occasionally she'd move her hand down and dip two and later three fingers deep into her pussy, quickly returning to her clit. In just a few more moments I heard her moan loudly as she arched her back and lifted her ass high off the bed as she came. Figuring it was just the warm up for me, I leaned forward and pushed my cock against her, now soaking wet, pussy. Right away she shouted, "No, I already came!" as she grabbed my cock and pulled it away from herself. "But you're supposed..." "I'm supposed to what? Hell you dinnt evern get me a drink, you axpect to fark... to fuck me?" "Well that's the idea, that's why I bought..." "Bought? You bought nothin'. I ain't a whore, I ain't a whore!" she shouted so loudly that I stepped back, slipping out of the screen as it immediately went black. "What the hell was that?" I asked myself, pulling the cartridge out of the console and putting it back in the box. "That one's going back to the store, now where's my receipt?" I found the receipt still in the bag, but I figured I better take a look at the other two cartridges. Hell, I might be taking them all back unless Farah at twenty-nine put out a hell of a lot better than the drunken sixty year old actress. Foreplaystation 15 Ch. 03 Son of a bitch, that fucking Farah Fawcett 60 was such a rip off. She was drunk off her ass for the entire scenario and while she masturbated in front of me, she wouldn't even let me touch her. And hell, when she finished she practically pulled my cock off when I tried to push it in her. No, that just doesn't work for a video game, at least not for me. When I shell out this kind of money, the fucking image better start fucking or I'm taking it back to the store. Well, I figured I better try out the Farah Fawcett 29 and see if it was any better. Carefully opening the package, I read the instructions, trying to see if there was something I did wrong to make the Farah Fawcett 60 cartridge to screw up, but everything looked right, so the problem had nothing to do with my installation. Anyway, I went ahead and inserted the Farah Fawcett 29 and, yeah, the image that cranked up was the famous poster I remember my grandfather showing me years ago. Things looked good for this cartridge when she immediately pulled off her red top exposing her firm and full breasts. She removed the rest of her clothes and then stood there naked, staring at me, as if beckoning me to come to her. Well, the sixty year old Farah looked good, but nothing like the way she looked when she was twenty-nine. There wasn't a wrinkle on her, no paunch at her belly and when she turned, her legs looked smooth and muscular, without a hint of the spidery veins I saw on the older Farah. She finished turning about and she motioned for me to come to her, so I stepped into the screen and found myself standing in front of her. Kneeling, she unfastened my belt and then unzipped my pants, carefully pulling out my hard cock. Slipping her mouth over me, I felt her take me in an begin gently sucking me. Her tongue moved slowly over the head, teasing me a bit before slipping underneath and sliding down my shaft. Moving her hand up, she began to stroke me as her head started moving up and down on me. She slowly increased the suction on my cock, so that after a short while, I felt my body pulled forward, just from the sheer strength of her suction. I'd feel her working my shaft, twisting and turning her stroke as her tongue began flicking wildly over me. Whenever I felt myself getting close to coming, her teeth would lightly scrape down me. The slight pain would calm me a bit, holding off the impending orgasm so she could continue teasing me. After a while, it was driving me nuts as she took me to the edge, time and time again, but each time she'd do something odd and I'll slip away from coming. Finally, I grabbed her and pushed her onto her back, ready to climb on top of her and shove my hungry cock into her beautiful pussy, but as I kneeled between her legs she said, "No, you can't I have my period." Pausing, not believing my ears, "You have your what?" "My period, we can't do that now, but I can take care of you," she said, taking my cock in her hand and stroking it firmly. "But, this is a game, you can't have your period." She stopped stroking me, leaned back and opened her legs. Sure enough there was a little white string dangling out of her cunt. "You see," she said, sitting up and grabbing my cock. "But this can't be happening again," I said dejectedly. "It's not happening again, I've never been with you before." "Don't be so sure," I said, giving up completely, letting her stroke my cock. "At least I'll get off this way." She took both hands and moved them up and down my shaft, squeezing firmly. In spite of my disappointment, I began to feel my cock come to life and once again she had me about to come, when she paused and asked, "What did you mean when you said, "Don't be so sure?" "Forget about it, just keep doing my cock," I said, grabbing her hand and moving it for her. Once again she started stroking, letting her palm slip up over the head and then on the down stroke she tickled by balls. I felt myself getting closer and closer, and I moved so when I came, the cum would spill all over her breasts. Yes, yes it felt so good, yeah closer and closer... oh fuck! She had stopped again. "Were you the one who tried to fuck me as a sixty year old?" "What?" "Simple question, were you the one who tried to fuck me as a sixty year old?" "You talked to yourself as you were at sixty?" "I didn't fucking need to you asshole. I knew it all along, I just had to remember it." "How could you remember it?" "You wouldn't understand," she said, as if I was an idiot. "Try me." "It all has to do with time. You think it's a single straight line that runs from the start of time to the end. But it isn't, it criss-crosses, rolls over on itself from time to time. Once you understand that, you can see into the future and the past." "What is this, astrophysics from a dumb blonde actress?" Suddenly she grabbed for my balls and I dove out through the screen and into my living room. When I turned around the screen was black. I quickly pulled the cartridge out of the console and put it back in the box. I then looked at the Kate Moss 27 cartridge wondering what I should do. Foreplaystation 15 Ch. 04 I looked at the box holding the Kate Moss 27 cartridge almost afraid to open it. I mean after the drunken debacle with the sixty year old Farah Fawcett and then the screaming bitch tease of a twenty-nine year old Farah I couldn't imagine what would happen next. I mean after the incredible demo I experience on the game system at Bestus Buy, where a fifty-five or something year old Jessica Simpson gave me an incredible blow job, it had been all bad from there. Once again, I carefully read the instructions to make sure I wasn't doing something wrong starting it up, but no, it was exactly the way I did it. I removed the packaging and opened the box and walked over to the game console. Reaching down to plug it in, I paused, envisioning what had happened to me, wondering how much worse it could get. Figuring, "What the hell," I bent over to plug in the game when my vid-phone rang in. Moving over to the camera I said, "Hello." "Hey Josh, did you ever buy that Foreplaystation 15?" "Yeah, I was the first in line at the store, got a hell of a blow job from Jessica Simpson." "So your system is working fine?" "Well, no. I was first in line, so I got to try the demo at Bestus Buy, that's where I got the blow job. On my system at home I tried the Farah Fawcett 60 and then the Farah 29, but fuck, it was a nightmare." "Yeah, Ted got a system too, bought it with the Kate Moss 27." "I got that one too, I was just about to start it up." "Don't bother man, he was telling me about it. He said it started up fine, they were in a restaurant sitting close together. Well Ted slips his hand up under her dress and pushes his finger into her pussy, all the while, she is eating." "Kate Moss?" "Yeah, she's gorging herself, eating ribs, fried chicken, lasagna, pasta, whatever she can get her hands on. Ted doesn't care, by this time he's slid under the table eating her pussy. Well she does stop eating just long enough to cum all over his face. Hell, she's a squirter apparently and his face is covered in her cum. Anyway, they finally finish eating and head home, wherever that is in the game. "Once there, they pull off each other's clothes and Kate knocks him to the ground, practically raping him. I mean he's on his back and she sucks his cock for a while and then climbs up on him, sliding her wet pussy over his cock. Now she's moving up and down on him, her ass slapping onto his thighs as she comes two more times." "She comes twice," I said, feeling my cock harden, anxious to crank up my copy of the game. "Well, he's getting close by now, but she suddenly stops, remains on top of him, but gets a strange look on her face. She then takes two fingers and pushes them down her throat and she fucking hurls her lunch all over the room they're in, I mean complete and absolute gross out." "Oh fuck," I moaned. "Well, now Ted's about to hurl himself, so he quickly bucks her to the side and runs into the bathroom, fortunately he is able to control himself and avoids getting sick. Anyway, he carefully sneaks out of the room as Kate Moss is now diddling with her clit, waiting for him to return. She moves towards him when she sees him, but he quickly steps through the screen and escapes her." "Well that's it, I'm gonna return this whole fucking system back to Bestus Buy. I can't believe all this has happened, especially after the wonderful demo I experienced with Jessica Simpson." "Okay, boy I'm glad I didn't waste my time waiting in that holo-line for three days like you and Ted did." "Damn, and it all seemed so good." "I don't know, you know that Foreplaystation never was the same after the 13, the vibrating pussy and cock add-ins were state of the art, but the 14 and now the 15 have been bad, I just don't know what it is." "I don't know, it sure seemed like it would be great." "In theory, you see what's happening in reality." "What?" "They started acting human. No way were they going to let just any smuck fuck them." "No man, it's got to be a minor glitch or something, they'll get it straightened out." "So you're keeping the 15." "Shit now, I'm taking the bitch back. When they bring out the final version of the 15 I may try it again." Foreplaystation 15 Ch. 05 I carefully boxed up my game console and "real" screen and with the help of the roto-servers got it loaded into my hovercraft. Returning back up to my apartment, I grabbed the three game cartridges, the Kate Moss 27, the Farah Faucett 29 and the Farah Fawcett 60 and my receipt and headed back to my car. It was a short drive back to the Bestus Buy which seemed much busier than I had expected. Sure they were packed early in the morning when the Foreplaystation 15 first went on sale, but they had to have sold out by noon or so. For the store to be so crowded at this time, something had to be up. Unloading my hovercraft into a glide cart, I pushed my system to the store, but as soon as I stepped in the entrance I was handed a number and ushered into a long line of people, with nearly every one pushing a Foreplaystation 15. Resigning myself to the fact that I was going to be in line for a long time, I looked around the store, Things were bad all over, I heard people cussing out managers, assistant managers and in one case a janitor. Initially I thought it was on a number of different things, but I kept hearing Foreplaystation like an echo reverberating throughout the store. "Hell, the woman in the game won't fuck. If that's what I wanted I'd have stayed at home and saved the money for the game. My wife will at least let me fuck her every once and a while, this bitch wouldn't give me anything," one man shouted at a clerk. "She grabbed my balls..." "...butcher knife and a frying pan..." "She used me, kept going until she came and then left me high and dry." Conversations were swirling around the room. The store, as a way of pacifying the angriest customers, had opened the Jessica Simpson demo to them. They ran the playback on some large screen TVs throughout the store. I guess by showing us this video they hoped to calm everyone down some, letting us see that some of it works. I watched the screen, fondly remembering the time I spent with Jessica. It wasn't the young version, it was a fifty something version of her, but it was still very satisfying. On screen I could seen her moving her mouth onto the man's cock. I could see her cheeks pull inward with her suction and I wished I was back in that room with her again. Soon his hips were moving back and forth as he pushed his cock into her mouth. Smiling, I continued watching, knowing he'd be coming soon, shooting his cum in her mouth and maybe out onto her face. But, wait a minute, instead of coming in her mouth, the man pulled out and moved his hand to her pussy, shoving a finger into her. She immediately pulled his hand away, but he then moved, pushing her onto her back as he crawled between her legs. He was leaning forward, getting ready to shove his cock into her pussy when she wrestled free, stood up and kicked him in the balls! With that sight, I heard moans from all over the store, as every man watching winced with sympathy pains. In just a moment the man came rushing out of the room holding his balls screaming, "She kicked me in the balls, the fucking video game whore kicked me in the balls!" Well, the collective calm that had fallen over the store as Jessica was performing the blow job on the man, now erupted again and in no time the noise level was deafening. Gritting my teeth I stayed in line, finally reaching the counter. The cashier asked, "What games and what problems?" "Farah Fawcett 29 tried to grab my balls, Farah Fawcett 60 was a drunken fool that left me hanging and I was simply afraid to try out the Kate Moss 27." "Okay, that's one ball buster, one drunken sot and the vomit queen. You want to return the system too?" "Well without the games, it's not much good." "Okay, do you have your credit card, we'll refund your entire purchase amount," she said mechanically. She swiped my card through the machine, handing me the receipt. "Be sure and hang onto this receipt, the same people who made the game you returned made our computer system." Putting the receipt in my wallet, I walked out of the store, only to spot Ted's holo-image in line. Looking at the image I said, "Ted, what are you doing in line?" "Hey Josh, yeah this is the line for the new Ninetendo Fuck Boy and Fuck Girl. You better hurry it's gonna sell out fast come Tuesday." "Thanks," I said, running toward my hovercraft. I had to get home quick and park myself in my living room. Once there I could crank up my holo-image and begin waiting in line. "Damn, that Fuck Boy is going to be good," I said to myself as I sped toward home.