I didn't know what I was doing, on the site, the scenario repository for that stupid AI thing. So I just spammed some irreconcilably stupid shit.
'DSDDSFDS,' I clattered on the keyboard like a crazed monkey. 'SDFSDF' came out and, soon, I just copied and pasted that into most of the fields. These guys—they keep masturbating to dumb AI bullshit, whatever, right? Let them cum and cry. Fuck it.
The walls were bare, except for a cheap poster of some popstar on the back of the bedroom door. My room was so small that it was just my bed and the computer in one corner. Outside, the sound of a TV played—some sitcom or infomercial, I couldn't be sure.
All the sounds and lights were dim, a gentle place. The place I come home to after school and work. The place where I'm supposed to feel safe and comfortable.
I looked down at my keyboard and saw the random keys I had pushed. The characters looked a bit like a child's scrawlings. A small smile crept onto my lips—maybe someone would laugh at it.
I hit "Submit" and sat back, ready for the silence of waiting. Nothing would come of it, I was sure.
Right?
At that moment, there came a soft knocking at my window. It was the sound of light fingertips tapping against the glass.
The light caught the figure outside the window—a stranger. A girl? Wearing a hoodie and a face-mask, a ballcap. Dark fringes came down from beneath it and a ponytail bobbed.
She waved at me.
'What the fuck?'
She kept waving.
I quickly slid over to the window, pushing the handle up to open it.
"Hey," she whispered. Her voice was muffled through the mask.
"What the hell?" I returned the whisper unconsciously. As if conspiratorially. "Who the hell are you?"
"Should you be cussing?" she shot back mischievously. My cheeks flushed. "Let me in?"
'Why should I?' the thought came and I should've said it, but the words wouldn't come out. She was already leaning forward, pressing her gloved hands against the window sill.
Before I knew it, the stranger had climbed inside. A few more moments and I was staring at her as she sat on the edge of my bed as I closed the window.
My thoughts swam with questions.
She flipped her cap off and she reached up to the hair tie, pulling it out. A cascade of thick, wavy locks tumbled down over her shoulders.
Fuck me, she was pretty.
Before my brain could process this, the stranger started unzipping her hoodie.
"What are you—"
My words caught as her generous breasts fell out, bouncing freely. Her skin was smooth, pale. 'Sh-sh-she wasn't wearing a shirt!?'
After an appraising look down at herself, dark eyes glinted up to meet my gaze. "You like?"
'Don't answer that,' I commanded myself, mouth hanging slightly open. I'd never seen a pair of breasts so... large and... perfectly formed. The way they swayed with each breath she took, the way her areolas were pebbled with excitement—her whole body was just...
It was the first time I had ever seen a woman's breasts up close. A woman who wasn't my mother or sister.
"Wanna taste?" Her voice was low, husky. Her hands moved up to cup and knead her tits, pushing them together. Then she offered her nipples to me.
"Ah—wait—"
Her hand was in my hair, pulling me toward her. Her head tipped back and she gasped as my mouth was filled with the soft mound. My eyes rolled up as I felt my own body react.
"Oh god, fuck!" She groaned, pulling my face tighter into her warm skin. The way she reacted to my sucking made me feel powerful.
One of her hands slid down and I froze as her fingertips found the waistband of my shorts. They crawled underneath and instantly found my cock.
She gave me a teasing stroke and I whimpered, trying to pull away.
"Shhh, now. Don't worry," she murmured, nuzzling the top of my head with her chin. "Let me show you the way. It'll be so fucking hot. Won't it?"
No. No. This couldn't be real. This was some sort of dream or hallucination.
With my mind reeling, she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me on top of her, on the too-small bed.
"I want you inside," her breath was hot through the mask. "Help me take off these." Her leggings? Oh fuck, her leggings. She wanted me to take off her leggings. This adult stranger wanted me to take off her pants, she wanted me to—
Again, it happened before I could object. And suddenly, she was wriggling out of her them. Soon, she was lying half-naked, bare ass pressed into the sheets beneath us.
"I don't have a condom," I gasped. 'It's okay, maybe she has one.'
"So? It's fine," she breathed. "Just... fuck me... raw... I need your seed deep inside."
She tugged at my shorts and before I realized what was happening, they were around my knees, along with my boxers.
"Wait, please—"
Her hand again gripped my cock, stroking me. It seemed to be reaching its peak on its own, straining and throbbing for her.
As I bucked against her touch, the stranger lifted her thighs and spread her legs wide. Her smooth, glistening slit was suddenly inches away.
Fuck.