I walked up to her and gulped. This was the first time I'll be intentionally removing clothes from a girl. Those times I accidentally undressed my mom don't count. I loosened a few of the straps on my jockstrap. This girl was more attractive than Katy and older too, maybe in her late twenties from what I could tell. Even if she wasn't nearly as attractive as Maria, I had to deploy countermeasures, just in case.
Ryan looked down at my crotch and saw the hard-shell version of jockstrap I had on while I was adjusting it. He said, "Nice full plate armor. It's good to always be prepared. Do you get kicked in the balls often or what?"
I blushed and ignored him. He shrugged and said, "Let me give you a bit of background on how the training is going to go. Various girls will come into this office wearing this headset. They are paid and their identities will remain anonymous. You will know nothing about these girls other than their bodies and voices. The headset renders them blind and deaf to what we are saying, mainly so that my identity and involvement does not leak. Honestly, it's better that you also remain anonymous for as long as possible while you still can."
"See those dials on the sides of the headset, near her ears? Those are for her to pick what pornos or augmented reality simulations to watch while we do our thing. We don't touch those. All these girls are thoroughly vaccinated and vetted free from diseases. This girl can stay anywhere between 60-90 minutes. At the 90 minute mark, our next girl arrives, so this girl has to leave. The cycle only pauses once for an hour lunch until we are done at 4pm. Any questions?"
"..Nope." I replied.
The girl adjusted her dials. Shortly afterwards, she started biting her lips and blushed. Yeah, this girl is way more expressive than Katy. She must have put it on augmented reality too because she stepped up to me in a sultry manner and stroked her hand on my sternum. I have no idea what type of hot guy she was seeing inside her headset, but my real pecs weren't anything to get wet over.
Noticing my lack of reaction, she smiled and backed off. Then, denying me the opportunity to remove her clothes, she stripped on her own, making a stripshow out of it, before hopping on the bed with her belly down and ass up, showing off the fact that she was a PAWG (phat ass white girl). She turned her face directly to me and started giving her finger a blowjob. Damn girl. Alright, I got it. You didn't come here just for the money. You wanted to get fucked bad. Unfortunately, I was not done thinking this shit through, so you'll have to be satisfied with my fingers.
The augmented reality program must have some setting where it recognizes that Ryan isn't the target and I am. Otherwise, she wouldn't be only focusing on me. Since I'll be mentioning the girls that rotate through more often from now on, I guess I'll refer to her as pawg1, since she was the first girl I practiced with.
I still wasn't hard, but when she opened up her legs to give me a good look at her pussy, it looked wet and ready for a dicking, which set me off. My horse cock got a semi, which is one step away from a lot of pain from being trapped in the box. I sighed heavily and didn't even bother to go to the bathroom to pull off my boxers and jockstrap. When I got my jockstrap off, I pulled my boxers back up, with my semi-erect cock hanging out of one of the legs.
Ryan was focused intently on my cock. I was somewhat proud to stun him into speechlessness for once. As I resumed my place on the footstool and gave pawg1 a few taps on her bare hips to get her to move her ass in my direction, Ryan finally recomposed himself.
He nodded his head slowly and said as if he was having a Eureka moment, "Now it all makes sense to me. I should have never doubted the boss lady's choice. HAHA.. you'll be turning these ladies into equestrians by the time you're done with them. BAHAHA! I'll take you straight to first place in the Kentucky Derby!"
I groaned at the terrible jokes, but appreciated his newfound enthusiasm, and the fact that he agreed with my mom that I could make it work. With that injection of confidence, I once again licked my pointer and thumb fingers before placing them on pawg1's pussy. She rocked her ass slightly with impatience seeing that I only touched her lightly. The fat and muscle of her ass jiggled out of tune with her wiggles, which I definitely appreciated.
I stroked her pussy up and down, side to side, and soon thumbed her clit. She started letting out quiet moans from which I could tell she had a high-pitched voice.
Ryan squatted down at my side and said, "When you finger a lady, you have to start slow, build up tension, and end with the clit or clitoral area. Always keep your motions rhythmic. Just like keeping a steady rhythm helps your penis get hard and reach orgasm, it also works the same way with female orgasms. Right now, you're all over the place not maintaining any synchronicity."
I furrowed my brows and followed his instructions while trying not to move my legs at all so that my briefs don't rub up and down my dick. My index and middle fingers maneuvered up and down pawg1's thoroughly wet and occasionally twitching labia majora. I synchronized their movements on both sides as I neared her clitoris without touching it, then I went back up.
"Okay, not bad. She's been ready for you to get to her clit for some time now, though." said Ryan.
I was about to retort, "Couldn't she have asked?" when I realize that it's my job to pick up on all my target's nonverbal cues. Furthermore, despite pawg1's straightforward and slutty behavior, she hasn't spoken much. It was possible she finds her high-pitched voice embarrassing. I reminded myself to be more attentive towards nonverbal cues.
Now that I had come to the part with the clit, I used three fingers. I wet my middle finger with the fluids on my other two and allowed it to stroke one of the labia, taking over the job of the pointer finger which had the new job of flicking the clit. I followed Ryan's advice of keeping my motions rhythmic and watched how pawg1 reacted. Unlike before, when she was letting out quiet moans, which may or may not have been real, this time her pussy itself began to positively vibrate with joy.
Each time I flicked her clit, her hips would jump and she would yelp and whimper. It made me feet like the pied piper from how closely she was dancing to my tune. She even lifted her hips up to reach for my fingers when I let them float away after one particular thrust.
This slut would probably be able to get off anywhere to anything that touched her in a remotely erotic fashion. I honestly felt pity for her. She's a little too sensitive down there. How the fuck is she supposed to live a normal life? She kept shivering and twitching, as if begging me to put my finger in. She wanted me to fingerbang her so badly that she started squirming her hips trying to capture my finger inside her vagina.
I felt bad for her, so I did what she wanted and put my pointer finger in a little while swiping up with my dry thumb. The next thing I knew she jerked her whole lower body up into the air and squirted a small stream of whitish fluid directly at my face. I groaned and pathetically took a direct headshot!
Thankfully, I managed to turn my face and closed my eyes at the last second, so it only got on my eyelids, cheek, and ear. I picked up a nearby napkin and wiped myself of the milk-like cuntspray. Ryan was well out of the range of fire when I looked over. He must have known it was coming. Damn, how am I supposed to predict it when she looked like she was about to cum the entire time?
Ryan chuckled as he passed me a hand towel and pointed towards pawg1. I took it and patted her fully drenched crotch down. It reeked of sex, different from my cum, but it was definitely the smell of sex. It all felt wrong, because Maria wasn't there. I didn't care about pawg1, but I was being instructed to pay attention to every tiny motion she made. I had contradictory directives in my head and I was constantly semi-horny.
I stared blankly at the undulations her tiny pink nipples and average-sized tits made as she let out heavy breaths from her recent orgasm. That calmed me down somehow. Maybe booba has therapeutic value in an evolutionary sense?
Ryan patted me on the back and said, "She's recovered sufficiently. Get back to it."
Wiping myself one more time with the clean side of the towel, I tossed it over into the laundry hamper and got back to work.
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Pawg1 finished with a high-pitched scream and orgasmed wildly, but nothing came out this time. I wiped my fingers on a dry part of her belly and stood up to stretch. I felt like I've been at this for hours since I've had to focus so hard. By the end, I was getting the hang of what she liked and my own erection had only leaked a bit of thick jelly-like precum into my jumbo condom. She liked the repetitive motions and wet strokes, but she also liked unexpected rough flicks on her clit with my drier fingers. I'm pretty sure she was upset that there was no penetration other than a bit of my finger this whole time.
Ryan confirmed my analysis as he hit the buzzer, "Not bad Tom. You learn quickly and you pay attention. Good work. By the way, you don't have to be so serious about this, dude. People would kill to play with women's pussies. Just have some fun, yeah?"
I scoffed at him. He smirks and says, "Why.. so.. Serious?!" in a perfect Heath Ledger impression.
Humoring him a bit, I said, "Heh, that's my favorite movie."
He put on a sad face and asked, "Not your friendly neighborhood Deadpool?"
"Get Nolan to direct the next one and we'll see." I replied.
I guided pawg1 off the bed and gave her the clothes she left on the floor. She was a little out of it and unable to walk properly with how many orgasms she had over the past 90 minutes. Holding her clothes, I helped her walk to the entryway. Katy opened the door allowing me to see the second subject on the roster behind her, with another headset on her. Pawg1 waddled out fully naked into the hallway after which Katy helped her towards the bathroom where she would put on her clothes and remove her headset, I assume.
The second girl was a tall redhead with a figure like that of a catwalk model. She was skinny, to the extent that she looked slightly anorexic. This made her small A-cup breasts look big in proportion to her slim frame. I guided her in and closed the door behind her. She adjusted her dials, stood between the beds, nodded at Ryan and I, and greeted in a casual tone, "Hello."
I instinctively responded, "Hello." but Ryan did not. He reminded me, "She cannot hear you, remember? If she's talking, then she's having a conversation with whoever is layered over you in the augmented VR headset. Hey, did you know there's a tentacle monster option in there? Heh, you might be roleplaying as a tentacle monster without knowing it!"
I could tell he was trying to get me to lighten up since he wasn't making fun of me, but I really wasn't in the mood. Damn, I just wanted to see Maria. Then again, maybe I shouldn't be so dependent on her. I didn't know, fuck. I checked the time and saw that it should be lunch in another 90 minutes, so I steeled myself.
I will refer to this girl as Ginger2, since she's a redhead and she's the second girl I'll be having sexual interactions with. She said to no one, "Okay, sure." and started stripping. It seemed to me that she was prompted by the VR headset. Since it lowered the work I'd have to do, it automatically became my favorite feature. She tried to do a stripshow, but she was awkward about it, with none of the sultry atmosphere of pawg1. She was stiff and her clothes came off easily since they had no curves to cling to, other than her butt.
The one thing about her that did turn me on was her ass. I didn't even know I liked small, tight asses until I saw how tight her pants were on the contours of her butt. She had a little more meat there than elsewhere on her body, so when she pried off her skinny jeans with difficulty, I saw how her asscheeks had squished against the thin waistline of the jeans, exposing and lifting more and more flesh.
Once it was off and I got to look at her whole body, which was barren of hair below her head, I found that she was quite good looking. She held a moderate level of attractiveness for me, meaning that a girl like her is not hot enough to make me cum when I am not specifically jacking off to her, but definitely enough if I am. She had nice curly hair, freckles on her face, reddish nipples, and a pleasant shape to her bust. Her skin sagged slightly around her cheeks and ribs, which clued me in to her being around the early thirties in age, which I didn't mind. However, what really killed my semi-chub was when I spotted the track marks on her arms, signs of past heroin use.
I looked at Ryan with wonder and asked, "You really brought a junkie in?"
He shrugged and said, "She's been Fixed and clean for 5 years. She's also been thoroughly tested, so you have nothing to worry about."
Before Ryan could even finish, ginger2 said casually to me, "Thank you for your kind words, Thor."
Yeah, you're welcome. I guess my name is Thor now.
(A/N: Just let this story sit in your library for a year or so as I slooowly update it xD)
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